But if I have more works in the future, I will submit them to your Poetry Magazine."
"Ah? That...that's really a pity."
Editor Li Ying looked at Lin Huowang with great regret and disappointment, and then at Liu Rumeng with a smile on her face. She felt envious and a little empty in her heart.
She originally thought that she could work with the great poet who wrote "Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Blooming" in a magazine in the future.
result……
But there was such a shocking reversal that the hope in my heart was lost and the light in my eyes faded.
"Don't be so absolute! Comrade Lin Huowang, you are still young and have always lived in the rural areas of Northeast China.
Don't you want to go to the capital and spend some time where the red sun used to be?
The Tiananmen Square, the Forbidden City and the Great Wall in Beijing, as well as many of the great men in the literary and artistic circles, all live in Beijing. If you come to work at our Poetry Magazine, you will have more opportunities to communicate with them and broaden your horizons, which will be of great help to your future literary creation.”
As a person who has been through this, editor-in-chief Yan Chen did not give up as easily as editor Li Ying.
He was well aware that the capital city was attractive to people all over the country, and that even in later times, the capital city's tourism industry would remain enduring.
Because there are more than one billion people, and if everyone wants to travel, they either don’t want to travel at all, or if they want to travel, they always think about going to the capital!
Moreover, he also knew that Lin Huowang was too young now. Besides, his home was in Northeast China, so it was understandable that he was homesick and did not want to leave his hometown in Northeast China!
"No! Thank you for your kindness, editor-in-chief. I will go to Beijing again if I have the chance. But not now. I want to spend more time with my family."
Lin Huowang declined again, and his tone was very firm.
After hearing this, Editor Yan nodded and did not force it, but still kept the opportunity and said:
"Okay! Comrade Lin Huowang, we respect your personal wishes. But if you think it through in the future, you can write to our Poetry Magazine at any time, and we will keep your editor position.
I also look forward to your more submissions, and hope that you can write more popular and touching poems.”
Editor-in-chief Yan Chen added, "For the poem "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms", we will make a correction in the next issue of Poetry Magazine, sign your name Lin Huowang, and briefly explain the cause and effect.
At the same time, we will also publish the poem "A Generation" in the next issue of "Poetry Magazine". Do you have any suggestions for our treatment?"
"Of course! But, Editor-in-Chief Yan, I have a small request!"
Lin Huowang knew the influence and destructive power of poets these days.
Therefore, he wanted to retain this influence so that he could use it later, but also avoid causing trouble to his and Liu Rumeng's lives now. He said to the editor, "I hope that the real information about Mengmeng and I can be hidden, and my pen name can be used when publishing."
Then he turned around and looked at reporter Qian Shuzhen and said, "Reporter Qian, this report should be distinguished from the previous individual reports of advanced people. Try to use pseudonyms for us all."
"Sure, no problem! The focus of this report is also to warn relevant units and individuals to pay attention to identity fraud and identity theft."
Reporter Qian nodded and then wrote down this note in his little notebook.
The educated youth around him were all very disappointed with him!
The opportunity to return to the city and the editor position that others had been trying hard to get, and even risked their lives to get, but this "fool" Lin Huowang actually said he would just give up.
What is there to wait for and what is there to be nostalgic about in this rural Northeast?
And the signature of the poem, with such a great reputation, everyone would want to use their real name!
Now is not the turbulent era when Mr. Lu Xun lived. Publishing articles carries the risk of beheading, which led Mr. Lu Xun to come up with hundreds of pen names.
"Okay! Comrade Lin Huowang, if you want to publish your poems under a pen name, we will certainly respect your idea. So what pen name would you choose?"
Editor-in-chief Yan Chen could understand Lin Huowang's approach very well. After all, he knew too well the importance of pen names for writers.
Even using different pen names and publishing works of different styles and types will make you feel less burdened and more open-minded.
"Let's just call him Haizi! Okay?"
At this time, Liu Rumeng also interrupted and said with a smile, "Awang, the first poem you wrote to me was "Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Bloom", which aroused my yearning for the sea.
At that time, I was thinking that if I gave birth to a baby for you in the future, I must put the word "sea" in the name.
Now, let me give you a pen name first!
Haizi, Haizi, the child of the sea, I think as a child of the sea, enjoying the boundless maternal love, you must be a very happy person! "
"Haizi is a good pen name! It also has a good meaning."
Editor-in-chief Yan Chen also nodded, then looked at Lin Huowang.
The other educated youth also looked at Liu Rumeng with great envy, as she could actually give a pen name to a great poet like Lin Huowang.
The second generation are also thinking that the pen name "Haizi" sounds very classy and cultured.
but……
The most shocked person at the scene was Lin Huowang himself.
Because "Haizi" is the pen name of the real author of "Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Bloom"!
According to the time, Haizi was still in the rural area of Anhui Province, a thirteen-year-old boy.
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