To Lin Chaoyang's surprise, besides Chen Jiangong, there was another unfamiliar face in Zhongting.

"Come on, Chaoyang, let me introduce you. This is Zou Shifang, who is from the Philosophy Department of our school."

"This is Lin Chaoyang, the administrator of our Yan University Library. He is an excellent writer of novels."

Chen Jiangong introduced the two of them to each other enthusiastically, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then explained to Lin Chaoyang the reason why he was looking for him today.

The day after tomorrow, that is, September 23, is the day of the resumption of the founding meeting of the May 4th Literary Society of Yan'an University. It has resumed again after more than ten years of suspension. This time, the May 4th Literary Society's resumption and founding meeting was large-scale, and the guests attending gathered a wide range of cultural

Many heavyweights in the world.

Leaders of Yanjing University present include Deputy Secretary Ma Shijiang, Vice President Ji Xianlin, Professors Zhu Guangqian and Wang Yao. Representatives from the literary circle include poetry critic Xie Mian, poet Zhang Zhimin, "Yanjing Literature and Art" novel group leader Zhou Yanru, news

Representatives from the industry included four reporters from People's Daily and China Youth Daily.

Chen Jiangong was eloquent and excited when introducing the preparations for the conference. As one of the participants in the resumption of the May Fourth Literary Society, he was not only full of expectations, but also proud.

After the May Fourth Literary Society is reestablished in the future, both he and Zou Shifang will become vice presidents.

At the end of his speech, he looked slightly regretful, "It's a pity that Mr. Mao Dun has important matters and cannot come to attend."

After listening to Chen Jiangong talk for a long time, Lin Chaoyang didn't understand the purpose of why he came to see her today. Finally, Zou Shifang couldn't stand it anymore and reminded: "Jiangong, talk about business, talk about business."

"Oh, that's right. Sorry, Chaoyang, I'm too excited." Chen Jiangong apologized and then got down to business.

"After the May Fourth Literary Society was re-established, our first important task was to create our own society magazine. We hope to invite you to serve as a consultant for our society magazine."

"Be a consultant?" Lin Chaoyang was very surprised. He is a librarian. Although the May Fourth Literary Society's magazine is not a well-known public publication, it should not be his turn to be this consultant, right?

Besides, since it is a social magazine, it must be mainly composed of students who participate in the literary club. How can he, a school employee, get involved in it?

Lin Chaoyang expressed his thoughts tactfully, but Chen Jiangong laughed.

"Chaoyang, don't be so modest. I have read your article "The Wrangler", and I think I have some experience in novel creation, but compared with you, it is far behind.

The Literary Society has resumed its establishment, including the founding of "Weiming Lake". Many seniors are willing to serve as consultants for us. However, these seniors each have their own jobs and are usually very busy, so it is not easy to trouble them all the time.

That's why I discussed it with everyone and wanted to trouble you to help us check it.

Don’t worry, the consultant doesn’t have much to do. It’s only occasionally when we’re unsure of the direction or when we have key works that we’ll ask you to give us some advice.”

Chen Jiangong's words made Lin Chaoyang couldn't help but curse: I'm sorry to trouble those old men, but you have the nerve to trouble me?

"Weiming Lake" is a magazine of the May Fourth Literary Society. Since it is a social magazine, being a consultant naturally does not earn a penny. It is a proper job for free. Lin Chaoyang cannot do such selfless dedication.

Besides, if he works as a consultant for "Weiming Lake", doesn't his name have to appear in the publication? His father-in-law is at the school, and with the influence of Yan University, "Weiming Lake", a social magazine

In the future, it will inevitably spread in major universities in Yanjing, and Tao Yushu has a high chance of seeing it.

The name of Lin Chaoyang, a librarian, appeared in the consultant column of "Weiming Lake". If you inquire about it for a while, wouldn't it be exposed that he writes novels?

Thinking of this, Lin Chaoyang was shocked.

Too careless!

He quickly pulled Chen Jiangong aside and asked, "Who did you tell me about my writing a novel?"

Chen Jiangong didn't know why, but he still replied: "It's just a few of our classmates who are responsible for the preparations."

Lin Chaoyang looked serious and warned: "Don't spread this matter outside."

"Ah..." Chen Jiangong wanted to ask why, but he was nearly 30 years old and still quite wealthy. Lin Chaoyang told him not to spread the word. He must have his own reasons. Since he didn't say it, it was because he didn't want him to

ask.

Thinking of this, he agreed: "Okay, I'll tell them when I get back."

Lin Chaoyang nodded.

"Chaoyang, then you don't want to be this consultant?" Chen Jiangong asked.

Since Lin Chaoyang doesn't want others to know about his novel writing, he must not be willing to work as a consultant for "Weiming Lake".

Lin Chaoyang showed an apologetic smile to Chen Jiangong, "Jiangong, I'm really sorry, but I will not participate in serving as a consultant for your magazine. But if you need it, I will be happy to help."

Chen Jiangong understood that Lin Chaoyang did not want his name to be exposed in publications.

He rolled his eyes and had an idea, "Can you come up with a pen name? We promise not to reveal your identity."

"this……"

Lin Chaoyang hesitated. Chen Jiangong had helped him before, and since he was talking about this, it would be a bit pointless to refuse him again.

After a while, Lin Chaoyang made up his mind, "Okay!"

Seeing that he agreed to the job, Chen Jiangong and Zou Shifang were very happy and wanted to take him to meet the other founders of the May Fourth Literary Society.

"No, no, no." Lin Chaoyang grabbed Chen Jiangong, "I won't participate in the activities of your literary club, and I don't need to meet so many people. If you come to me with manuscripts in the future, Jiangong, just go to the library and leave me a note.

.”

Well, I caught up with the underground party.

Chen Jiangong and Zou Shifang looked at each other, and they agreed to help. If they don't show up, they won't show up. It's just Chen Jiangong running errands.

"Okay, then it's settled."

Before leaving, Lin Chaoyang did not forget to say, "I tell you not to tell anyone about the novel."

"Don't worry."

I wasted some time after getting off work, and it was almost half past six when I got home. Tao Yushu hadn't come back yet, and Tao's mother was serving food to the dinner table.

"Hey!" Tao Yumo called Lin Chaoyang.

When he looked over, she said in a stiff tone, "There is your letter."

Lin Chaoyang remained calm and took away the letter on the table.

His sister-in-law never took the initiative to talk to him at home, but the half of the braised pork last time was somewhat useful.

She is soft-spoken, but my sister-in-law is also a very particular person.

After dinner, Lin Chaoyang and Tao Yushu read letters from home together.

The content was very ordinary. It was about Lin Erchun and his wife's concerns about the work and life of Lin Chaoyang and his wife. Lin Chaoyang wrote a reply and sent the reply to his hometown the next day.

Another day passed, as soon as he got to work in the morning, Lin Chaoyang was called to the conference room.
Chapter completed!