Lin Que looked at Xu Lan.
He could see the sincerity in the female editor's eyes.
She was genuinely exploring literature, unlike Zhou Yang who was just trying to create a sensation.
So he smiled and gave an ambiguous answer.
"Editor Xu, doctors and nurses are just ordinary people after they get off work."
Lin Que pointed to the book "The Miracles of the Namiya General Store".
Sometimes, when doctors are tired, they also need to go to the grocery store to mail a letter.
Sometimes, when nurses are angry, they might want to read ghost stories to relieve stress.
What do you think?
Xu Lan paused for a moment, then closed the notebook in her hand.
She understood.
This answer was more perfect and more insightful than she had expected.
She murmured to herself, then smiled.
"Lin Que, you're right. We're too fixated on labels."
She took a business card out of her bag and handed it to Lin Que with both hands.
"If you have any new works, whether it's a surgical piece like 'Firefly' or something else, you are welcome to submit them to 'New Tide' at any time."
Our magazine, while primarily focused on pure literature, doesn't exclude anything sharp or incisive.
Lin Que took the business card and put it in his pocket:
"must."
...
The book signing event is still ongoing, but the most exciting climax has already ended.
As videos of the scene were uploaded to the internet by major media outlets and independent media,
This originally heated "battle of ideologies"
It quickly turned into a nationwide carnival.
#High school student's brilliant metaphor#
#Doctors and Nurses#
#High school student confronts unethical reporter#
These terms skyrocketed to the top of the trending searches.
Sun Jingshi's article, "What Kind of Vanguard Do We Need?"
Originally intended to incite conflict, the comment section is now flooded with Lin Que's witty remarks.
Professor Sun, listen to what these high school students have to say!
Stop seeing things in black and white; the adult world is about wanting both!
I want to see the Dream Weaver wielding a scalpel, and I also want to see Ru Jian Shen wielding a needle and thread. Is there a conflict between these two?
No conflict! I was that patient who was bleeding while being stitched up—a bittersweet experience!
This guy named Lin Que is so handsome!
She has strong moral values, excellent speaking skills, and most importantly, that look in her eyes—I'm in love!
Am I the only one who thinks the Dream Weaver and Jian Shen are a better couple?
One is responsible for killing, the other for burying... oh no, for saving. This is practically a perfect example of a love-hate relationship!
The tide of public opinion on the internet has completely changed.
The originally tense relationship between the "dream-making fans" and the "deep-seeing fans" has been resolved.
Under the new concept of "medical staff team", a strange harmony was achieved.
Some people even started seeking solace in the book review section of "Human World is Like Prison".
Seeking excitement in the book review section of "The Miracles of the Namiya General Store".
...
Nanjing.
Fang Zhenyun sat in his office.
Looking at the eloquent young man on the computer screen, his face was so gloomy it could drip water.
The ashtray in front of him was already overflowing with cigarette butts.
"Editor-in-chief, what about Zhou Yang...?"
Assistant Xiao Liu spoke cautiously.
"Tell him to come back."
Fang Zhenyun interrupted coldly.
"He's more trouble than he's worth. Let him dig a hole, and he'll end up burying himself."
He turned off the video and his fingers tapped unconsciously on the table.
He lost this round again.
And he lost to a greenhorn high school student.
That "doctor and nurse" analogy was like a resounding slap in the face.
It was a slap in his face, and also a slap on his carefully constructed avant-garde theory.
Now, no matter how much he emphasizes the critical nature of "Human World is Like Prison,"
They are all automatically categorized by the public as "surgical scalpels".
—Although sharp, it must be used in conjunction with "sutures".
He intended to flatter the dream weaver to his detriment, but instead, he helped solidify Jian Shen's position.
Fang Zhenyun stubbed out the cigarette he had just taken two puffs of.
He stared intently at the boy on the screen.
"Xiao Liu."
Fang Zhenyun's voice was a little hoarse. He didn't turn around, but just pointed at the screen.
Do you think a teenager could have made up these words on the spot?
Xiao Liu was stunned for a moment:
"Editor-in-chief, you mean... someone taught him?"
"No."
Fang Zhenyun shook his head.
"You can't teach them."
He stubbed out the cigarette with such force that he almost crushed the butt.
"Investigate. Even if it means turning Jiangcheng upside down, we must uncover what's behind him."
Fang Zhenyun's voice was soft, yet it carried a chill.
"yes."
Xiao Liu accepted the order and left.
Fang Zhenyun lit another cigarette and looked out the window at the neon lights that were gradually coming on.
"Lin Que..."
He exhaled a smoke ring.
"Since you're so keen on being a peacemaker, then I'll see."
When a real scalpel cuts into your own body...
Can you still laugh so calmly?
...
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