Song Shifeng's 1991

Yan Dong stayed at home distraught for two days. The more he stayed, the more irritable he became. His eyes and ears seemed to turn into radars. He scanned Song Shifeng as much as he could, but he couldn't listen or watch.What's more terrible is that he is always in the dream, so it's just that, so what!

He felt that he had to do something, and he couldn't stay like this any longer, otherwise something would happen.

A while ago, Master Xu bought another big car, and the old one was handed over to him to drive. He officially became the driver of the big car from the driver's assistant. The money he got was much more than before, but the responsibility also increased several times. .

He obviously didn't want to do this job anymore, but because he couldn't find anyone that Master Xu was satisfied with, or because Master Xu didn't want to take on apprentices at all, he could only continue to do it by himself.

At least he won't be able to leave this line of work for a while, so Yan Dong simply settles down and picks up a distant job, running far away, out of sight and out of mind.

It's easy to take over the job, almost being asked by the owner of the goods these days, but the process of convincing Master Xu is really not easy.

Nowadays, there are not many big cars running, and most of them run on fixed routes. There are calculations every time they come and go.But traveling long distances is different. It is true that the price is high, but the return journey to an unfamiliar place is likely to run empty.Not to mention the waste of empty cars, no one knows if something will happen on the road. These days, road tyrants stop you without discussing it. Can you still reason with them?Even if there is no accident, it will take too much time, and it is not worthwhile.

But Yan Dong was determined to run, so he came up with a compromise method, Master Xu still ran the original route, and ran this job by himself, counting him as renting a car.

Master Xu was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him, so he just followed his mind. Young people don't know what pain is unless they hit the south wall, and they will suffer if they don't listen to the old man!

Yan Dong took San Gangzi and Rhubarb out of the car. It is absolutely impossible to run a long distance alone, at least there must be someone to talk to, so he took San Gangzi who strongly asked to go with him.This guy ran out behind his mother's back, and he secretly resigned from the patrol team. Even if his mother wanted him to go back, he couldn't go back.

As for rhubarb, of course he had to take it with him. He had the final say on his car.

Before leaving, Song Shifeng asked him to bring a pack of dog food, saying that rhubarb loved it.

Then every time he got dog food for Rhubarb, he couldn't help but think about the person who gave him dog food. The more he stopped thinking about it, the more he thought about it.

lovesickness.

The ignorant Song Shifeng was still busy with the preparation of his magazine every day, turning his side job into his main job in a daze.

Since he started publishing this magazine, he went to the mine once, and then plunged into endless preparations, and his life was muddled.

"Song Shifeng, look what these are!" Ping Guanyueren, who was pulled to read the manuscript together, was about to explode, "If you want to make a magazine out of these, I promise you won't be able to sell any of them. Just wait until you lose your pants.”

Song Shifeng was also heartbroken.

He didn't expect that after all his hard work, the result would still be like this.

In order to get more manuscripts, he not only went to the middle school in the town, but also went to several middle and high schools in the county under the recommendation of Mr. Shen. He gathered a group of intellectuals in the county. So many cultural people contributed manuscripts to him. Ordinarily, it should be able to deal with it no matter what.

The manuscripts came, and within a few days, a large number of manuscripts were received, but there were only two that met the requirements, and they were very short.He figured it out, these people didn't know where to start at all, and the miscellaneous things they wrote were completely raided by finding two fashion magazines temporarily, similar to copying others, or moving from those magazines in China, You can copy and copy foreign ones!

Of course, he absolutely does not want the copied manuscript.

Why is it so difficult to make an appointment?

"I think it was a mistake for you to start this magazine." Ping Guanyue was frustrated and irritable, "What can you find someone who doesn't even know what fashion is? A waste of time!"

No, these old-fashioned intellectuals may really not even figure out what fashion is.Song Shifeng was only more troubled and irritable than him, but when Ping Guanyue complained, he kept silent, and subconsciously picked up the boss' airs, even if he pretended to be calm.

Thinking that Ping Guan, who put on the bridle, would jump and run if the magazine of Tiaoyangzi became popular immediately, Song Shifeng immediately retorted, "Everything is difficult at the beginning, and you are afraid before you do it?"

"What does this have to do with being afraid? No manuscript! Editor-in-Chief Song, Boss Song, what are you going to do without a manuscript?"

I also want to know how to do it, Song Shifeng beeped in his heart, with an expression on his face that you don't want to make a fuss, "There is always a way, if you don't want to do this, go take a photo with Yangzi."

"The monkey is following. The two of you just pat some shoes, bags and ties. I don't need to do it." He thought the young man with acne was making a fuss, so he nicknamed him "Monkey, open and shut up." I admit it.

"By the way, there is really something for you to do."

Ping Guanyue looked at the past, what else could he do now?

"We are shooting men's things now, and we don't have any women's shoes, bags and accessories. Can you think of a way to borrow some luxury goods for the shoot?"

This is really good, his mother and sister love it the most.

Send away the irritable ghost Ping Guanyue and Song Shifeng, spread out on the chair, manuscript, fall from the sky and smash me to death!

For the manuscript, Song Shifeng didn't think about tea and food, and was almost dazed, but he still couldn't think of a good way.

How can there be so many ways? He can't be changed by any means.

I don't know what happened to the photos. The models ran away that day, and the three of them were on top. He must be fine and he doesn't know what happened to the two of them.

There is also women's clothing. I don't know if the dance teacher of the Children's Palace can shoot well. It is said that it was sprayed enough. Fortunately, I said hello in advance and didn't directly take the pick.

It’s really all about things everywhere, he is now filling the small holes one after another in the big hole of the magazine, and the holes are endless, and the holes pop up again, endlessly.

Just as I was being annoyed, the big office suddenly boiled, as if Chinese New Year dumplings had been poured into the pot, and there was no end to the bubbling.

What's wrong?

As soon as Song Shifeng came out, he saw a group of people galloping around.

"What are you looking at?"

"Editor-in-chief, come and see!" Monkey's pimples were jumping up on his face, "It's so handsome."

Song Shifeng glanced at it first, then his eyes were fixed, and the corner of his mouth slapped his boss.

God, is that him?How can he be so handsome!

Song Shifeng was almost drunk, and he couldn't describe it. He felt like a general in power in the photo, with an imposing manner of [-] meters!

This photo is not very handsome just looking at the face, and the clothes alone are not overwhelming, but this face plus clothes, it is so handsome that people can't take it off after seeing it.

Clothes fit everyone's clothes, absolutely.

Among the many photos, everyone agreed that Song Shifeng's photo of the improved military uniform was the best.High-profile luxury but full of tension.

Song Shifeng thought so too.

He decided that if he wanted to wash a big wall, he would hang it in his office!

Hey, why is it so beautiful!

After admiring enough of his beautiful photos, Song Shifeng paid attention to other photos.Yang Jiabao is good-looking, but his good-looking is not aggressive. The photos he took make people feel peaceful at a glance, as if his heart has settled down; Ping Guanyue's photos are full of publicity, the kind of young master who doesn't know his worries Flying, like the extremely warm light of summer, scorching people unconsciously.

Obviously, the two of them also liked their photos very much, and they couldn't bear to put them down.

Looking at women's clothing, it's not bad, it should be smart and smart, it should be beautiful, and it's all pretty.

Several people complimented the photographer.

The bearded man was extremely proud, his beard turned up, his mouth was humble, not to mention how complacent he was.

He would never say that he had never photographed anyone seriously before.

But he photographed many, many animals, almost, almost.

Yang Jiabao didn't bring the photos he took until the bearded man left. He was really embarrassed to play tricks in front of others.

They are all accessories, shoes and bags, and they were posed for a photo. They are not as stunning as the bearded ones, but they are also very good in everyone's eyes.

Facing a table of photos, Song Shifeng suddenly thought of a way to ask for a draft.

On this day, he invited the leading teachers of several schools to the office, and expressed his regret about the current predicament.

"After writing so many, can only two articles be used?"

"Editor Song, is your review too harsh? Everyone has published articles in provincial newspapers."

"Is there any possibility of modification?"

"Did you remember wrongly?"

A few people were very dissatisfied, and their expressions were full of doubts. You, an upstart with no ink, said that our writing is not good?Will you watch it?

Song Shifeng didn't refute, and put those manuscripts on the middle table, and put down a stack of magazines, "Don't worry, everyone, compare and see for yourself."

What's so good about this is that it's written in a magazine at worst.A few people were not very interested in picking it up, but they thought they had a brilliant literary talent without reading it, but after comparing it, they found that it was off topic.

It's two different things to write completely, and many things are far from what they thought.

This is embarrassing.

They are all cultural and educational workers who have worked for more than ten or twenty years, and they are old when writing articles, and suddenly feel that there is no place to put their old faces.

Song Shifeng waited for them to put away their fried wings silently, and then continued, "Actually, everyone is not very clear about fashion, and we don't sell many foreign magazines like this here, so we didn't read them much. As soon as it comes out. These magazines are among the best in foreign countries. To put it bluntly, the magazines in our country are not comparable. Please read more, and our magazines will be based on this standard in the future. My goal is to be a world-class magazine. Long-term Our country is majestic! Then everyone will read their articles in first-class magazines."

"But what are we supposed to write?"

"Simple." Song Shifeng took out the photo and paused word by word, "Look, picture, talk, talk."

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He smiled and picked up a photo and looked at everyone, "Red high-heeled shoes, a small composition of about [-] words, easy to write. To put it bluntly, it is boasting, boasting hard, boasting these things with personality and flowers, and you will win La."

Everyone was enlightened, and then roared with laughter.

Look at the picture and talk, ha, look at the picture and talk!

Next, Song Shifeng lined up the photos, and marked out the short composition with how many words for each photo. Each representative took a set back, and whoever wanted to write which one.By the way, each of the magazines also brought a few back home for reference.

Of course, he still briefly introduced the brands of those things, otherwise Zhang Guan Li Dai would be a joke.

It seems that there are too many manuscripts brought in now. Although there are still not many that meet the standard, there is a lot of room for revision.

The manuscript is slowly settled, but there are still some things that can't be helped, such as the story of the luxury brand.

This was his plan to open a section in the magazine, which could be regarded as supplementary or science popularization, but there were really few people who knew about it, so he had to press Ping Guanyue and Yang Jiabao to write it.

It was terrible to write it out, and it was said that the manual exaggerated it.

Fortunately, it was still possible to polish it, so he directly asked Mr. Shen to revise it.A literati is a literati, even dog shit can bloom flowers for you. Before the change, the manual was cold and hard, and after the change, the Spring River Flower Moonlight Night is so different.