After opening the door, Yan Chen smiled and waved at Li Wenhe, "Then he asked carefully, 'Does Mr. Guo have any instructions for the editorial department of our Poetry Magazine?'"
"No instructions! It's just that after Mr. Guo saw the featured poem "A Generation" in your Poetry Magazine today, he had some unpleasant things to say!"
Li Wenhe handed over the envelope and said goodbye, "I have something else to do, so I'll go back first. Mr. Guo's words are inside, you can read them for yourselves!"
As soon as Li Wenhe left, all the editors in the editorial department started arguing again.
"Mr. Guo is going too far! Even if he really doesn't like Haizi's poems, there's no need to do this. I guess what he wrote in the envelope must be a threat to our Poetry Magazine editorial office, telling us not to publish Haizi's poems anymore."
"Editor-in-chief, we absolutely cannot compromise! At worst, we can take the case to the Writers Association. If the Writers Association doesn't work, we can take it to the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, or to the National Academy..."
…
Editor-in-chief Yan Chen said sternly: "Be quiet! We haven't seen Mr. Guo's letter yet, why are you all so excited?"
Although Yan Chen also thought that there would be nothing good in Mr. Guo’s letter, he still had to control the editors’ emotions.
Li Ying stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Editor-in-Chief Yan, Haizi was a poet I brought up. If Mr. Guo really has any objections, I will go to his house in person to apologize and explain to him!"
"Comrade Li Ying! There's no need to do this. Let's first take a look at what Mr. Guo said in the letter. If he really wants to make things difficult for us and Haizi, then we can think of a countermeasure!"
As he spoke, Chief Editor Yan Chen opened the envelope and took out the letter inside.
I had thought it would be a lengthy rebuke and warning, but unexpectedly, after opening it, there were only two simple lines of words.
“A Generation is a good poem! Haizi is an excellent poet.”
Editor-in-chief Yan Chen read out these words with great excitement, and then shouted even more excitedly, "Comrades! Mr. Guo did not blame us, let alone rebuke Haizi. Instead, he recognized the poem "A Generation" and the poet Haizi!"
"Ah? Really! This is incredible. Why did Mr. Guo suddenly change his opinion of Haizi?"
"It must be because the poem 'A Generation' is so powerful? It conquered Mr. Guo as well?"
"Yes, yes, yes! Just reading one sentence from "A Generation" can give people a spiritual shock that is absolutely incomparable!"
"Great! Does this mean that Haizi has been personally recognized by the mainstream literary masters in China?"
"That doesn't count! After all, Mr. Ba Jin is the chairman of the Writers Association, and Mr. Qian Zhongshu is still around..."
"Don't these two old gentlemen also appreciate and like Haizi's "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms"?"
"But they haven't said what they think of Generations yet?"
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Just as the editorial department was arguing, the person delivering the letter from the Writers Association arrived.
He looked around the door and shouted inside: "Comrade, is this the editorial office of Poetry Magazine? I'm from the Chinese Writers Association, and I'm here to deliver a letter from Mr. Ba and Mr. Qian..."
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