Chinese entertainment for engineering students

Imperial City, "Contemporary" editorial office.

"Director, I have a manuscript here, I'm not sure." Editor Yang Xinlan stood in front of the editor's desk, holding a thick stack of manuscripts in her hand, with a look of deep confusion on her face.

"Oh? What kind of manuscript? Tell me, why do you say you are not sure?" Director He had a pure face and a thin figure. He was immersed in writing something. He raised his head when he heard the words.

"A very strange manuscript. It is a novel. Both in terms of writing method and content, it seems very childish and yet very profound. It seems very young and very mature. It is obviously full of contradictions, but it is very enjoyable to read. Anyway. This kind of novel feels very strange, would you like to read it?" Yang Xinlan stood in front of the desk in charge of any banner.

"So what's your opinion? Do you recommend it?" Director He picked up the big teapot at hand, blew on it, and took a pleasant sip.

"I don't know." Yang Xinlan still looked confused.

Director He looked at Yang Xinlai in front of him. This girl was a young editor in the agency and a talented student from the National People's University of China who was admitted five years ago. Although he is not a senior editor, he is still a mature editor with five years of experience.

Moreover, she has a cheerful and generous personality. It seems that she has never seen such a confused look on her face before. Director He couldn't help but find it interesting.

"So, do you like it?" Director He continued to sip the tea leisurely, but had no intention of reaching out to pick up the manuscript.

"I, I like it, I understand what you mean, thank you." Yang Xinlan suddenly understood what Director He meant, bowed, turned around and returned to her seat with the manuscript in hand.

Sitting in front of her seat, Yang Xinlan put down her manuscript, but did not immediately sit down at the desk to write comments as usual. Instead, she gently leaned on the back of the chair, raised her head, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

"If it were five years ago, when I had just graduated, I would have been eager to clap my hands and applaud. Why do I hesitate after five years? Is it because I have become more mature, or have become less pure?"

Yang Xinlan's thoughts were surging, but she couldn't come to a conclusion for a long time. She shook her head, but smiled casually. No matter what, who can guarantee that he will always be pure. And is it really good to be pure? This is a literary question, but also a philosophical question.

Yang Xinlan didn't know. Maybe she could figure it out many years later, but she couldn't figure it out now.

"What article makes you so entangled? I rarely see you like this."

"It's a long novel that doesn't quite fit in with the tone of our magazine. It's a mythological topic and very subversive, but I still think it's a good book." Shen Xinlan didn't hesitate this time. He was very sure of his inner thoughts.

"Oh? You think it's good?"

"Well, yes. Can you take a look?" Shen Xinlan turned her head and looked at Hong Qingbo at the next table.

Hong Qingbo is the only editor of the same age as him in the agency. He is only two years older than her, and he is also the person with whom we can talk easily.

"Okay, I'll take a look too." Hong Qingbo smiled and reached out to take the manuscript handed over by Shen Xinlan.

The manuscript was very thick, printed on a computer, and very heavy. This was Hong Qingbo’s first impression when he took over.

In this era, such a submission is very rare, and it can even be said to be the first computer-printed draft that Hong Qingbo took over.

Computers are still a very rare item, not only expensive, but also very difficult to maintain.

The most important thing is that when most people think of computers, the first thing they think of is science, research, science and engineering. Very few people who are engaged in writing will think of using computers. Not to mention using it, very few people have even come into contact with it or seen it.

This is also because the current view of computers is still too high-end. They are usually placed centrally, a special computer room is built, and someone has to be specially maintained, which is not an ordinary trouble.

Also, computers at this time still use the DOS operating system, and using any function requires special commands, the kind of text input.

As for typesetting, thanks to the god-level programmer Qiu Bojun, WPS was created by him alone, allowing Huaxia to lead the world in this field. This level is comparable to Wang Xu who rubs single crystal copper by hand.

Therefore, even if they have been exposed to computers, most liberal arts students will give up because the threshold is too high.

Therefore, the submissions received by "Contemporary" magazine are still mainly handwritten papers. Wang Xu's article was printed by a computer. The printing studio made it. In order to save paper and ink, they arranged the text densely, which is no different from a printed book.

Wang Xu's manuscripts made the editors very uncomfortable. There was always a feeling that they had already published the manuscripts and why should they submit any manuscripts?

Of course, computer typesetting has many benefits, but most of them are only for users, typesetters, not readers.

But at least the editor no longer has to worry about the author’s handwriting being too sloppy and difficult to read.

Recognizing sloppy fonts is the first professional skill that all copy editors must master.

Many editors who have just entered the position are directly beaten repeatedly by the author's strange fonts. Until the poison resistance reaches the standard, you are considered a formal editor.

However, editing is still the best career path for literature students. They sit in an office, are not afraid of wind and rain, earn a lot of money, speak politely and have dignity. It can be said that regardless of whether you are a man or a woman, as long as you say you are an editor, it is a high-quality stock, and you will get ten points when you find a partner.

Editors have a jingle that makes fun of their work,

Contributions are welcome, of any length.

The manuscript fee is favorable, and the quality is high and the price is high.

Open call for papers, open to the public.

Private appointment, personalized service.

We will respond to any manuscripts and refuse to be in the dark.

The final draft must be prepared and paid as soon as it arrives.

This jingle describes the basic life of the editorial department. If "draft" is replaced by "engagement", it is not the editorial department, but a nightclub. Therefore, hell and heaven are sometimes just one word difference.

Hong Qingbo slowly got used to the dense printed fonts. In fact, the font size is not small. It is larger than the printed book, and the spacing is wider. It is not difficult to read, but it is still much denser than the 400-character manuscript paper.

It will be fine when you read the book. This is a problem of subconscious expectations. You subconsciously think that this is a submission, so it should be loose, but in reality it is very tight, and you will feel awkward. But when you read a book, you won’t feel nervous. Your brain subconsciously adjusts your expectations.

The book is quite long, over 300,000 words, more than twice as long as the original version of The Legend of Wukong. The main reason is that Wang Xu actually made a lot of secondary creations. Rather than saying that he copied "The Legend of Wukong", it is better to say that he drew on the genre and writing style of "The Legend of Wukong" and imitated a "Westward Journey".

Therefore, when submitting the article, Wang Xu even thought about changing the name, but after all, a lot of content still came from "The Legend of Wukong", and Wang Xu chose to respect the original work.

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(I went to find a job this morning and started coding in the afternoon. I don’t think there will be more than four chapters. First update)