Chapter 24 I Just Think It's Noisy
Agricultural Exhibition Hall, People’s Literature Editorial Department.

A modern poem titled "Love Life" appeared on the desk of editor-in-chief Zhang Yi.

After the fall of 1963, the trend of thought intensified again, and People's Literature was again subject to great restrictions. Although it achieved certain results in discovering and cultivating new literary talents through the opening of columns such as "New Flowers" and "Story Club", it was difficult to list eye-catching works on the pages after 1964.

This modern poem goes straight to the heart at the beginning, because everyone desires career and love, and this kind of opening is most emotionally resonant.

Human struggle is certainly the most basic condition for success, but success is the result of a combination of various complex factors and is by no means the result of simple personal efforts.

This is true in career and even more so in love. Even in love, there is often no reason.

The author knows this very well, so he works hard and is also willing to accept failure.

The more Zhang Yi read it, the more he liked it, but he still didn't agree to publish it.

The author is too young. The poem is good, but it doesn't fit the time period.

Without firm conviction, how can we defeat millions of reactionary troops? How can we defeat imperialism?

As for love, there is still room for discussion. After all, it has only been less than ten years since Xinshida's first departure, ending the child marriage and arranged marriage of the old society, and pursuing Ge Min's love.

The third paragraph further down has some connotations and is inappropriate.

As for the last paragraph, it is even worse. Many people will think that it is a coward who is afraid to devote himself to the cause.

But Zhang Yi knew that the author definitely did not mean this, but others, especially those who were not competent enough, would definitely think so.

He silently looked at the author's information. It was a young man named Wang Zhen, but he didn't know whether it was a pen name or his real name.

The work is good, but cannot be published.

He wanted to write back to explain, but he was worried that the young man wouldn't understand.

If he didn't reply, he would feel that he was betraying the trust and recognition that the editorial department had shown.

After thinking it over again and again, he still did not reply. Just like what the young man said in his poem, just do good things and don't worry about the future.

He put this poem in his manuscript, and when the time was right, he would write a letter back to the young man named Wang Zhen, and attach a fee of 4 yuan.

[The manuscript fee has been greatly reduced to 4 yuan per thousand words, regardless of the number of prints. Poems with fewer words, less than a thousand words, will be counted as a thousand words. The manuscript fee will be stopped in 66 years.]
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Erqi Theater.

The people in the office were out all afternoon today and finally managed to verify the information of the five prospective new recruits.

Fortunately, it is much cooler today, otherwise someone might get heatstroke after running around like this.

Jin Guangjie got the summary information from his subordinates and then packed up the complete recruitment materials so that he could report to the committee members and the group leader early tomorrow morning.

After completing the procedures on Saturday, notices about the theater’s work will reach the relevant streets on Monday.

With a new young general under his command, he went home happily humming a little tune.
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Lou Mansion.

When Lou Xiao'e returned home, the huge house was now empty.

There are one or two domestic workers in the house during the day, but they all go off work in the evening. There can't be servants these days, and everyone is equal.

She slammed the big iron gate of the yard, making it bang bang bang, and shouted, "Mom~Mom~".

Tan Yali leaned out of her house and found that it was her daughter knocking on the door. She walked down the stairs quickly in her high-heeled cheongsam. Her face did not show excitement, but a hint of anger. She said:

"Why are you back? You didn't even tell me in advance!"

After opening the door, Lou Xiao'e felt that her mother was more and more radiant: her hair was carefully tied up, her makeup was delicate, and she was wearing a tight cheongsam, and there were even stockings in the slit!
Although, she is already old, and she is really like a vixen.

Oh my God, compared to her mother, she, the former daughter of the Lou family, is just like a country girl.

She was too lazy to even call "Mom" and walked home. When she entered the house, her father was dressed formally, and the record player was playing some music that sounded like the voice of a former singing queen. There was a sumptuous dinner on the table, and there was also red wine...

However, she, the uninvited guest, not only seemed to disturb their private gathering, but also seemed a bit incompatible with the environment.

Lou Xiao'e felt more and more bitter. Her parents were at such an old age, yet they were still dating and so romantic.

As for her, at such a young age, she and Xu Damao were already strangers. They had neither a common language nor any love between them.

Her eyes couldn't help but turn red, but at least she didn't cry.

Father Lou Zhenhua took out another glass and said:
"The moth is back? Come on, just in time to have a drink with mom and dad!"

The mother closed the door and followed in, saying:

"What's wrong? Did Damao bully you again?"

Lou Xiao'e took a deep breath and said:

"No. He went to the countryside to show a movie and couldn't come back at night, so I wanted to come back to see you."

Lou Zhenhua pushed the red wine glass in front of his daughter and said:
"How dare he! If I don't intervene, finding someone to give him a beating is just a matter of talking to him, right?"

Tan Yali sat down again and grabbed the wine glass, but she felt that she could never get the previous feeling back.

I can only say:
"Master, you can't say that. The steel mill has nothing to do with you or our Lou family. We are just ordinary people in the new era."

Lou Zhenhua sighed slightly and said:
"My daughter is back to visit us. Come, let's meet as a family!"

……

"Ezi, your father and I are old and have small appetites, so we'll go and rest first. Eat slowly, and leave it over there when you're done. Someone will come to clean it up tomorrow."

Lou Zhenhua also said:
"You know everyone at home. I won't be so formal with you!"

My father stood up, and my mother hurried over and carefully supported him, and the two of them went upstairs.

Lou Xiao'e's mouth was full, and she felt like her parents were feeding her dog food again. Are they supporting her? Her father was in his 50s and her mother was in her 40s. Did they need support?

She quickly grabbed the glass and took a sip of wine, but she choked.

……

The Lou couple started dancing the four-step dance in the room. They had originally planned to dance in the living room downstairs, but their daughter came, so they had to be careful.

Although the new era has many disadvantages, it has only one good thing: the master can only take care of her.

Tan Yali had discovered long ago that although these stockings were expensive, they were more elastic than previous stockings!
It was truly a magical thing, it made her figure even more fiery, as if it had given her a second life.

Her skin was bound tightly, tight, firm and shiny, as if she had returned to her girlish state.

Good look and feel.

In addition, she used all her skills and techniques, and the master became very obsessed with her these days.

Lou Zhenhua's hand had already reached into the high slit of his wife's cheongsam, and their bodies were rubbing rhythmically to the music. The two of them also rubbed their ears together, full of interest.

Suddenly, the music stopped.

This damn evil girl actually turned off the music!
……

Lou Xiao'e just thought that the "ah-ah" phonograph was noisy.

(End of this chapter)