1980 My literary era

Returning to Xi'an again, the car stopped in the yard of the Provincial Cultural Association.

Lin Weimin took Shi Tiesheng down, spoke a few words with Lu Yao, an old acquaintance, and then sent him back to the guest house. His energy was low and he needed to rest for most of the day.

The next day, Lin Weimin pushed Shi Tiesheng to Northwest University again. Today they came to see Cheng Ximi to say goodbye.

"Weimin specifically asked for a week's leave because of my affairs. He is a busy person in the editorial department and cannot be away for too long!"

The reason Shi Tiesheng explained to Cheng Ximi made Lin Weimin very unhappy. What does "I am a busy person" mean? It seemed as if you could stay if it weren't for me.

You kid, you are so unkind!

Cheng Ximi sent the two of them to the train station. When they entered the platform, Lin Weimin was still carrying a rock and Cheng Ximi handed him something.

"Thank you sister-in-law!"

His sudden voice made Cheng Ximi blush to the very bottom of his ears. He glanced at Shi Tiesheng quickly and said nothing.

Lin Weimin looked at these two people with some helplessness. No wonder you two have been in platonic love for ten years.

When we arrived at the platform, there were only a few minutes left before the train departed.

Lin Weimin secretly handed a box to Shi Tiesheng's hand and said in a low voice: "I'm not saying sorry, it's not easy, you have to be brave for some things. When will you be able to marry someone as slimy as you? "

Shi Tiesheng opened the box and found an exquisite women's watch. He asked in surprise: "When did you buy it?"

"You don't care when I bought it. The opportunity is given to you, seize it yourself!"

Teacher Lin once again used the "Send Watch Technique".

Last time, it was considered a failure with Wang Shuo's grandson, but this time it was even more serious.

He believed that Tiesheng and Wang Shuo were different and would definitely live up to Teacher Lin's high expectations.

Lin Weimin pushed Shi Tiesheng closer to Cheng Ximi.

Shi Tiesheng was sitting in a wheelchair, looking up at Cheng Ximi, holding the watch box in his hand, and stammered: "X...Ximi, I bought you something!"

There was a bit of surprise in Cheng Ximi's eyes until Shi Tiesheng opened the watch box and revealed a beautiful Oriental double lion women's watch. A bit of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Her surprise was not because it was a watch, but because of what the watch represented.

Cheng Simi thought for a while and took out the pen he carried with him.

"My pen isn't worth much!" Cheng Ximi hesitated.

However, Shi Tiesheng accepted the pen as a treasure and said that he would definitely use this pen to create more good works.

Those who lick dogs like that can no longer lick dogs. Teacher Lin is deeply ashamed.

Parting always comes when love is strong.

In fact, it is more appropriate to say this in reverse. The train started moving slowly.

Shi Tiesheng was still looking towards the platform and waving his hands.

On the platform, Cheng Simi was also waving, and she had a watch on her hand.

After being depressed for a while, Shi Tiesheng finally recovered and remembered the watch he gave away, "When did you buy that watch?"

"When you two were out fooling around!"

Shi Tiesheng was already immune to Lin Weimin's nonsense, "How much is it?"

"It doesn't cost much, so I'll just give it to you two as a gift."

Shi Tiesheng said: "Then don't I lose money?"

"You evil-hearted thing!"

After a few jokes, Shi Tiesheng finally felt completely relaxed.

The train was running wildly on the plains. The winter scene and the whistling of the north wind outside the window made people shiver just by listening to the sound.

The carriage was silent, and Shi Tiesheng was lying on the berth writing something.

He had just been separated from Cheng Ximi for an hour or two, and he couldn't help but express his longing for her with the pen that symbolized love.

Lin Weimin was lying on the sleeper with his hands on the pillow and his legs crossed.

This trip to Shaanxi can be regarded as a complete success.

Returning to Yanjing, he put on his own crown and sent Shi Tiesheng home. Shi's father had been worried for a week, but he finally felt relieved when he saw his son come back with all his hair and tail intact.

After eating some noodles at Shi's house, Lin Weimin returned to Tuanjiehu Apartment and had a good sleep.

Early the next morning, the crown, which had disappeared for a week, appeared in the courtyard of the Chinese Society.

As soon as I got off the bus, I was greeted by the warm smiling faces of my colleagues.

"Congratulations, Weimin!"

"Congratulations, congratulations!"

Lin Weimin was confused, what's going on?

"Congratulations to me?"

Cheng Wuchun pulled Lin Weimin aside and whispered: "You may not know that you have been on a business trip these two days. Just after New Year's Day, a red document was issued, and no over-age personnel who have retired are allowed to serve as editor-in-chief."

"Retired overage personnel? That's not..."

Cheng Wuchun nodded, "That's right. In our club, only Lao Niu and Lao Qin meet the requirements."

"How to deal with it?"

Cheng Wuchun continued: "Lao Qin and Lao Niu are both the standard-bearers of "Contemporary" and "New Literature Historical Materials". Your "Contemporary" is better because you are here. But "New Literature Historical Materials" is not good, and none of them can do the job. Comrade. I made a suggestion to the club..."

When he said this, he paused deliberately and pretended to be silent.

"You're such a boring person. If you don't tell me, I'll leave."

"Hey, don't leave." Cheng Wuchun quickly grabbed Lin Weimin and said, "I told the agency that we can have two editors in chief!"

This method... is really unimaginable!

"The company agrees?"

"Agreed." Cheng Wanchun said with a bit of pride on his face, "So, you have to thank me!"

"What should I thank you for?"

"Lao Qin, the original editor-in-chief of "Contemporary", stayed and you became the editor-in-chief."

Lin Weimin had already guessed the company's decision. He was originally the deputy editor. If there were to be two editors, unless there was an external transfer, the only candidate would be him.

But if it is really an external transfer, it will cause redundancy in personnel. After all, there are two editors in chief, and there is also a deputy editor in chief, so there are too many people!

"Thank you then!" Lin Weimin said perfunctorily.

Cheng Wuchun felt the perfunctory tone, "You kid, you're insincere!"

Lin Weimin handed him a cigarette and lit it, "Is this okay?"

Cheng Wanchun took a puff happily, "Do I owe you this puff of cigarette?"

The two of them were smoking, and Lin Weimin saw a pair of murderous eyes. He was so frightened that he almost dropped the cigarette.

"Good morning, leader!"

"Do you still have the nerve to come back?" Meng Weizai looked at Lin Weimin with a gloomy look.

When Cheng Wanchun saw that the atmosphere was not right, he left decisively.

Lin Weimin looked at his back and shook his head inwardly. Lao Cheng was unreliable. He would be the first to run away if something happened.

He said with a smile: "Boss, look at what you said. If I don't go back to the company, where will I go? This is my second home, and it is the career I will fight for my whole life!"

When it comes to shamelessness, Lin Weimin dares to call the Chinese Literature Society second, and no one dares to call it first.

When Meng Weizai heard such disgusting flattery, he was filled with anger and didn't know how to vent it for a moment.

He mocked: "What's the matter? Are you done with the matchmaking?"

Lin Weimin slapped his thigh, "Hey! You don't know how difficult it is for me to go out this time!"

While he was speaking, he quietly observed Meng Weizai's expression. Meng Weizai's expression turned a bit inquisitive when he heard his words.

"It's not easy! It's really not easy!"

Lin Weimin shook his head and patted his thigh. If the expression on his face were seen by someone who didn't know about it, they would think that he had not gone to Shaanxi for seven days, but for seven years.

After all, Comrade Lao Meng couldn't hold it back and asked, "What's so difficult? What's going on?"

Lin Weimin then said: "I'm not saying it's not easy for me, it's Tiesheng, do you still remember Shi Tiesheng?"

"Of course I know about Shi Tiesheng."

"Tiesheng is over thirty years old, you know that, right?"

"I know."

"I'm an old bachelor, he's over thirty, do you think it's easy?"

"not easy!"

"I finally got to know a pen pal. I've been corresponding for several years, but I don't even dare to meet him in person. As you know, his legs..." Lin Weimin patted his legs again.

Meng Weizai's face showed some sympathy, "What a pity Tiesheng!"

He then asked: "So, you went to be a matchmaker for Tiesheng?"

"No! You don't know, Tiesheng has been corresponding with that girl for five years. Five years, five years, do you know how he spent these five years?

I said you can't do this. If this girl can correspond with you for five years, that proves that she is definitely interested in you. If you can afford it, can other girls afford it?

Just like that, I took him to Shaanxi and met this girl. "

Lin Weimin stopped here.

When Meng Weizai heard the critical moment, he hurriedly asked: "What next?"

"Then, it's done. You don't know how much effort I put into bringing them together! Hey!"

Lin Weimin had an expression on his face that said he had suffered a great crime for Country D and had made a great contribution.

Meng Weizai nodded happily, "It'll be great if it's done, it'll be great if it's done!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but pat Lin Weimin on the shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work on this trip. You helped Comrade Tiesheng so much."

"Look at what you said, leader. Isn't this what we should do? Tiesheng is the author I coached. His life is guaranteed and he writes more good works. It is our editorial department and the publication that will benefit."

Meng Weizai nodded and said: "Not bad, not bad, it's good to have this awareness!"

"Leader, I heard that Lao Tan..." Lin Weimin saw that Meng Weizai was in a happy mood and took the opportunity to ask.

"Do you know everything?"

Lin Weimin nodded.

"There's nothing we can do about it. There's a document from above, a rigid rule. Fortunately, I came up with an idea in early spring and proposed setting up dual editors. Originally, Lao Tan didn't want to do it anymore.

Think about it, all the documents above have been removed. If he continues to work in the editorial department, people will think that he is obsessed with power and does not want to make way for young people.

It was Lao Yan who persuaded him, saying you have to stay, and helped the young man get on the horse, and he had to give him a ride anyway!

Only then did he agree. "

Lin Weimin nodded, finally understanding the whole story.

At this time, Meng Weizai said angrily: "Tell me about you. They were just about to mention you as editor-in-chief, and you made a fuss. What can I say about you?" "

Lin Weimin hurriedly lowered his head and admitted his mistake, "Yes, yes, it's all my fault this time. I really didn't expect that such a big change would happen in just a few days."

Seeing that Lin Weimin had a good attitude in admitting his mistake, Meng Weizai softened his tone and said, "Forget it, I missed you this time for a reason, so be careful next time."

"Yes, yes, be careful!"

Meng Weizai warned again: "The official acceptance document will not be released until next week. Please be honest with me these days!"

"Yes, yes, you must be low-key!"

The editor-in-chief was about to be appointed, and Lin Weimin immediately matured a lot.

Meng Weizai knew that the situation was easy to change, and the temperament was hard to change, so he sighed helplessly.

He remembered another thing and said, "By the way, if you have time, you can go to the Literary Research Institute."

"Why are you going to the Literary Research Institute?"