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The story continues.

The little girl polished the match for the second time.

This time she saw roasted goose with its stomach filled with apples and plums, bubbling with aroma.

Even better, the roast goose fell off the plate with a knife and fork on its back, and walked towards the little girl.

And at this time, the match went out again, and only a wall remained in front of it.

The roasted goose just now disappeared again without a trace.

Guo Feng was touched again.

He even thought how nice it would be if the matches wouldn't go out!

How great it would be if fantasies could come true!

The little girl lit a match for the third time.

This time she saw herself sitting under a beautiful Christmas tree, which was so big that it could hold thousands of candles!

There are also many beautiful colorful pictures hanging on it, exactly like those in the shop window.

Guo Feng knew that this was another little girl's hallucination.

Sure enough, after the matches went out again, the Christmas tree disappeared.

Guo Feng can deeply feel the helplessness and loneliness of the little girl.

This feeling made him sad and heartache.

The little girl polished another match.

This time, matches illuminated all around.

Grandma appeared in the light, so gentle, so loving.

Grandma picked up the little girl and held her in her arms, and the two of them flew away in light and happiness, flying higher and higher, to a place where there was no cold, no hunger, and no pain.

Early the next morning, the little girl froze to death in the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Next to her, there was a pile of burning matchsticks.

No one knows what beautiful things she once saw, how happy she used to be....

End of story.

Guo Feng was shocked.

Realism and fiction alternate, cold reality and little girl's beautiful fantasy intertwined!

He showed the pity, sadness, and helplessness of the little girl to the fullest!

Obviously a happy holiday - big Chinese New Year's Eve!

She died coldly on this day.

The tragic fate of the little girl made Guo Feng's heart turbulent.

He couldn't describe his mood at the moment.

After more than ten seconds of trance, Guo Feng finally came to his senses.

Such an ending is too cruel for fairy tales.

But such a cruel and tragic story is real.

There are literally children in the world who die of hunger and cold.

Guo Feng is very contradictory.

It's a good story, but it's too sad for a good fairy tale.

I don't know if it suits their fairy tale section in this issue.

"I posted an article in the group, everyone help take a look."

Guo Feng couldn't make up his mind and copied the article and sent it to their group's working group.

Everyone opened the group message and looked at it.

Ten minutes later....

Everyone finished reading the whole story and looked at each other.

Each can see sadness and shock in each other's eyes.

"This story is so well written, I feel that I can use him to fill the vacancy left by Qin Hui."

"Guo Feng, this article should not have been written by Qin Hui, right? Didn't he sign us up?

"This style of writing is not the work of Qin Hui at first glance, should it be Wang Qing?"

"Not him, this style should not be the author of our website."

Everyone

looked at Guo Feng, waiting for his answer.

"This should have been written by a new author."

Guo Feng said.

"New author?"

"Wouldn't you? Such a good writing!

"A little strong! I feel like I can show it to the editor-in-chief!

"I don't know if the editor-in-chief can get by!"

"If you can't pass this, there is no way, after reading the manuscript for so long, this is the best I have seen!"

"I feel the same way, I don't feel like I'm going to see such a good story in the future."

"I think it's much stronger than Qin Hui's writing!"

After discussion, everyone unanimously decided to let Guo Feng show it to the editor-in-chief.

"Editor-in-chief, I saw a submitted article in the mailbox, and after discussion with our group, I decided to show it to you to see if it could fill the gap in the works of the Shangqin Society."

Guo Feng took the printed article and knocked on the editor-in-chief's office.

"Who wrote it?"

The editor-in-chief looked displeased.

"A new man."

Guo Feng said.

"You took the newcomer's work?"

"I thought it was the work of some great writer!"

"Can a newcomer's work catch up with Qin Hui's work?"

The editor-in-chief snorted coldly.

"Editor-in-chief, would you like to take a look first?"

Guo Feng handed the printed document to the editor-in-chief.

Everyone thinks this article is good, and it would be a pity if the editor-in-chief made such a conclusion without even reading it and missed this article.

When many people mention newcomers, they will have a feeling of disdain.

But who is not newcomer?

Besides, there are many examples of newcomers whose first work is amazing!

"Okay."

The editor-in-chief glanced at Guo Feng, and then picked up the document on the table and looked at it.

Ten minutes later....

"Are you sure this was written by a new author?"

The editor-in-chief asked with a frown.

"Indeed."

Guo Feng nodded.

"Contact him."

"Just use this article to fill in the vacancy of the Qin Society."

"The last issue of the magazine made a preview, which will cause dissatisfaction among some readers, and we must be prepared to be complained about in this issue."

"However, I feel that this article may have an unexpected effect."

The editor-in-chief thought thoughtfully.

Although it is the work of a newcomer, the quality of the work is high enough.

The writing is also very novel!

The market needs these new things to emerge.

"Really? That's great!

Guo Feng said excitedly.

The big trouble is finally solved!

"Hurry up and get in touch."

"In case people also vote for other websites, it is not good to be rushed by others."

The editor-in-chief said to Guo Feng.

Finally, there is an article that can fill this gap, and if she misses it again, she is really going to be angry.

Guo Feng should go down.

Quickly returning to his desk, the author of "The Little Girl Who Sold Matches" goes by the pseudonym Xingchen, and his penguin number is attached to the email.

Guo Feng quickly added, and attached the meaning: "Hello Xingchen, I am Guo Feng, the editor in charge of Huaxia Literature, and your manuscript "The Little Girl Who Sold Matches" has been drafted. "

The process of waiting for the other party to pass can be said to be very tormenting.

When the editor-in-chief reminded him just now, he also began to worry.

What if Shen Yi's manuscript is approved in advance by other websites?

Thinking of this, he quickly searched for several keywords in the browser for "Little Girl Who Sold Matches".

After confirming that there was no article, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Hurry up and pass!

............

When Shen Yi returned home, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon, took out his mobile phone and ordered a takeaway, and saw a friend application.

He remembered that three or four days had passed since he had submitted works on the Huaxia Literature Network, and only then did he reply.

Shen Yi agreed to the friend application.

The other party immediately sent a message.

"Hello! I am Guo Feng, the editor-in-charge of Huaxia Literature Network! Congratulations on passing the final judging of your work "The Little Girl Who Sold Matches"!

"Your work will be published in the next issue of the magazine, as well as on our website."

Guo Feng waited for Shen Yi to agree, staring at his phone all the time.

Seeing the reminder passed by his friend, he quickly sent the edited content to Shen Yi.