Chapter 0001 - Reading Bian Xuedao

　　In the city of Songjiang, which has a population of 8 million, there are no more than 80 people who do the same job as Bian Xuedao. 　　Bian Xuedao is a book reviewer for Songjiang Daily. 　　Unlike book readers at publishing houses, his job requires him to work night shifts for years. 　　What are the qualities that a newspaper, especially a daily newspaper, should have? Simply put, he should be careful and attentive, and at the same time, he should be well read and politically literate. In short, reading is more than just picking out typos and mispunctuation; it's a position that sounds unassuming but requires a high level of personal competence. 　　Bian Xuedao, 33, has been working as a night reader for seven years, and his working hours are from 6 pm to 1 am. 　　Day after day, the reversal of day and night, the companionship of words, and reading the dry and unimaginable cartwheels in the daily newspaper have left his body in a state of sub-health, made him a little less talkative, and made his mind much older than his actual age. 　　The Songjiang Daily had a total of 5 reviewers, but only 4 worked. 　　Bian Xuedao was the youngest of the five, and the only contract laborer; the other four were all career staff. 　　At the beginning of the time Bian Xuedao for this is very unbalanced, and then gradually think of open, not to mention the delayed retirement is clamoring, from their own retirement is conservatively estimated to be 32 years, what policy at that time simply can not feel, alone look at the newspaper's decline day by day, he felt that the media may not even 5 years to survive, will be swallowed up by the Internet and cell phones, completely extinct. 　　At this time to take more than 100,000 with the leadership to buy a preparation is really not guilty. 　　Sitting around and waiting for death is not the character of Bian Xuedao, with the words of the occupation and quiet night let him think and plan for a long time. 　　A year ago, Bian Xuedao began to discuss with his wife Xu Shangxiu newspaper can not do something, a pondering only to realize that, in addition to the newspaper read a lot, will drive, there is nothing that can make money skills. In the university as a teacher's wife comforted him that all right, although the student population is less than a year, but even if the newspaper yellow university a moment can not fall, there is a wife it. 　　The lights in the newspaper office are as bright as day, and the intercom is ringing. 　　Bian Xuedao finished reviewing the second look of the pages he was responsible for tonight, wearing a headset and listening to songs to pass the time. 　　Bian Xuedao had just scrutinized a grade B blunder. 　　The two-color ball that was just opened at night, the numbers were 1, 7, 8, 11, 21, 31, 1, a very special set of numbers. 　　When the first look was sent up, Bian Xuedao went to the lottery website to check the numbers as usual, and there was no problem. 　　However, the second time he sent up the appearance of the number has become 1, 7, 8, 11, 21, 31. 　　The blue ball "1" was accidentally deleted by the editor. 　　If this is sent out, according to the latest reward and punishment method of the newspaper, Bian Xuedao will have worked the night shift for nothing this week. Bian Xuedao used the intercom to call the editor and told him that the double-color ball number was wrong, and asked him to quickly check the Internet and change it. 　　The tinnitus started again! 　　Getting up from his seat he walked to the window and did a few stretches to feel more comfortable. 　　"It's almost 12:00 already, and the few pages that were turned in are still being tweaked, so it's not like it's going to be early today." Standing in front of the window looking at the dark night sky outside, Bian Xuedao thought. 　　Tomorrow is the day Songjiang City Metro Line 1 and 2 will be opened to traffic, some leaders of the newspaper are as excited as chicken blood, they must make a beautiful issue of the newspaper. But Bian Xuedao felt very speechless, a daily retail less than 10 copies of the newspaper, good-looking and ugly to do to whom? The leaders of the city? They only look at the first and second pages to see if they have left their own reports behind, and to see who the officials before and after them are sending bigger and smaller, higher and lower. 　　"Mr. Bian, have you finished reading my edition?" 　　Behind Bian Xuedao is a female editor of the current affairs department, 31,2 years old, came to the newspaper for 3 years, I heard that there is no signed labor contract, no insurance provident fund, no year-end bonus, and even the usual small benefits. 　　Look at the very bright newspaper more and more impersonal, obviously all around the leakage of the sunset industry, but always hold an inexplicable sense of superiority. If you say that the store is big and bullying, but also just bully the people who have no root and no bottom with the ability to come in, inbreeding of the people who live that day is called a comfortable. A newspaper group, a few newspapers of the front-line editorial staff of only 300 people, get money to eat and receive benefits, but there are nearly 2,000 people. 　　Bian Xuedao admired the female editor's tenacity and sympathized with her, because if it had been 10 years earlier, her patience would have been worthwhile, it's hard to say now. 　　"Finished reading it, just already had the group page editor take it back and change it." 　　Sitting back in his seat, Bian Xuedao couldn't enter the reviewing state for a while, he thought about what's the point of that female editor staying here? He also thought of his own work here, even if the newspaper is not yellow, every day to stay up all night he will not live to receive social security 65 years old. 　　It was already 1:00 in the morning. 　　The whole city is silent except for the occasional whizzing by of the wrecking trucks. 　　There is no light in the surrounding buildings, except for the 5th floor of Songjiang Daily, which is still brightly lit. 　　The majority of the review has been almost done, and you only need to pay attention to the revised places. Bian Xuedao leaned back in his chair as relaxed as possible, closing his eyes and listening to music. 　　With the exception of one who took sick leave all year round and still managed to receive his paycheck as usual, the four reviewers had completely different hobbies. 　　When they have time, the oldest Lao Wang likes to play mahjong on the computer, Lao Li likes to study lottery charts, Lao Jiang loves to watch TV dramas, and in the early years, Bian Xuedao liked to watch American dramas, but when he got tired of watching them, he listened to the songs with an extremely effective headset. Night after night to watch American dramas, listening to English songs, coupled with teaching English at the University of Xu Shangxiu, so that his English level than the university actually did not degrade too much, a lot of English songs, are sung very slippery. 　　Bian Xuedao's habit of listening to songs gave some editors and group page editors a headache, because he also listened when he was reviewing manuscripts, so whoever wanted to find him on the intercom, he often couldn't hear him, and they all had to walk over to him. 　　Song Ming, the chief editor of the editor-in-chief's office, has smoked half a pack of cigarettes in one night, and he still wants to smoke. This subway special edition, Song Ming took over five pages, although a week in advance began to become a version of the leadership also reviewed a few times, the title from 24 to 20 and then reduced to 16, but to this last day, actually still adjusting the horizontal head vertical header. 　　Less than 40 hair has been very little Song Ming feel very tired, do not smoke to refresh a little can not carry. Seeing Bian Xuedao leaning on a chair listening to a song to recuperate, Song Ming went over and woke him up, rushed to the direction of the smoking room to make a look. 　　Lighting a cigarette, Song Ming took a deep breath and said: "Today is not early, this is 4 or 5 days, really tormented ah! Playing like this a few more times, I really doubt that I will die suddenly one day." 　　Bian Xuedao took the cigarette, did not light, so back and forth pinch, looking out the window street lamps, said: "This is only 1, 2 lines, the master plan version is not you do it? Behind there is line 3, line 4, line 5 ...... even if there is no subway, heavy rain, snow, wind, which is not overtime?" 　　Song Ming only sucked a few mouthfuls of cigarettes extinguished, and put back into the cigarette case, said: "Yes, the subway is better, do it is not disgusting. I really can't stand those kinds of rain can pull to the city civilization, snow can pull to the city power, wind can pull to the city warmth, how such a good city is still the brain drain, in the same level of the city ranked backward? We make up people are disgusting like this, you say the people who look at it must be disgusting like what?" 　　Bian Xuedao glanced toward the door of the smoking room and said, "Keep your voice down, the chief editor is here today." 　　Song Ming "cut" a sound: "If a few years earlier did not have a child at that time, I will certainly quit. Hey, you also see my version of the subway line plan, this thing if we saw 10 years ago, no, 5 years ago to see, in the subway entrance around the purchase of two houses, whether it is sold or rented out, we still need to be here every day to light a lamp to boil the oil of it?" 　　"Tick" sound, side Xuedao cell phone to text message. 　　It's Seo Sang-soo. 　　"Uncle, I'm going to sleep first, come back and drive safely." 　　Seo Sang-soo and Bian Xuedao were the same age, and the two met in a chance encounter in 2009, then were surprised to find out that they were actually alumni of the class of 2001, and then miraculously became partners. Married for more than four years, the two respect and love each other, and are a model couple in their circle of friends. 　　Xu Shangxiu often watch some Korean dramas, because Bian Xuedao's features, body and temperament with a Korean drama "uncle" eight points similar, from the beginning of the acquaintance, Xu Shangxiu love to call him "uncle", corrected a few times to no avail, but also with the Xu Shangxiu so shouted. 　　At 2:00 a.m., finally almost finished. The editor-in-chief on duty reminded the reading department to go through the look one last time. 　　"Version 1 is fine!" 　　"Version 2 is fine!" 　　"Version 3 is fine!" 　　...... 　　"Page 11 is fine!" 　　"12 is fine!" 　　...... 　　"Metro Special is fine!" 　　2:15 a.m. Clear proofs. 　　Drive home in the middle of the night, the road is less smooth, with less than 20 minutes. Metro Special Issue is finally finished, originally Bian Xuedao should be easier, but sitting in the car, he always felt a trace of annoyance. 　　Maybe it is too much pressure recently. 　　Open the music, Shinedown's "Miracle" floated out, this is Bian Xuedao's habit, driving at night to play some refreshing rock songs, not easy to sleepy. In his car, there are two bands' albums, one is Shinedown, and the other is Nickelback.Bian Xuedao has decided to take Seo Sang-soo, call a few friends, and go to KTV for a night of singing on the weekend. 　　It was only after working that Bian Xuedao realized that he had a talent for singing. The beginning of a few years, the work is not happy, the pressure is also big, he used to sing to de-stress, before the wedding sometimes go alone, what song high sing what, sing not up hard sing, there are several times are shouting hypoxia, until once somehow, as if suddenly opened which trick bit, since the enlightenment of a kind of pronunciation skills. Then in the newspaper union organized by the gala, for three consecutive years with soprano songs swept the group within the various trolls and a few powerful foreign aid, 10,000 yuan of the first prize for three years, the money also became the first money he bought a car. 　　Nearly home, he met a car accident. 　　A cross-country and a cab at the intersection crashed badly, the cross-country car is okay, the people in the cab go up visually is bad enough. Bian Xuedao leaned over and slowed down, silently looking in the rearview mirror, thinking about the impermanence of life's blessings and misfortunes. Counted half of the monk he recited more than a dozen times, "Namo Dazang Wang Bodhisatta" for the two people in the car to pray for blessings, but also quiet a bit of their own hearts. 　　Back home, perhaps because of seeing the car accident, Bian Xuedao did not feel sleepy at all. Help Xu Shangxiu cover the towel, tiptoe closed the bedroom door, after a simple wash, leaning on the sofa, turn on the TV, press the mute, quietly watching the TV screen silent change. 　　"Buzz", tinnitus again. 　　Bian Xuedao suddenly felt that he was in a strange state, the body's various perceptions contracted back into the body like a tidal wave, the TV screen gradually slowed down, every mouth of the characters in it, every action was like using a 10 times deceleration of the special effects, the screen gradually became only black and white, and then everything in front of his eyes was like toning down the resolution, gradually becoming blurred. He felt that he seemed to float for a while, then floated for a while, and then really floated.