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Chapter 550: The job is set, Zheng Juan’s heart is moved(1/2)

 Some of the poems Zhou Chen gave to Shao Jingwen were excerpted from poems by famous poets in the real world, and some were poems he wrote based on his own sentiments.
He is very aware of his own poetry level. It is estimated that it would be difficult for him to even achieve a passing grade in the modern poems he wrote.
But some of the poems that were borrowed from them are definitely the best among the best. Even decades later, they are widely circulated and even included in textbooks.
Those few fine poems were also carefully selected by Zhou Chen. Today is a special era after all. As long as the poems involve the slightest bit of politics, he will not choose them. He will naturally not choose other poems that are overtly satirical or implicit.
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Shao Jingwen was completely moved by Zhou Chen's poems, especially when he saw one of the poems, his eyes filled with excitement.
"This, this poem, was really written by you?"
Zhou Chen stretched his head and saw that the poem Shao Jingwen was pointing to on the page turned out to be "Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Bloom".
"Yes, Teacher Shao, this poem was indeed written by me."
This poem can be said to be one of the best poems in this book. Even decades later, this poem is still very famous, and its meaning is even more thought-provoking.
"Okay, okay."
Shao Jingwen repeatedly praised him. Although he felt that Zhou Chen should not have such experience at his age, but as a literati, he also knew that sometimes poetry relies on talent and inspiration. People with talent can do it once inspiration comes.
Produce good poetry.
This poem was so good that he didn't know what words to use to express his excitement for a while.
As a literati, what he desires most is to encounter a good poem, and this poem is exactly the good poem he dreams of.
In addition to this poem, there are many other poems in the book, some of which are excellent.
Shao Jingwen was so excited that he almost couldn't contain his emotions. He didn't even eat a bite, completely immersed in Zhou Chen's works.
After reading these poems, Shao Jingwen took another notebook and carefully read the novel written by Zhou Chen.
This novel is an original novel written by Zhou Chen based on his own experience, about war, love, and feelings about family and country during the Anti-Japanese War.
In this era, the model of writing online articles for later generations will definitely not work. Fortunately, Zhou Chen's rhetorical skills are pretty good now. Although it may not have strong literary value, the plot characteristics are still very good.
I have only written the beginning of the novel for the time being, with a total of tens of thousands of words, but Shao Jingwen also read it with gusto.
Zhou Chen did not disturb Shao Jingwen. After eating, he waited quietly.
This wait lasted for more than an hour.
"Teacher Shao, what do you think?"
Shao Jingwen took off his glasses, rubbed his sore eyes, and praised: "Xiao Zhou, these poems you wrote are really good, especially "Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Blooming" and "Love Life"
, it is definitely a masterpiece and an excellent work that can be passed down to future generations.”
Zhou Chen was immediately in awe. He didn't know what Shao Jingwen's literary level was, but the fact that he could recognize the two best poems at a glance was enough to show that he had a strong appreciation level.
"As for this novel, the plot has ups and downs, and although its literary value is slightly low, for someone of your age, it is already very good to be able to write such a novel."
Novels are different from short stories. Short stories can be constantly revised and every word is considered, but full-length novels require strong control and do not require every sentence to be full of gorgeous words.
Shao Jingwen was amazed in his heart. He did not expect that the person he met on the way would be so outstanding. If he was further cultivated, he would surely become an outstanding literary author in the literary world in the future, and he could not help but develop a love for talent.
"Thank you, Teacher Shao. Your recognition is the greatest comfort to me." Zhou Chen said excitedly and gratefully.
Shao Jingwen cleared his throat and asked: "Xiao Zhou, it would be a shame if such excellent poems and stories were not published so that more people could see them. Have you ever thought about publishing them?"
Zhou Chen was even more happy: "Teacher Shao, do you mean that all of my works can be published?"
Shao Jingwen said: "You can't say that. A few years ago, these works of yours could have been published, but now the situation is a bit special. It is better not to publish many of your poems to avoid being lost to the public.
Really, do you understand what I mean?"
Zhou Chen nodded solemnly, "Teacher Shao, I understand what you mean. I just like writing. I don't know much about national affairs. I'm afraid I'll offend taboos. Please give me some advice."
"certainly."
Shao Jingwen agreed with a smile. Although he met Zhou Chen for the first time, these works of Zhou Chen had completely moved him and made him have a strong impression of Zhou Chen. Of course, he would not bear to see Zhou Chen go astray.
road.
"You see, for example, this song, according to our opinion, is actually okay, but considering the current situation, I think it needs to be changed. If it is really difficult to change, then I suggest not to publish it; and
This song..., this sentence in this song is also somewhat problematic."
Zhou Chen listened carefully. Shao Jingwen has always lived in this era, and he also enjoys his old age in the TV series. This shows that he is not only outstanding in ability, but also the sensitive aspects of national affairs are definitely worth learning.
The two chatted for a long time, but no one from the hotel came to rush them. The more they talked, the more Shao Jingwen felt that Zhou Chen's knowledge was not what he should have at this age, and he became more satisfied and appreciative.
"Bingkun, where do you work now?"
Zhou Chen replied: "Teacher Shao, I haven't joined the workforce yet. Our family is a working-class family, with three children in total. My eldest brother and my sister have responded to the country's call to go to the countryside. I am the only one in the family now. Street leaders
They haven’t arranged a job for me yet.”
"Oh, that's right. You haven't joined the workforce yet, so you shouldn't be too old."
Shao Jingwen was a little surprised. He thought Zhou Chen had already joined the work.
"Just turned seventeen."
"Seventeen years old? You are really young and promising."
Shao Jingwen looked surprised. He thought that Zhou Chen should be young, but he didn't expect Zhou Chen to be so young.
Being seventeen years old means that Zhou Chen has never gone to college or even high school, but he can have such profound knowledge and write such beautiful and allegorical poems. He is simply a genius among geniuses.
Thinking of this, the solicitation in his heart became even more intense, so he asked tentatively: "Bingkun, although it is the first time for you to meet us today, I think we are very compatible. Your talent in literature is very outstanding. If
Just being a worker would be a bit unfair. I would like to invite you to our publishing house to work as a copy editor. What do you think?"
Zhou Chen looked 'surprised': "Teacher Shao, can I do it? Will the street leaders agree?"
Shao Jingwen smiled and said: "If you have been assigned to a unit, it will be a bit troublesome. But if you haven't entered the unit yet, it will be different. As long as the president of our club agrees, you should have great hope.
Able to join the publishing house as an editor."
"And in addition to the normal work of editing, you can also write poems and articles. If they are published, you can also get reprinting fees, which is no worse than working in a factory."
Not only is it no worse than working in a factory, it's much better, but you definitely can't say this openly.
Zhou Chen hesitated and said, "Can I really do that?"
Shao Jingwen said: "I don't think you have a problem. If you don't object, I can help you tell the president. I hope it is very high."
He was worried that the magazine he was responsible for had no talent, so Zhou Chen fell from the sky. As long as Zhou Chen was willing, he would ask the president to help find a position even if he had to risk his face.
Zhou Chen was overjoyed. If Shao Jingwen took the initiative to say this, it would definitely be much better than if he said it himself.
"Teacher Shao, can I ask, if I go to work in a publishing house, will there be a staff establishment? I personally don't care much about it, but what my parents care about most is the staff establishment. If there is no staff establishment, I'm afraid they won't agree."
Shao Jingwen thought it was some big deal. When he heard it was this, he immediately said: "Leave this to me. I guarantee that as long as you go to the publishing house, it will be well organized."
Many people are paying attention to the establishment of the publishing house, but as a magazine editor, he still has some rights. The publishing house is still short of people. Even if there is no shortage of people, he will fire one to make room for Zhou Chen.
He doesn't want to offend anyone, but he's not afraid of offending them either. There are too many idle people in publishing houses now. It's hard to find a talented person, so he won't let him go.
Zhou Chen was even happier after receiving Shao Jingwen's assurance, but for the sake of success, he spoke again.
"Teacher Shao, will this trouble you too much?"
"No trouble, this is my job. Your excellent literary talent cannot be wasted."
"Thank you, thank you very much, Teacher Shao."
"Bingkun, you don't have to be so polite. I will handle this matter for you tomorrow. You will leave me an address later. If the matter is completed, I will go directly to inform you."
Zhou Chen immediately tore off a piece of paper and wrote his home address.
"Mr. Shao, I don't know the specific work of an editor, but in addition to writing poems and stories, I can also speak English and Russian. Will this help my work?"
Shao Jingwen was shocked: "Do you know English and Russian?"
These days, there are really very few people in China who can speak foreign languages. At least Shao Jingwen himself doesn’t understand it. He can only speak a few sentences in English, but not one sentence in Russian.
Zhou Chen said: "I have learned English before. I learned Russian by myself, but it is not as good as English."
Shao Jingwen asked: "What is your English level? Can you communicate with foreigners? Can you translate English materials into Chinese?"
"There is no problem in communicating with foreigners in English, and there is no problem in translating. I can tell Teacher Shao an English article now. Listen."
"…………"
Next, Zhou Chen recited an article in standard spoken English. After Shao Jingwen listened, he didn't know how serious it was, and he didn't understand it, but he had a special feeling.
To be continued...
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