Chapter 17 Rejection of People's Literature
In the blink of an eye, another month has passed!

Li Changhe received another letter from Zhu Lin. She was finally coming back.

In this letter, Li Changhe also learned the reason why they had dragged on for so long.

Before we went there, we were originally thinking about building a local hospital to improve the local medical level.

Unexpectedly, symptoms of infection appeared in a nearby area halfway through the journey, and they had no choice but to stay there to continue their support, which has dragged on until now.

Li Changhe was in the study, thinking about how to reply to Zhu Lin, when there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who?"

Li Changhe walked out of the room and asked curiously towards the door.

"It's me, Liu Jianqing!"

Liu Jianqing's voice came from outside the door. Li Changhe was a little surprised and walked over to open the door.

"It's Editor-in-Chief Liu, please come in!"

Editor-in-Chief Liu looked around Li Changhe's home, his eyes full of envy.

Even though he is a deputy editor-in-chief, he still lives in a tube-shaped building.

This kind of two-bedroom, one-living-room house cannot be divided at all.

At this point he also understood why Li Changhe was not in a hurry to submit his article.

Judging from the living environment, and the fact that they are in the staff quarters of Yenching Institute of Technology, it seems that they are definitely a family of highly educated people.

Obviously not short of money!
"Editor-in-Chief Liu, please sit down!"

Li Changhe led Liu Jianqing in, but Liu Jianqing went out again and came back with two big bags.

"This is?"

Li Changhe had actually guessed it in his heart!

"These are letters from readers. They have all been sent to the editorial department!"

"This is just the beginning. It's only in the areas around Gyeonggi Province. I heard that the sales in Shanghai and Guangzhou are also very good. I guess many of your letters are on the way!"

Liu Jianqing said with emotion.

Through these letters, we can also see how popular Li Changhe's article was.

Li Changhe nodded and said calmly, "Thank you, Editor-in-Chief Liu."

Looking at Li Changhe's calm expression, Liu Jianqing was actually a little surprised.

How come this young man doesn't feel any joy at all from achieving success?

His mentality is too stable!

"Ling Jue, I came here this time for one reason: to deliver these letters to you."

"Another thing is, I want to ask you, do you have any new manuscripts?"

"Don't worry about the price. Let's stick to the top price from before!"

Liu Jianqing stated the purpose of his trip.

Li Changhe nodded: "I know, I just wrote one recently, I'll get it for you!"

Afterwards, Li Changhe returned to his room, found an article from the manuscript above, and took it out.

"Editor-in-Chief Liu, you can take a look. The writing style may not be so sharp!"

The reason why the first manuscript incorporated so many elements was that Li Changhe was mainly considering fame at the time. It had to be bold, innovative, and impactful in order to create a sensation.

Now that the pen name "Ling Jue" has become popular, there is no need for him to continue to stick to scar literature.

Of course, there is another very important reason why Li Changhe took out the manuscript.

That is, he saw in the newspaper a few days ago that an old man had made a comeback.

His appearance also means that the country will quickly return to the right track.

Of course, for Li Changhe, the key point is the greatly increased safety.

Liu Jianqing took the manuscript, sat on the sofa and began to read, while Li Changhe poured him a glass of water.

The manuscript is still a novella, about 20,000 words, and it tells the story of a female educated youth. In fact, according to later generations, it is a bit biased towards female audiences, and the focus is on the emotional entanglements during the period of being an educated youth.

It's a bit cliché, but relatively consistent with some situations in this era.

After reading it, Liu Jianqing had a complicated expression.

In terms of the plot of the manuscript, it is quite exciting, with complex character relationships and conflicts. It is very emotional and fascinating to read.

But from their expectations, this article has little to do with the first one, "The Death of an Educated Youth", and it doesn't have the sharpness they expected.

Liu Jianqing was choosing his words carefully.

Li Changhe said calmly: "I know what Editor-in-Chief Liu means. It's not as sharp as before, right?"

"To be honest with you, Editor Liu, I am not a cynical person, and I have never thought about portraying anything sharply."

"We didn't expect the popularity of The Educated Youth, but I knew that besides being popular, there would definitely be a lot of criticism against it."

"I haven't submitted any manuscripts during this period so I've been reading some recent magazines and reviews, some good and some bad."

"It's a literary work, this is normal!"

"But for me, I haven't thought about it that much, nor have I thought about becoming a certain type of flag bearer or pioneer."

"I just want to write some stories quietly and earn a reasonable amount of royalties."

"I can even say this, Editor-in-Chief Liu, being a writer may not be the focus of my life in the future."

"I saw someone comment in the newspaper that there was a seminar being held to address the "Sent-Down Youth" phenomenon."

"I personally have no interest in this kind of seminar or other activities, and I will not participate in it."

"In my opinion, a novel is a novel. It may reflect certain social conditions, but it is just a story after all. There is no need to elevate it to a certain level."

After listening to Li Changhe's words, Liu Jianqing nodded with a complicated expression.

Obviously, he already knew that Li Changhe was not just a literary young man who simply wrote stories, but also had a calmness and foresight that was completely inconsistent with his age.

"Okay, I'll take the manuscript back. Actually, the publishing house was considering holding a seminar on "The Educated Youth"."

"But since you said so, I will report back to Editor-in-Chief Zhang when I get back."

Liu Jianqing came with great enthusiasm, but left in low spirits.

I'm afraid no one in People's Literature expected that at this moment when his book became a hit and he achieved fame, Li Changhe would be so calm and make judgments and decisions that were beyond their expectations.

"It seems that I can only go back and talk to Lao Zhang again!"

After Liu Jianqing left, Li Changhe looked at the two sacks of letters at home, then carried them into the house and threw them at the foot of the bed.

He had no intention of reading these letters. No matter whether they were praises or scoldings, reading them would only disturb his spiritual mind.

Praise can easily make him become arrogant, and scolding can easily make him lose his moral integrity. If some moral kidnapping is mixed in, he will be in a dilemma.

So I just don’t look at it for now and just leave it there!

On the other hand, after Liu Jianqing returned to the magazine, he handed the manuscript to Zhang Guangnian.

"This is his new manuscript. It's pretty well written, but I don't think it meets your expectations!"

Zhang Guangnian took the manuscript curiously, looked at it for a few seconds, and then frowned.

Indeed, it was well written, but it lacked the sharpness he wanted.

"Is this what he is?"

Zhang Guangnian looked at Liu Jianqing curiously, and Liu Jianqing sighed.

"This young comrade Ling Jue is more insightful than we thought."

After that, he told Zhang Guangnian what Li Changhe had said to him.

After listening to this, Zhang Guangnian sat there and sighed.

"He's very smart. I'm afraid he has guessed our intentions!"

"Forget it. If he doesn't want to, we can't force him. The manuscript is good, so just publish it normally!"

Zhang Guangnian then sat down and made a decision.

"Lao Zhang, what's next?"

Liu Jianqing asked with some concern, they had no selfish motives, they were also doing this for the country.

"Don't worry, the first shot has been fired. Even if Ling Jue is not here, I estimate that there will be similar manuscripts sent in later. Let the editors below carefully screen them recently, and there will always be a suitable one!"

Zhang Guangnian said confidently.

In fact, what Zhang Guangnian said is right.

At this moment, in another publishing house in Yanjing, a young editor carefully sorted out the manuscript he had written a few days ago and prepared to send it out for mailing.

The editor's name is Liu Xinwu, and the manuscript in his hand is called "Class Teacher"

(End of this chapter)