The young man in glasses didn't notice his disobedience. His current situation was like StarCraft with a map full of computers on four sides, and he was shocked.

In fact, when many people are out of the matter, they may laugh at the young man at this moment, despise him for being so destined, or they actually believe the words of a child, and this child is meeting for the first time.

But the fact is that many people can only appear clear-headed when things are not related to themselves. Once they are involved, interests, pursuits, positions... many things will affect their judgment at that moment. Many people in high positions, or adults who have experienced a long time, cannot avoid the vulgarity, let alone this young man who seems extremely immature?

"My name is Anle." I had no idea what I was saying now, and I reached out to my hand in my glasses.

Yang Yi couldn't help but be happy. No one knew that some manuscripts that needed to test a business or an editor's comprehensive judgment were just memories of the life of his previous life, as well as major events in the year. Those words and phrases in summary articles were enough for him to make decisions that many people need to consider repeatedly.

Looking at Anle who was still standing still in a daze, Yang Yi smiled at him: "Well, that, you didn't consider whether it's reliable for me, a child, to say these words? What if I'm just a swearing around?"

The young reporter An Le was stunned again, obviously completely confused by Yang Yi's moves that did not follow the rules. After just a short self-introduction, he didn't know what to say.

Yang Yi said this now, of course, not just to amuse him. He took the initiative to bring up some things, which was much stronger than the other party's suspicion when he thought about it afterwards. Even if Anle missed some details because of surprise, it is hard to say that he would repeat it in his heart after Reason reaccepts the management rights of his brain.

“It’s nothing.”

Just when Yang Yi was about to explain a little and give him more confidence in himself, Anle waved his hand on his own: "Even if you don't count what you said, I will not lose anything. How can I know the result if I don't try some things? And being able to sit with these teachers is enough to explain some problems."

This answer was somewhat beyond Yang Yi's expectations. With a little surprise, the reborn man's eyes and peace. What he saw was a young man who had a mind to reply to Qingming Festival and regained his confidence. When the latter recalled this moment many years later, he described Yang Yi as a predator at the top of a biological chain, which was like a falcon. Even after many years, he still remembered the sinister chill.

As for now, Anle's head is full of gratitude.

Wu Junji seemed to have discussed the matter with Lao Tie. He saw that Yang Yi and An Le were very happy to talk in detail, and was very curious. The young reporter claimed that he had written a best-selling company and found Lao Tietou many times. He knew that he was not very optimistic about the manuscript because he didn't care much about it. But now he saw that Yang Yi seemed to have read the manuscript, so he became a little interested.

With so many people in the room, he was the only one who knew how caring Ji Tangdan was about this little disciple, and the performance of the boy deserved the attention of the old man. If he hadn't been making long-term plans for his own purpose, he had also deliberately misled everyone's impression of Yang Yi's work, I'm afraid that now, there are so many people in the tea room, so he would have to focus on this boy.

Then the issues that such children are concerned about will definitely not be the interest of ordinary children. Wu Junji felt that it was necessary to figure out what these two people said.

"Haha, junior brother, why, I'm talking well with reporter Xiao'an." Hears were accepted by everyone, but Wu Junji's attention was all on the manuscript in Yang Yi's hand. He had turned about half of the pages, which proved that Yang Yi had roughly read this manuscript and was quite interested.

This young man himself is a good writer, and Ji Tangdan affirmed his articles. So this manuscript must be a bit unique in his eyes. Wu Junzhi didn't mind targeting Yang Yi and gaining something else.

"Yes, I just read the manuscript of reporter An and found it quite interesting." Yang Yi smiled so hard that people and animals were harmless, and he also took the initiative to hand over the manuscript in his hand: "I read some of it, it's well written. Why is that Teacher Tie... Oh, no, the editor doesn't accept it?"

While speaking, he handed over the manuscript and glanced at Anle without a trace.

If it was half an hour ago, he would not be so alert to Wu Junji, but after seeing this man's inexplicable actions, Yang Yi would have no choice but to be on guard. So when he saw him coming to ask, he would simply mention this section and play hard to get. By the way, he also had some intention of testing Anle. If this young reporter understood what he meant and cooperated next, Yang Yi would rather do this book.

Anle did not disappoint him, and smiled respectfully at Wu Junji and said, "You are Teacher Wu. I heard that you and Editor-in-Chief Tie are good friends. Can you please read this manuscript and give me a few more words?"

"Oh, what manuscript can make you think it's good?" Wu Junzhi slapped and felt relieved. He knew a little about the content of this manuscript from Lao Tie. At this time, he came here mainly to test Yang Yi's opinion. When he heard him say this, he didn't agree.

As a child, no one is curious, so when he sees this new type of documentary form, he should be more interested. However, he must be more convincing than Bu Lao Tie when he says the publication of the picture. Thinking of this, Wu Junji didn't take this seriously.

After being interrupted by him, Yang Yi and Anle would not be able to continue to talk further. Pu Yuan and others probably finished the game just now. They were in high spirits, so someone stood up and called out, "Today is Lao Wu's place. Why? It's past eleven o'clock now, what are you going to make arrangements?"

This arrangement is naturally to have a meal. In the circle of literati, if it is a good party of three or three, it is generally not up to date. Either you can go to an old shop with good things or set up a few side dishes at your home. On the contrary, this kind of serious event invitation is to go to a big restaurant.

It is natural for literati to have good tea, wine and delicious food.

"Yeye yeye, I called you here today, why didn't you arrange some good scenes?" Wu Junji smiled cheerfully, and ignored Tieshi's sneer there.

Someone next to him started to cheer, "Lao Tie, you won't go, it's not right to Lao Wu anyway."

Tieshi snorted: "Are you the opposite of him? It's really interesting to say this."

Seeing that the quarrel was about to start again, Pu Yuan couldn't stand it and coughed lightly: "Okay, okay, you two, you two will quarrel together. Have a good meal together, so everyone is unhappy." He is the central figure among this group of people, an elder. Although he really likes Wu Junji to be fair, he can't watch the people in a unit and cause trouble in front of the juniors.

Wu Junji still smiled kindly, not competing with Tieshi at all, but he didn't know that his own behavior made Yang Yi even more alert. A person who can really be so gentle and elegant that he is not contaminated with any fireworks is either a sage or a traitor or a traitor.

Judging from Ji Tangdan’s attitude towards this person, it seems that the latter is more likely!

After greeting everyone, Wu Junji turned around and looked at Yang Yi kindly: "Junior brother, today I was going to take you to meet the teachers, but you can't be missing! Just in the old Yang family restaurant, I have eaten the most popular specialty restaurant in our city several times, which is no worse than Zhiweiju."

Uh, Yang Yi suddenly felt a little facial paralysis and didn't know how to evaluate it, but he couldn't joke with people, "Welcome to contribute to our family"? So he shook his head and refused: "I really can't go. Uncle Wu, you know, you have to prepare something to go to the teacher when you go back."

Wu Junji wanted to persuade him again, but Yang Yi's attitude was more firm. After doubting the former's character, Yang Yi felt that he had to go home and prepare to be on guard. Seeing that Yang Yi insisted, Wu Junji sighed helplessly: "Then look at this matter. I originally wanted to introduce you to gather with a few senior teachers, but you didn't have time..."

Didn’t you say it at the beginning without time? Yang Yi complained, and this is your way to recommend it? Just picking up the most boring parts of my novel and picking them out for people to see is really a good intention.

Yang Yi was not angry at all about this man belittled his novel in disguise, but doubted what his intention was.

Although I still can't see clearly for a while now.

After saying hello to the few people present, Yang Yi said goodbye politely. What he didn't expect was that Tie Shi, who had been sending farewell to Wu Jun, actually got up with him.

After the two left, among the remaining people, except Ning Yuan and another writer who pulled him over, no one else expressed any of them.

Although Wu Junji's reputation is not very good, he is good at human nature and the saying that he does not hit people with smiles is still quite reasonable. On the contrary, although Tieshi is honest, he should offend many colleagues in the circle because of his big mouth. Now that he sees him leaving, several of them feel much more relaxed.

An Le, the reporter who suddenly broke in, was much more confident when he received Yang Yi's letter of introduction than when he first came. Now that he saw Yang Yi leaving, he refused Wu Jun's formal invitation and hurried out.

Behind him, Lao Tie, the editor-in-chief of a certain publishing house, was also a little absent-minded at this time. He turned his head from time to time to look at the happy back outside the window, with a deep look.

...

Outside the tea room, the lakeside path of Xiuhu, the old and the young were standing, Yang Yi who left first, and Tie Shi who was not very sociable. At this moment, the latter was sneering and reminding Yang Yi: "Hey, little guy, I don't know what your relationship with the surname Wu. But even for your teacher's sake, don't get along with him... By the way, Mr. Ji is really your teacher?"

Yang Yi didn't know what expression was appropriate to use when he looked at the person in front of him. Judging from the other party's tone, he didn't treat him as a child or junior. In short, he was very casual. But no matter what, even if Tieshi said so out of long-term grudges, he should thank this person.

Anyway, this person is still kind to him.

Tie Shi, who was quite biased with this personality but was actually honest, waved away and gave Anle, who was chasing him, and told him that the editor he knew was from Yangyi Culture, and he did not immediately surprise the young reporter's eyes.

"Are you talking about this phone number? Is it from Yangyi Publishing and Editorial Room?" Anle swallowed hard, unable to believe that such a good thing could fall on his head.

"Yes, it's the second part of the editorial department, who is specifically responsible for the best-selling editor." Yang Yi's reaction to Anle was a little strange. Since Rogo incorporated Siyue's valuation into Yangyi Culture, Yang Yi has made a reform of the renamed Yangyi publishing based on the Kotanshe model. In terms of dispersed manuscripts, the editorial department attaches great importance to it from the bottom.

Yang Yike didn't want to tell Tanshe that the tragedy of Akira Toriyama also happened in his Yangyi culture.

So when Anle was at a loss at the moment, she looked like she was not standing or sitting, and the boy was puzzled: "According to my understanding of this publishing house, they still attach great importance to some unfamous newcomers and literary lovers who have submitted past dispersions, and their reputation is also good. Why didn't you look for them at the beginning?"

Anle smiled bitterly with grievance: "Why didn't it? It's because this publishing house has made a lot of popularity. It is said that the authors are treated very well. The first time I submitted the article was to them, but two months passed and there was no response. Isn't the general response time of the publishing house about a month?"

Yang Yi immediately knew the problem. It was precisely because Yangyi Culture and Yangyi's publication became famous that manuscripts sent in once flocked to us. Especially for the editors of the second and fourth departments, due to the nature of the reception, it is common for two days of overtime on weekends.

"Forget it, there is no need to say this anymore. Just call this and report my name." Yang Yi waved his hand: "This editor-in-chief is Ge Ligaoli. He is not old. You should have a common topic. So that's it. If you have the chance to chat in the future... Sorry, I'll answer a call."

Yang Yi, who was interrupted by the ringtone of the cell phone, made an apologetic expression to Anle, and then Shi Shiran took out his cell phone.

The young reporter opposite was no longer in the strength to be surprised at this time, although he understood very well what the thing in front of him meant.

You know, even the editor-in-chief of your own newspaper has not yet been able to use this trendy thing.

On the other end of the phone, the old man Shen Songzhi's tone sounded quite unkind, just like taking a gun: "Is it Yang Yi? Come here quickly, come here in my studio, and solve the trouble you have caused by yourself!"
Chapter completed!