"New Year's Special Issue."

Liu Qingqing saw Huang Shengnan staring at the magazine at her hand and handing it over. "This issue published last year's award-winning works, which are all very good articles."

Huang Shengnan took it and looked it up. The article Li Dong in the winning prose was listed. Huang Shengnan pointed, and Li Dong stretched out his head to look at his article, low-key, Guo Xiujiao stretched out his head to look at it in confusion.

"Li Dong?"

Guo Xiujiao muttered. "Why is it the same as your name?"

"That's just one person."

Huang Shengnan didn't hide it, and Li Dong was embarrassed to speak. He was so low-key. Comrade Huang Shengnan, we can't be so high-profile. It's indispensable. Li Dong was reserved for a moment, but he was still discovered. There's no way. The LED lights in the dark night are too bright.

"I just wrote it casually, but I didn't expect it to be in the eyes of the editorial department."

"It's really your article Li Dong."

Guo Xiujiao looked at some of the addresses, which were so detailed. The production team had marked them all. Li Dong could not help but take out the production team's letter of introduction. The address was exactly the same. Oh, really, why did Comrade Huang Sheng expose himself?

"It's really you."

"That's amazing."

Liu Qingqing was also surprised. She thought that writer Li Dong was just publishing articles in some small magazines and small journals, but she didn't expect to be on People's Literature and received the top ten essays of the year from last year.

This made Liu Qingqing look up high. People's literature, who love literature, don't know. Many of them are everyone.

"Comrade Li Dong, you are not here to receive the award this time, right?"

"This is not the case. I wrote a novel a few days ago."

Li Dong said with a smile. "It is the first novel since writing. I wanted to submit it, but I didn't expect the editorial team to invite me to come and discuss the publication."

“Fiction published?”

This is even more awesome. Although Guo Xiujiao is not a literary lover, she knows that publishing novels is amazing, especially long ones.

"The novel, Comrade Li Dong, you are so awesome."

"In fact, it can only be considered as a novella."

Li Dong said embarrassedly. "I didn't have much experience writing for the first time, but I didn't expect that I was recognized by the editorial team, and I was very excited." This time, Li Dong was really not very concerned about the amount of the bonus, but mainly came here to thank some Mr. Wu Guanzhong and Mr. Qi Gong.

Then, two old men will draw three or five paintings and write three or five copies for themselves. It is beneficial for older people to exercise more, so they bring gifts to each other and exchange gifts. Everyone will walk in front of relatives in the future.

Liu Qingqing was really shocked by Li Dong. She has published medium-length novels and people's literature, but without exception, they are all top-notch masterpieces. Not to mention the national sensation, at least there is a lot of influence in the circle.

I really didn't expect that Li Dong, a educated youth who had never been to college, could write such a good article.

"Comrade Li Dong, you know how to write poetry. All the classmates in our dormitory like poetry."

Compared with novels and prose, Guo Xiujiao likes poetry more, and most of the classmates in her dormitory like poetry too. Although Liu Qingqing is a literary youth, she loves literature, but she also likes poetry very much.

"I don't write much poetry."

As he said that, Li Dong said two poems he published in Xingxing Poetry Magazine. "It's not well written."

"A generation, it turned out to be written by you."

Guo Xiujiao was very excited. "We liked this poem very much, especially our teacher, who even recited it during class."

“Facing the sea, it’s good to have a spring blooming.”

Liu Qingqing actually read it, but she didn't pay much attention to the author at that time. After all, Li Dong had never published any poems before and was not a celebrity. He remembered it after he said this.

"What a coincidence."

Guo Xiujiao laughed and said, "Comrade Li Dong, you have to write me a signature and tell me the classmates when you go back and tell me, they might believe that I am so lucky. They actually took the same train with a great poet and writer, and were still using the same private room."

"What a great poet, who is writing about it."

Li Dong said that he was reading this poem aloud at the commune party and made a joke.

Li Dong's identity was exposed, and everyone chatted more enthusiastically. He kept talking at around nine o'clock and then went to bed after digesting the food in his stomach. The next morning, Li Dong woke up Huang Shengnan. "Get up quickly, I bought meat buns."

"Have everyone outside got off the bus?"

"Not yet, I bought it after a lot of effort."

Huang Shengnan said with a smile, the two lunch boxes were filled with meat buns, which was really difficult for her. Li Dong glanced at the crowded people outside. "Oh, I'm so tired." Guo Xiujiao came in and saw the buns on the table.

"I wanted to buy some, too."

Guo Xiujiao held the Aquarius with a bitter face. "I didn't walk over."

"Yes, there are too many people."

Liu Qingqing almost squeezed out of the toilet after washing her face.

Li Dongxin said that he was the only one sleeping in love, and all the girls got up. "Why didn't you call me? I'm a man. Leave it to me for buying breakfast."

But now it’s too late to say this, so eat meat buns first. Thinking about it, the dry vegetables I brought with me also seasonings. "It’s great to have boiled water. I’ll make some vegetable soup for you."

Not to mention that the vegetable soup tastes really good, the soup ingredients are so good, it’s a fresh stroke.

"Comrade Li Dong, you have a lot of good things."

"It's OK, it's given by the main readers."

Li Dong is a child writer, and nowadays, children are willing to give it more than adults. Children never make free sex. They don’t even say they buy books and send gifts, unlike some things that are free to eat and scold people.

"real."

Li Dong also writes children's literature, he is so talented.

“It’s a pity that the trains were not sold in childhood.”

"I've brought it."

Huang Shengnan took out children's literature from his canvas bag. Not only several books were available, but Li Dong was very surprised. Guo Xiujiao and Liu Qingqing borrowed it to read it, and they were very amazed.

"How did you think of these things? It's so amazing."

After reading the first article thirty years later, the two of them were amazed.

"I can't believe the video call thousands of miles away."

"And there are high-speed rails, will they really be available nationwide?"

"Everyone has a computer, it's incredible."

These things that are taken for granted by later generations are simply incredible in this year.

As for the article Three Hundred Years, it completely surpasses their imagination and is completely incredible.

Why did this mind think of these? I don’t understand some theoretical things at all. It involves some later knowledge here.

"Maybe this is the writer."

Liu Qingqing sighed, indeed, writers are not ordinary people, they are too imaginative, and they are far behind.

Li Dong didn't know that the two of them were thinking a lot, and they muttered in their hearts why Huang Shengnan brought so much children's literature.

No, Li Dong decided to protect himself. He always felt that this box was a bit dangerous. He was deeply trapped in a pure man. Why did he fall asleep last night? He had a sore waist in the morning.

In the morning, Li Dong chatted, played cards, sorted out his notebook, went to Beijing to do something, and the first major thing to finalize the publication. Of course, he must keep the copyright. Maybe one day it will be made into a movie or a TV series, so I will have to eat it.

Another person asked about Mr. Wu Guanzhong and Mr. Qi Gong. I must thank him, what a good person.

Another one goes to the cultural relics store and Taoteng to order ornaments. The newly ordered Bo Ancient Shelf in the farm is a bit big and needs to order ornaments. Another one is to take some photos of this era.

Another thing to ask about the affairs of the sixth master's son Han Xingbang, and of course there is another important task. Visit Huang Shengnan's mother and grandfather. Welcome some old overseas Chinese to let the elderly feel the friendship of the Chinese people. The fastest update is mobile::

Finally, it is best to meet Xiaojuan's mother. After all, she is her mother. Li Dong is not a stepfather. At least you can't eat or touch it. The fastest update is computer::/

I came to Beijing for speculation and refusal, and there were a lot of things. Li Dong wrote a piece of paper. Of course, when I wrote it, I deal with sensitive words such as speculation and refusal. Is it still mixed with some English? Others are absolutely confused when they find a notebook.

“It’s time to have lunch.”

After a section of Henan, people went down a little, and the dining car finally had a small seat. Li Dong waved his hand and prepared to treat him. "Order a few dishes, let's have some wine."

"I won't."

"It doesn't matter, drink whatever you want, how much you can drink." Li Dongxin said that girls should drink more if they don't know how to drink, especially with a pure and kind man like him, there is no need to be afraid at all.

Li Dong smiled and said, when he arrived at the dining car, the whole dining car was full of people.

"What's going on? It's not time for dinner yet, why are there so many people?"

"Yes, there weren't so many people just now."

I just arrived at the first major station and got off the restaurant. I was not a human being, so I might not come to the dining car.

"What's going on?"

"Two foreigners."

What to do when ordering, the food truck waiter couldn't understand at all.

Guo Xiujiao and Liu Qingqing looked at each other. "I learned to perform."

“I learned to dance.”

After saying that, the two of them lowered their heads, which was so embarrassing that the two college students failed in English.
To be continued...