adjacent street gl

"Next time...how about a fantasy theme?"

When it reached my ears, it was too late to stop it.

The editor-in-chief of planning and the director jointly came to a meeting, and the president and other responsible persons also arrived one after another. Everyone didn't believe in evil, and it was still the case that decided the theme of this issue.

fantasy.

Xiao Zhao stood aside, she looked around for a while, then quietly walked to my side.

"Vice Yu, why are you all so excited?"

I covered my face and sighed.

Xiao Zhao looked at me in a daze, and subconsciously hugged the folder in his hand tightly.

There is a strange "curse" in our club.

Literary and art magazines often have differences in content and style due to different chief editors, which is also related to the editor in charge of the current issue and the selection of themes.

After a magazine has been in operation for a while, this style will probably be fixed, which will give readers an inherent impression of the magazine or periodical.

But we are a little different.

The editor-in-chief, Mr. Zhou, is over 60 and still very energetic.Everyone called him an old naughty boy in private, but they still praised him as an "old man" and called him "rejuvenated".

This old Zhou has a bad habit.

It's not a bad habit though.

Teacher Zhou is very good at saving documentary literature. He always understands what readers want to see, and always understands where the point that arouses people's inner resonance is.

He doesn't write about snow and winter, but it always makes people cold; he doesn't choose death and blood, but he always makes people feel desperate.

The writers who cooperated with him said that Mr. Zhou does not write anything, if he writes something, it must be well written, not only well written, but also better than others.

This very powerful teacher Zhou has a knot in his heart.

Xiao Zhao said, "What's wrong with you?"

Teacher Zhou came from the other side with a smile, his hair was a little silvery white, and his steps were steady.

"Editor-in-chief Zhou always misses something when he does fantasy themes."

"Almost what?"

I nodded.

Another voice interjected: "The editor-in-chief has been doing documentary for a long time, and he always chooses from that angle. This is not good. Yuan Ying also said that he has this problem, and Lao Zhou wants to do it well this time."

I froze for a moment, turned around, and nodded to her to say hello: "President Li."

President Li smiled, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened.

She nodded and was called away.

I told Xiao Zhao, that's the way it is.

"I don't know the details." I clicked on the document in her arms, "Leave it to them, I guess there will be a meeting in a while."

Xiao Zhao ran away in a hurry, and when I returned to the office, I received a message on my mobile phone—"There is a meeting in the conference room on the fifth floor at 09:30."

I thought this time it was the same as before, the editor-in-chief refused to admit defeat, the others followed suit, and the journal's sales reputation slipped a bit...

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came up, he named the planning department.

The planning department was dumbfounded by the question, President Li sat aside and watched with relish as if he let him make trouble.

Editor-in-Chief Zhou clicked around one by one. It just so happened that the director asked for leave today, and I was the only one in the office.

Originally, there was nothing wrong with the office, but I didn't expect that Editor-in-Chief Zhou didn't intend to let me go.

"Xiao Yu," he said, "do you have any ideas?"

Have.

I said in my heart.

Change to documentary.

Of course I can't say this, I turned around in my mind, and suddenly thought of Wuyu.

That style is really shocking, and I think it would be nice if that sense of grandeur could be combined with our content.

I said, "How about working on an artist?"

The conference room was quiet for a moment, then it became noisy again.

Editor-in-Chief Zhou stared straight at me for a while, then suddenly asked, "Tell me carefully."

He suppressed other people's criticisms and turned his attention to me again.

I swallow.

"Readers' impression of us has been fixed, and sudden changes and innovations may not be accepted by everyone, so I think it's okay not to be accepted.

"We use the cover to interpret our theme and content. As long as it is attractive enough, there are many people who buy a magazine for the cover. After our first step is achieved, we can achieve our main purpose - to attract people with content. Readers, this is our forte.

"Increase new readers and consolidate old readers. Now that there is an opportunity, we must make good use of it.

"So I thought maybe working on the art would help."

Editor-in-Chief Zhou's expression didn't change. After a few minutes, he suddenly smiled.

"Xiaoyu, are you the roundworm in my stomach?"

"what?"

He smiled and looked at everyone.

"Do you have any suggestions, opinions or something?"

Someone raised his hand: "Editor Zhou, can we stop fantasizing?"

"Why not?"

"That's not our forte."

"What do you consider to be strengths?"

"This...isn't it?"

Editor-in-chief Zhou suddenly shook his head, "This is not our strength, on the contrary, this is our shortcoming. The unique impression we formed just limits our development. A mature enterprise is a dead enterprise. Similarly, a A mature magazine is a dead magazine."

Editor-in-chief Zhou glanced at President Li, his eyes seemed to be burning with ambition.

"We want a fresh one, forever young."

"This is the reason why I persist and keep asking you to follow me to break through."