Acting like a baby is shameful but useful

"Deputy editor." An editor greeted.

Jian Chunsheng nodded at the other party.

But most of the editors obviously still don't accept his account as the deputy editor.

Jian Chunsheng knew it well, but didn't take it to heart.

He secretly took a deep breath, walked to the seat where the editor-in-chief usually sat and sat down.

This action fell into the eyes of other editors, and they were all surprised.

How is this going?

Jian Chunsheng said: "The editor-in-chief has something to do today, so I will preside over this topic selection meeting."

As soon as he finished speaking, the editors under the seat had different expressions and exchanged eyes with each other.

Jian Chunsheng just pretended not to see it.

"Mr. Wei, the "School Day" special edition you were in charge of in March sold the best sales results in the past two years. This time you proposed the topic of "Summer Garden Party". We have communicated, and this special edition will be released in the name of "Adolescence" in September. I will trouble you to contact the editors of "Adolescence" for the handover of manuscripts and other work." Jian Chunsheng first brought the message from the editor-in-chief to him.

"Adolescence" is a youth magazine under Kecheng that focuses on the student market. It is a monthly magazine with mediocre sales, but it is very stable and has a group of regular student readers.This is a remarkable achievement in a declining print media market.In March, editor Wei Sulan made a topic selection plan for "School Day", and invited several famous experts to write a short story on a related theme, plus some short stories by contracted authors of "Adolescence" magazine, to form a special edition. Listed in the form of monographs.The book was unexpectedly popular, selling 30 copies in three months.Therefore, this time, the topic selection of "Summer Garden Party" proposed by Wei Sulan was quickly approved, and it is scheduled to be released in September on the back of "School Day".

Wei Sulan is already an old editor in her 40s. She has discovered no less than [-] well-known writers, all of whom were dug out from the submission mailboxes. Currently, there are still about [-] active in the literary world.Most of them did not renew their contracts with Ke Cheng, but kept in touch with editor Wei Sulan.Therefore, their books are published in Kecheng from time to time.

Such a veteran editor with a lot of achievements has never put on airs. He has always done his work conscientiously, is always full of enthusiasm for his work, and still insists on finding new authors.

Jian Chunsheng admired her very much.

Wei Sulan smiled slightly, and said softly, "Okay."

After finishing this, the topic selection discussion officially began.Jian Chunsheng is familiar with these processes, and let the editors start introducing them one by one. After the introduction, everyone discusses and then votes. Jian Chunsheng does not intend to make decisions by himself, but only records everyone's opinions and voting results. Give it to the editor-in-chief, and the editor-in-chief will make up his mind.

But some people don't know Jian Chunsheng's thoughts, such as Song Yu who is good friends with Feng Taiyan.

Feng Taiyan was found to be transferred from the editorial department because of framing Jian Chunsheng, but Song Yu didn't care about it.He and Feng Taiyan have been good friends for many years. They entered the company at the same time and supported each other. Feng Taiyan's aunt also helped him twice. Therefore, Song Yu decided that it was Jian Chunsheng who had a darker heart, and then forced Feng Taiyan away. .

Usually there is no chance, but this time Jian Chunsheng presided over the topic selection meeting instead of the editor-in-chief. Song Yu was dissatisfied with him in his heart. When he proposed his topic, many people felt that there was no market for this topic.In the final voting session, although it was a secret ballot, the voting results would be announced on the spot. According to the final statistics, thirteen people opposed his topic, two supported it, and the rest gave up.As soon as the result came out, Song Yu felt a sense of humiliation.He even felt that the people around him were looking at him with mocking eyes.

How could this be the result!

No matter how bad his choice of topic was, there would not be thirteen people who objected to it.

Song Yu became angry from embarrassment, thinking that Jian Chunsheng was doing something bad on purpose.

It sure is!

Jian Chunsheng must have lied about the voting results and deliberately humiliated him!

"Deputy editor, can I have a look at everyone's statistics?" Song Yu asked in a bad tone.

Jian Chunsheng was taken aback, and looked at him in astonishment.

Others also looked over without knowing the situation.

Song Yu suddenly felt a little regretful. What should I do if there are really thirteen people who objected to the result of the statistical table?

Before he could further regret his reckless behavior, at this moment, Zhou Zhikun suddenly said, "Why, does Editor Song suspect that the total votes are wrong?"

Song Yu looked at Zhou Zhikun suspiciously, only to see the latter looking at him with a half-smile.

His face was flushed red, and he scolded Zhou Zhikun in his heart, this is good, his thoughts were exposed by Zhou Zhikun in front of everyone.

Song Yu couldn't get off the tiger, so he could only say with a cold face: "The deputy editor-in-chief is counting the votes for the first time today, so it's not too much to check it again?"

Zhou Zhikun wanted to speak, but Jian Chunsheng raised his hand to stop him, looked at Song Yu indifferently, picked up the stack of statistics sheets in his hand, and stretched them out in front of Song Yu, "Editor Song, are you sure you want to check again?"

Song Yu had no way out, so he could only bite the bullet and take it, "Of course."

With this interruption, the editors who were about to leave stayed behind one after another.

Song Yu looked at them one by one. Of course, not only his eyes were watching, but the eyes of the editors around him fell on the statistics table between his fingers.

After halfway through, Song Yu's heart sank.

Halfway through, he had seen ten objections.

Obviously, his choice of topic was really opposed by many people.

Even if there is not a single objection in the latter half, and Jian Chunsheng really did not play a trick, then there are still ten objections, this face will be embarrassing!

Song Yu's heart turned cold, and when he turned another page, there was another objection.

Eleven.

twelve.

Thirteen...

When there were seven or eight cards left, thirteen had already been collected.

Song Yu took a deep breath, didn't read any more, squeezed out a smile uglier than crying, and said, "The deputy editor's arithmetic is very good..."

He wanted to say a few more scenes, but he couldn't get out of his mouth.

Almost everyone looked at him mockingly.

Jian Chunsheng took a deep look at Song Yu and said, "Since Editor Song has no objections, let's adjourn the meeting."

Zhou Zhikun picked up the statistics sheet that Song Yu put down just now, thought of something, suddenly turned to the end, flipped from the back to the front, and finished the statistics sheet that Song Yu hadn't finished reading just now, his face suddenly became surprised, and his expression was strange Looking at Jian Chunsheng carefully.

"Deputy editor—" Zhou Zhikun was about to speak, when Jian Chunsheng interrupted him, "Mr. Zhou, please pass it over."

————Weibo@舟自娱520