The night was quiet, a light was like a bean, Xue Xiang buried his head in front of the case, and started another night of busyness. Originally, with the luxury of his current office, naturally there would be no embarrassment of lamps like chrysanthemum beans, but Xue Lao Sanwen was extremely young, and he admired the artistic conception of the ancients, the light on the bow of the boat, and the cold rain and the river, and always felt that he could be quiet, quiet, and calm in that environment.

Close the doors and windows, pull the curtains, only a small corner of the floor-to-ceiling window, light an oil lamp, a bit of antiquity, the unnamed lake in the distance, although there is no smoke in the middle of the night, but also reflect the moon and the wind, give birth to interest. Under the moon, under the lamp, Xue Xiangzhen is really calm, there is a god in the pen, the literature is like a tide, in just two hours, an article, it has been completed, re-reading it again, it is actually a word of difficulty.

However, it is said that Xue Xiang's article is the second - the Dutch chapter, and the description of the historical facts in the first half is exactly the last time agreed to be written by the pen of Sun Wenshu Publishing House, and Xue Xiang has also read it carefully.

Speaking of which, there is still half a month before the publication of the next issue, and Xue Xiang doesn't need to work overtime, but Xue Xiang can't wait, because although he can't figure out who is doing the ghost, he has thought of a way to crack it, that is, to break the trick with strength and defeat the trick and conspiracy with a dignified array.

The specific strategy is also simple, it is nothing more than a series that continues to be launched, just like what he saw in it, in Shaolin Temple, Xiao Feng saved Ah Zi, and Ding Chunqiu came out of the eighteen palms of the dragon, at that time. Master Jin's description is that none of the palm power in the sky can hit beyond five zhang in the air, and Xiao Feng can hit several zhang in a row. Under the superposition of palm power, the power is greatly increased. Defeated Ding Chunqiu in one fell swoop.

Nowadays, Xue Xiang's strategy is almost the same, one article may be refreshing, but after all, the influence is limited, and it is difficult to form a strong readership and public opinion influence, but if it is in a short period of time. The series launched in a continuous stream will undoubtedly gather into a joint force and reap a strong social repercussion. The general trend has been achieved, that is, to force those big newspapers to publish.

Undoubtedly, Xue Xiang's strategy was correct.

Next, instead of the usual monthly magazine, it was actually published every few days. There was even one time when there were two issues a day, and in just one month, 、、、、、、,a full seven issues were published one after another.

This wave of combination punches is not an exaggeration to describe it as monstrous. Not to mention that every time it is published, the paper in the capital is expensive, just look at the dozens of reed straw mats and dozens of mosquito nets under the school party committee office building every morning, you can know how far this has risen. What is the use of the straw mat and the mosquito net? It turned out that they were all reporters sent by major newspapers and magazines in various places, of course, this reporter was not another reporter, and they were not here to interview, and the only task was to rush the publication.

Right! It's just to grab the new one!

As soon as the new one was brought out of the building, these people rushed over to grab a copy, and flew towards the telephone booth, as soon as they wanted to talk to the phone, they would read the content of the "Rise of a Great Power" at the fastest speed, and the telephone side was not in the office, but in the typesetting room, and the earpiece was not a human ear, but a big loudspeaker, and there must be four or five people with a pen on the side, quickly remembering, so solemn, not for anything else, just for the shortest possible time, to write down the whole article and print it in their own newspaper, magazines.

It was with the disseminators of information from all over the country, as well as the radio stations that spread all over the republic in the shortest possible time. Of course, the reason why it can produce such a sensation, the role of the media communicator is secondary, the most important thing is its content, form, and rhetoric, which is too attractive and challenging, and at the same time, it is in the last year of the seventies, and it is also the third year after the end of the catastrophe, the first year after the Third Plenary Session of the 11th Central Committee, in terms of the ideological and literary circles, it is undoubtedly the first year of the "Renaissance". It's a bit groundbreaking.

The Republic has been catastrophic for ten years, and it has almost been closed for ten years, and the people of the ordinary republic do not say that they can listen to foreign news and see and hear the changes in the world, that is, even if there are a few important countries in the world, they are afraid that they are also ignorant, and at this time, they almost lead all the people to open their eyes to the world, not only to see the present of the world, but also to recall the past and look forward to the future, especially the eloquent essays, introducing how other countries have changed from small to large, from weak to strong, dominating the wind and clouds, leading the world, and this style of writing is transmitted by radio waves. Received by the radio, like the most wonderful novel commentary, it was transmitted to the countryside, and even the white hair drooped, hugged the bowl, squatted on the threshold, and talked about a big country, and also talked about the rise.

For a time, there was almost one voice left in the entire republic, spitting out two Chinese characters, that is, the "rise" that went straight to the sky and filled the heavens and the earth!! ”。

Speaking in detail, even Xue Xiang was frightened by the trend he created, although he had experienced three articles to pour out the society and change the world, but in the end it was only at the top level, ordinary people were in the clouds, where did they know that there were these mysteries, yes, even Xue someone, the initiator, did not feel how shocked. But this time together, it is simply the four seas churning, the world is boiling, now, Xue someone simply does not dare to go out, he is not afraid of the group of journalists squatting downstairs to block, after all, this is not the Internet era of later generations, human flesh search is developed, nowadays, readers only know that it comes from the school magazine of Beijing University, but it is written by a guy with the pen name Qiushi, as for who Qiushi is, who knows it?

Yes, Xue Laosan is now a bit of a brocade nocturnal walk, but no matter how nocturnal it is, it is inevitable that there will be light, so that people can see him in brocade clothes. Xue Laosan can hide from the group of reporters downstairs, but he can't hide it from the propaganda team of Beijing University, at this time, I don't know how many people want to come to see him Director Xue Da, and the phone in the office alone has been blown up, which makes Xue Laosan physically and mentally exhausted, so he has to pull out the line and give up.

However, Xue Laosan's mood is quite good, someone is more depressed than him, no, more angry, this person is Zhou Shuren, the president and party secretary of Beijing University. If you want to say that Xue Xiang is not famous, and he is also worried about being famous, then Secretary Zhou is not famous and annoyed, and he is even more annoyed when he is famous.

No, at this moment, it was the third time he smashed the phone on the plate, and Feng You on the side also carefully straightened the phone for President Zhou for the third time. What's the matter, it turns out that the peaches here in Beijing University have just ripened, and they met a group of people who came to pick peaches, no, they met people who came to dig peach trees! It turned out that these people not only ripened peaches, but also wanted to dig up the peach tree, Xue Laosan, by the roots, so why didn't they make President Zhou University furious.

In the past three days, President Zhou has already received calls from important people from magazines and even under the Central Party School, and the reason for the calls is not that these units have not gone through the organizational procedures -- the orders have been issued by their respective organization departments, but that President Zhou has already placed a pile on his desk, and in the end they have all been put on fire by President Zhou. Therefore, these units had no choice but to call the dignitaries.

However, it was said that Zhou Shuren not only guarded a group of people who tried to dig trees in vain, but even Xue Xiang's peach tree was stared at by him. It was said earlier that Xue Laosan was afraid of being surrounded and did not dare to go out, but in fact, even if Xue Laosan wanted to go out, it would be impossible. Because outside the door, Zhou Shuren had already sent someone to guard him, and the principal of Zhou University was determined not to give Xue Xiang a chance to contact outsiders. The old man was afraid that Xue Xiang would not be tempted, or after several comparisons, he thought that the Beijing Temple was small, and if he wanted to change jobs, it would be troublesome.

Worried and exhausted all day long, the principal of Zhou University is in excellent spirits, like an aggressive rooster all day long, excited and inexplicable. No, Feng Yougang carefully combed Zhou Shuren's erected hair with a comb, jingle the bell, and the phone on the table jumped up, and in an instant, President Zhou's split head was like electricity, and half of his hair jumped up again.

As soon as the old man pulled up the phone, he roared: "There is no way to transfer people, unless Lao Tzu is dead!" ”

During this time, Lao Tzu, TMD, raised by a son of a bitch, has become the mantra of Principal Zhou.

"Senior brother, it's me, the right to sue, why are you like you have eaten gunpowder, don't you still blame the senior brother for not giving that article back to the article, speaking of which is all to blame the elder brother for being shallow-eyed............. "It was the deputy editor-in-chief Duan Suquan who called.

It turned out that Duan Shuren and Zhou Shuren were still brothers in the same school, both of whom studied under the master of Chinese culture Chen Yinke.

"Hmph, don't you have to think about it, what's the matter, don't you think about it now, and come to call back to your senior brother?" At this moment, Zhou Shuren had a sense of happiness in his heart for no reason, he was not a reasonable and unforgiving character, but at this moment, it was the first time in his life that he had the feeling of being a bad guy.

There were a few hehes on the phone, and then he said: "Senior brother, in terms of learning, I don't think you have the true inheritance of the teacher, but in terms of cultivation alone, you have a bit of a taste of blue out of blue and better than blue, what's the matter, today you have changed sex?" Duan Suquan didn't seem to be able to hear Zhou Shuren's sarcasm at all, but he patted his ass without a trace.

ps: Update tomorrow's first chapter around 12 noon, good night, good dreams!