Chapter 80

Zou Ping was surprised: "It hasn't been a week yet, and it's sold out?"

Other colleagues said one after another: "You came late. We already received a call from the distribution office this morning.

They said this issue of 'Harvest' is selling too crazily, and the inventory was snapped up overnight, so we have to reprint it urgently."

Zou Ping was stunned and asked excitedly: "Is it the effect brought by 'To Live'?"

At this time, Chief Editor Liao walked out of the chief editor's office and interjected: "Besides 'To Live', who else could it be? The teacher's eye is as sharp as ever.

However, the book review by Mr. Yan Jiayan in the Youth Daily also played a crucial role, pushing 'To Live' to a new height at this critical node."

Who is Yan Jiayan?

Anyone who pays a little attention to the literary world should have heard of his great name. As a leading figure among the second generation of modern Chinese literature researchers, he is the author of "The Complete Works of Yan Jiayan."

His status in the literary criticism circle is absolutely at the level of an authority among authorities. Being able to have this big shot write a book review of several thousand words personally, the degree of favor might not be inferior to Master Ba, and his influence can be seen.

Zou Ping was most concerned about one thing: "Chief Editor, how many to reprint?"

Chief Editor Liao patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I just communicated with the teacher, and the teacher personally decided to add 300,000 copies."

"30... Heavens! 300,000 copies? So many?" Zou Ping, whose joy was visible in his face, was startled.

"Is it a lot?" Chief Editor Liao shook his head, not taking it seriously.

After all, "Harvest" magazine is a national-level literary journal on par with "People's Literature," and at its peak, it often sold over 1 million copies. What is a mere 300,000 copies?

In Chief Editor Liao's eyes, "To Live" has super high literary attainments, Master Ba personally backing it, and the super gimmick of "royalties," plus the entry of the master of the criticism circle, Mr. Yan Jiayan, which simply gathered all the right time, right place, and right people.

Haven't you seen the clamor of the news media outside?

In major newspapers across the country, hundreds of book reviews are published every day, and public opinion has been completely detonated.

If "To Live" still isn't a big hit like this, he can't imagine what the reason for it not being a hit is.

Zou Ping's eyes shone, feeling that his pattern was still too small. Master Ba is truly courageous!

Chief Editor Liao instructed Zou Ping: "The editorial department's phone has been blown up these past few days. Many readers are asking for December's personal information. You need to pay attention to confidentiality in this regard."

If it were normal times, he, as the chief editor, wouldn't care about these trivial matters.

But "To Live" is indeed heavy enough to be worth his attention.

In addition, the teacher seems to be paying a bit too much attention to December, which is a signal that makes people daydream.

Therefore, Chief Editor Liao put down his airs and almost did everything himself on the work "To Live."

Zou Ping hurriedly stated: "Don't worry, December once entrusted me, so I naturally won't tell anyone."

Chief Editor Liao nodded. "A lot of reader letters suddenly came from all over the country this morning, and it's estimated that a sack can't hold them. You go and handle it.

In addition, in response to the requests of the vast number of readers, you should put aside the work in your hands. While this wave of public opinion hasn't dissipated, you should go to Shaodong County as soon as possible to interview December about his creative journey in writing 'To Live', and get it published early."

Zou Ping felt ashamed upon hearing this. Last night, because of the various praises for "To Live" in the newspaper, he was a bit floating, drank a few more glasses, and was late for work by a full half hour this morning.

Just as Zou Ping turned to leave, Chief Editor Liao called him back: "By the way, I have a reader letter here; help me pass it on to December."

"Ah?"

Zou Ping was a bit dumbfounded. Sending a letter directly to the chief editor, and making the chief editor not dare to neglect it—what kind of awesome reader is this?

Chief Editor Liao seemed to see through his thoughts and laughed: "Don't guess randomly. The other party is also a literature lover and an old acquaintance of mine. You just need to hand it to December."

In less than a week, the magazine had to reprint 300,000 copies, reader letters could be packed in sacks, the editorial department's phone was blown up, and news newspapers had hundreds of various book reviews every day. Regardless of whether these comments were good or bad, they undoubtedly proved one thing:

A huge discussion army composed of many senior figures in the literary world and literature lovers is using "To Live" as a carrier to set off a surging frenzy in the Chinese literary world!

"To Live" is really a hit! Explosively hot!

Thinking of all this, Zou Ping's state last night came back, and he was a bit floating again.

Taking the letter from the chief editor, he took a careful look. It was just a very normal yellowish registered letter, and he didn't see anything different from the outside.

As for the content inside, whoa! That's not something he can care about.

Of course, he didn't dare to care. Otherwise, if the matter was exposed, not only would he offend an awesome writer like December, but he would also offend the chief editor and the chief editor's friends, and he might even lose his job.

There were really more reader letters than he could imagine. Thousands of various letters were densely spread on the desk. Zou Ping, who had been in the industry for 6 years and had never seen this scene, felt his scalp tingle. Fortunately, he was also a personal beneficiary of "To Live," so he patiently started the screening work.

He planned to carefully select 50 letters to take to Shaodong County, so that December could intuitively feel the current popularity.

Shaodong County, First Middle School.

"A December appeared in the Chinese literary world," this was the headline of the A-section news of the People's Daily.

These days, major newspapers across the country were competing to report on "To Live," but only the People's Daily didn't have any heavy news, which once made Li Heng, who was having a great time, a bit unhappy.

However, after 6 days, the People's Daily finally arrived late, and it didn't come if it didn't come, but once it did, it was the kind of discussion that set the tone.

Look! Look! What kind of headline is this? A December appeared in the Chinese literary world!

Is this kind of high praise something an ordinary person can afford?

Li Heng read this news five or six times, and he was comfortable, really comfortable!

This abnormal behavior of his attracted the attention of Sun Manning in the front row. The rich girl turned around and asked:

"Yeah! Li Heng, there will be the first mock exam in two days. Look at everyone in the class working hard.

Especially that Liu Yejiang, it is said that he stayed up all night in the toilet to study hard, just to overthrow you. Don't you have any sense of crisis?

And you're reading a broken newspaper every day?

And you read it many times. If someone didn't know, they would think you are the author of this famous 'To Live'."

Li Heng looked up and asked with a smile: "Yo! I underestimated you. You even know 'To Live'?"

"Cut!"

Sun Manning curled her lips: "I'm not a bookworm who doesn't listen to things outside the window. My dad has been studying 'To Live' for the past few days, and he even published several book reviews in the provincial newspaper, earning more than 30 yuan in manuscript fees."

Li Heng gave a thumbs up: "30 yuan is not a small amount, enough for my living expenses for half a year. Your dad is really amazing."

Sun Manning pouted and gossiped: "Do you know why my dad has been studying the novel 'To Live' day and night?"

Li Heng shook his head and made a gesture of listening carefully: "Why?"

The conversation between the two successfully attracted Song Yu's attention. The girl looked at the person who was greatly satisfied with his vanity with a faint smile in her eyes, and also quietly pricked up her ears. She was also curious why the principal was...

Sun Manning first asked: "You've been holding a newspaper and reading it every day these past few days, so do you know that Wang Shuo?"

Speaking of this person, Li Heng was a bit unhappy.

The other party had made a great name for himself in the literary world last year because of the publication of "Half is Fire, Half is Sea Water." He could have lived a good life, a big boss's life, but he just liked to make trouble. He had been attacking him in the newspaper every day this week.

For example, Wang Shuo's original words in the newspaper: saying that "To Live" cannot be counted as an excellent work, and he cannot resonate with it.

Saying that December has not really opened his inner world, and what he wrote is nothing more than a little fake association left after reading other people's works.

Saying that in China, there are plenty of writers more powerful than December, such as Yan Lianke, such as Liu Zhenyun.

Honestly, Li Heng was very depressed.

I have no grudges with you in the past and no recent grudges. You are in the north and I am in the south. We can't hit a pole in eight lifetimes. Is it necessary to publish comments in the newspaper to attack yourself one after another?

How much hatred is this?

His little violent temper was really sprayed out. If it weren't for the fact that he was busy preparing for the mock exam and had no time to write.

Otherwise, he would have to open a vest, intercept the "Stubborn Master" that this mouth-cannon king was proud of. It was only 40,000 words, and it could be done in a week or so.

He was actually very interested in seeing how this mouth-cannon king would view "Stubborn Master" at that time?

Is it derogatory?

Or is it praise?

Sun Manning lowered her voice and said: "My dad has been writing articles to scold Wang Shuo across the air these past few days. He likes 'To Live' very much and can't stand the other party's mindless spraying, so he wrote articles to fight back."

Li Heng blinked, inexplicably moved, and asked: "Then did you win the scolding?"

Sun Manning tilted her head and thought for a while, but still told the truth: "It seems that I didn't win the scolding, and I was sprayed miserably. For the past two days, he has been talking to himself and scolding dirty words at home.

My mom, my brother, and I were all scared and didn't dare to breathe, for fear of annoying him."

Sigh...

Li Heng sighed secretly and comforted: "It's normal not to win the scolding. People are professional at spraying people. Your dad's main job is principal. How can an amateur scold a professional? It's okay, go back and comfort your dad to relax his mentality."

Sun Manning turned her head to look at the classroom door and muttered another secret:

"Seeing my dad's disastrous defeat, the head teacher and the dean also joined in, and they are also writing articles to scold Wang Shuo."

Li Heng said: "Get it, loyal, this is the Three Heroes Fighting Lu Bu."

Sun Manning gathered her hair with her right hand and said: "I'm just worried that the Three Heroes can't fight Lu Bu. My dad said that the dean has a soft personality and is often chased and beaten by the music teacher at home. Writing articles to scold people is also not open."

Li Heng found it funny, but also felt a little distressed.

Damn it!

It seems that after the exam, I must open a small account. This small account does nothing but intercept "Stubborn Master," and seal the pen after writing.

Damn it, it doesn't take much time anyway.

After swearing two dirty words in a row, Li Heng said: "The teacher is here, let's have class."

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