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The next day, early morning.

When the sun rises high and a brand new day begins.

"Great work... done!"

In the hotel room, Li Zian stretched weakly. The thick dark circles under his eyes made him compete with giant pandas, and he was extremely haggard.

The 240,000-word "A River of Sadness" was finally finished by Li Zian. He organized the manuscript into the format required by Huaxing Publishing House for soliciting papers, and then submitted the manuscript to the mailbox stipulated by Huaxing Publishing House for soliciting papers. He fell straight onto the bed.

He fell asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow.

He has already done what needs to be done, and whether he can survive from a desperate situation depends on God's arrangement.

...

Kyoto.

Headquarters of Huaxing Publishing House.

editorial office.

As one of the four major publishing houses in China with a history of one hundred years, Huaxing Publishing House has five branches around the world, with more than a thousand employees, and Gao Yiwen is one of these thousand employees and one of the editorial department. Review editor.

Gao Yiwen has been working for five years. Some time ago, he was temporarily transferred to the review team for the anti-school violence themed essay competition. In the past two months, the number of manuscripts reviewed every day was countless.

Today is the last day of the essay competition deadline, and she is in a great mood when she thinks that after the essay competition ends, she will have three days off.

In the morning, I came to the office area, turned on the computer, and said good morning to the colleagues around me.

"Sister Wen, we are all guessing who will win the grand prize in this essay competition, who do you have in mind?" The young male colleague opposite Gao Yiwen's desk asked Gao Yiwen with a smile.

Gao Yiwen stroked the broken hair by his ear, and said with a smile, "Who else could it be? It's probably the young best-selling author Chen Guoping. He used to write chicken soup. I didn't expect that this time he would transform into a realistic literary creation." Not to mention, the writing is really good.”

After everyone heard Gao Yiwen's guess, they immediately showed a little lack of interest, because Gao Yiwen almost completely matched their guess, and they all felt that Chen Guoping had the greatest chance of winning the grand prize.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Gao Yiwen smiled and opened the office system. The manuscripts were randomly distributed by the system. Seeing that he still had dozens of unreviewed manuscripts, Gao Yiwen sighed softly and began to conduct a brief screening first. .

""Overbearing Boy Falls in Love with Me"?"

""The Underworld Young Master Living Together"?"

"The Correction of the Bad Maniac?"

"..."

"hehe……"

Looking at the names of those manuscripts, if she had just entered the essay group two months ago, she might have complained, but now she has calmed down, and she has seen too many manuscripts with such names.

Gao Yiwen rested her cheek on her left hand, and slowly rolled the mouse wheel with her right hand.

Suddenly, Gao Yiwen's right hand paused.

""Sadness flows like river"?"

"This name seems to be quite normal..."

Gao Yiwen muttered to himself, then opened the manuscript casually.

...

Title: "A River of Sorrow"

Author: An Zimu

wedge:

Have you ever dreamed of such endless moonlit waters?

A huge black wave that undulates silently bursts out with silent power on the horizon.

In this way, from just wetting the soles of the feet, to covering the insteps, spreading over the calves, step by step, walking towards the cold and silent abyss.

Have you ever heard such a voice?

It sounded in a very far away and very close place.

It's like a tiny bug flew into the ear hole.

Wings humming in the ear cavity.

...

Just as a wedge, Gao Yiwen was attracted by the delicate language and deep and calm style of the novel, making him serious all of a sudden.

Gao Yiwen stared at the screen intently, then put on his office glasses casually, and placed his notebook in front of him at the same time.

Soon, Gao Yiwen was completely immersed in the world of this story, and every character in it was so vivid.

Yi Yao, whose parents divorced since he was a child, lives in a nightmare of crying, moaning, cursing, poverty, and despair every day; Qi Ming, a good student in the eyes of his teachers and parents, has excellent looks and excellent grades, and he can be called the proud son of heaven; he is jealous and ruthless The Tang Xiaomi, with a duplicity on the outside and a gloomy heart...

The background of the story is located in the streets and alleys, and the disputes inside and outside the campus caused five children who were in their prime to fall into tragedy.

Time ticked by, a few hours, a total of 240,000 words of the novel, Gao Yiwen quickly read the second half.

Who said school violence can only be fights?

The rumors and rumors that wantonly spread are actually the sharpest knife in the hands of school violence!

Killing is nothing more than punishing the heart, killing invisible!

In today's campus, this phenomenon is not uncommon, but few people express it.

Gao Yiwen couldn't stop crying when she saw the back. She couldn't imagine that Yi Yao was in that environment, facing the suspicion and abuse from teachers and classmates, and the secret ridicule from neighbors. Even her mother wanted her to go die.

In that case, living is such a hard thing.

Perhaps, really only death can be liberated!

So Yi Yao finally took a leap and chose to be free, in this way to prove her innocence, but she paid the price of her life.

...

Your heavy breathing in the dark is the familiar fog in the alley in the morning.

your warm chest.

A great river of sorrow and silence flows slowly.

(end)

...

When Gao Yiwen saw the last word, the scroll wheel of Gao Yiwen's mouse could no longer scroll down.

The story is over...

Gao Yiwen only felt pain in his heart, as if he had witnessed five youths in their primes sinking.

She took a deep breath, and then slowly leaned back in the chair.

"Hey, what are you doing?!"

However, when she leaned back in the chair, she realized that she was surrounded by a circle of people unknowingly.

"Sister Wen, we saw you crying a lot just now, so we all came over to take a look at you..."

Gao Yiwen was a little dazed: "Did I cry a lot just now?"

"Look at your trash can..."

Hearing this, Gao Yiwen looked towards his trash can, only to see that his trash can was already filled to overflowing with snot paper.

"Sister Wen, have you discovered any good works? So engrossed?" asked a colleague.

At this moment, Gao Yiwen suddenly remembered that he was reviewing manuscripts, and there were only a few hours left before the end of the essay competition.

"Get up, I'm going to see the team leader!" Gao Yiwen quickly stood up from the chair, and hurriedly ran to the team leader's office: "The first name of this essay competition is here. In front of this novel, Chen Guoping will give it to you." He doesn't even deserve to lift his shoes!"

Looking at Gao Yiwen's back, he left behind a confused colleague.

"Sister Wen just said...Chen Guoping is not worthy of carrying shoes?"

"What text, is it that good?"

"It should be. It shouldn't be bad if you can make Sister Wen cry like that..."

"How about we take a look...?"

...

Soon, rumors spread within Huaxing Publishing House today, saying that because the staff of the editorial team for the essay call was about to go on vacation, the excited whole group cried all afternoon, and they still cried bitterly, the kind that they couldn't hold back...

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