话说六年前,2008年,我刚接手《人民文学》,编辑部里老人陆续退了,便张罗着四处物色新编辑。人问:要个什么样的呢?我想了想,也没多高的要求,要聪明的、能干的、坐得住案头,出得了场面的。众人皆笑:这样的人哪里找去?是啊,中国最不缺人,但事到临头,你常常感到最缺的就是人。但话说回来,合适的人终归是有,看不见和想不到罢了。那日,又为此事发愁,恰好杨泥进屋来,笑问“愁啥呢”?备细一说,杨泥拍掌笑:现成就有一个,怎么没想起来?谁? Words six years ago, in 2008, I just took over the “people’s literature”, the editorial department of the old man after another retreated, then covered with four to find new editors. People ask: What kind of? I thought for a moment, no high request, to smart, capable, sit on the desk, out of the scene. Everyone laughs: Where do people look for? Yeah, China is the most lack of people, but in the first instance, you often feel the most lack of people. However, after all, the right people are there, invisible and unimaginable. That day, but also for the matter to worry about, just mud into the house, laughing to ask “worry about it?” Prepared to say one by one, Yang mud beat palm smile: there is a success, how did not think of it?