Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby!-Chapter 286 - 285: The Magazine Editor Wants Me to Paint Heroes? My Husband’s Words Made Him Decide on the Spot
"Last time it was Mr. Chen, now it’s ’Renminhua Magazine’... Is Lin Wan Yi aiming to reach the highest heavens!"
The air buzzed with various discussions filled with jealousy, admiration, and anticipation of a good show in the morning.
Ten o’clock in the morning.
A sleek black car silently glided to a stop in front of the Gu Family Courtyard.
The license plate wasn’t from the military district.
The initial digits made several military wives, who pretended to be taking out the trash but were actually watching the excitement, gasp.
It was a car exclusively used by the city’s publicity department!
The car door opened.
A middle-aged man got out, wearing a gray tunic suit, his hair meticulously combed.
Carrying a briefcase, he walked straight to the Gu Family Courtyard’s gate and politely knocked three times.
"Knock, knock, knock."
Gu Lan opened the door, and her heart skipped a beat upon seeing the visitor.
"Hello, I’m looking for Mr. Lin Wan Yi." The man spoke courteously, with an air of distinction.
"I’m Sun Ping from ’Renminhua Magazine’."
In the living room.
Sun Ping, also known as Chief Editor Sun, held a cup of hot tea in both hands, yet his gaze remained fixed on the painting titled "Animal City" on the wall.
"A great painting indeed!"
He exclaimed repeatedly in admiration without concealing his appreciation.
"When Mr. Chen recommended it, I had some doubts, but seeing it today, I realize Mr. Chen’s words were true!"
Lin Wan Yi sat quietly across from him, holding Gu Ning in her arms.
Gu Yanshen sat beside her, silent as a mountain.
Chief Editor Sun put down the teacup, leaning slightly forward.
"Mr. Lin, I came here today with a mission."
He pulled out a file from his briefcase.
"After careful consideration, our magazine has decided to invite you to create a brand-new comic series for us."
Excitement overtook Gu Lan, who stood by the side, not knowing where to position her hands.
Chief Editor Sun continued, "We’ve already determined the theme."
"It’s titled ’The Hero’s Wife’."
He described the blueprint.
"We aim to portray a radiant image of a military wife. She works tirelessly, keeps the home in perfect order; she selflessly sacrifices everything to support her husband’s work; she possesses high ideological consciousness, always prioritizing the country and the collective..."
"This is a huge honor, Mr. Lin, and also a very important political task."
Chief Editor Sun finished with an encouraging look at Lin Wan Yi.
In his view, no one could refuse such an honor.
The living room was silent.
Lin Wan Yi’s expression was calm, lacking the excitement and joy Chief Editor Sun had anticipated.
She waited for Chief Editor Sun to finish before gently setting aside the child she was holding.
"Chief Editor Sun."
She spoke, her voice soft yet clear.
"Thank you for your consideration."
"However, the series you mentioned, I may not be able to paint."
What?
Chief Editor Sun’s smile froze.
All the prepared arguments were stuck in his throat.
Even Gu Lan was stunned into leaving her mouth agape.
Sister-in-law, what are you saying? This is ’Renminhua Magazine’!
"Why?" Chief Editor Sun’s voice turned deeper, "Mr. Lin, are you reluctant to contribute to the nation’s publicity?"
The accusation was quite hefty.
"No." Lin Wan Yi shook her head.
She stood up and went to the painting of "Animal City."
"Chief Editor Sun, you like this painting because it is intriguing, right?"
"It’s because you see something different in the fox doing math, the sheep acting as a judge."
Chief Editor Sun didn’t speak, accepting it tacitly.
"The heroine military wife you’d like me to paint," Lin Wan Yi turned to face him directly, "is perfect and radiant, but she is not a living person."
"She is a symbol."
"I cannot paint a symbol; such a painting lacks soul."
Chief Editor Sun’s brow furrowed into a knot.
"Then what do you want to paint?"
"I want to paint a true military wife."
Lin Wan Yi’s words stunned everyone present.
"I want to paint her waking up in the morning, dressing the child while worrying if the ration coupons will be enough."
"I want to paint her receiving a letter from her husband at the front lines, hiding in the kitchen to read it while tears fall quietly."
"I want to paint her listening to the neighbors argue, tuning in to the gossip yet still offering a bowl of hot noodles when help is needed."
"I want to paint her feeling tired and annoyed, complaining, and secretly crying."
"But after crying, she would dry her eyes, straighten her back, and hold the family together, waiting for her husband’s return."
Lin Wan Yi looked at Chief Editor Sun.
"Chief Editor Sun, military wives are not ethereal fairies untouched by the mundane; they are living, breathing people. Their resilience is precisely reflected in the trivialities of daily life."
"This is the ’spirit’ I want to paint."
Her words resonated powerfully.
Chief Editor Sun was completely taken aback.
He parted his lips but couldn’t speak for a long time.
He had to admit that the imagery Lin Wan Yi described was a thousand times more vivid than his "grand and perfect" plan.
But...
"Mr. Lin, your idea is great and full of life."
Chief Editor Sun’s tone eased but was filled with hesitation.
"However, isn’t this too ’personal’?"
"Our magazine needs to promote the spirit of the ’greater self,’ positive and uplifting energy."
"You paint these domestic matters, what if... it leads to negative interpretations? The risk is too great."
The conversation reached a standstill.
This was nearly a veto.
Gu Lan’s heart was in her throat.
Just then.
Gu Yanshen, who had been silent, spoke up.
"Chief Editor Sun."
His voice was not loud but bore an undeniable strength.
Chief Editor Sun’s gaze immediately shifted to him.
"My wife is a military wife."
Gu Yanshen stood up, walked to Lin Wan Yi’s side, and naturally held her hand.
"What she described earlier are the real lives of her and all the women in this courtyard."
His eyes met Chief Editor Sun’s, calm yet sharp.
"If their reality of supporting the family amidst hardship isn’t considered positive or uplifting, then what is?"
Gu Yanshen stepped forward, his demeanor like a drawn sword. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
"I trust her brush to capture the soul of the soldiers."
"I trust her heart not to tarnish the country."
A heroic battalion commander, who crawled out from the pile of corpses, uses his future and reputation to vouch for his wife’s "deviation."
This trust wielded more power than any speech.
Chief Editor Sun looked at the couple before him.
The man was as upright as a pine, the woman gentle as jade.
Together, they were the most moving painting.
The slight political concerns in his heart were instantly shattered by a rush of passionate blood.
"Snap!"
Chief Editor Sun slapped his thigh and stood up decisively!
His face flushed red, not from anger but from excitement.
"Good!"
He exclaimed loudly.
"I’ll bear this risk!"
Chief Editor Sun took two steps back and forth across the living room, pointed at Lin Wan Yi, his voice strong.
"Paint as you said! What ’The Hero’s Wife’, too common!"
"Let’s paint a real military wife, capturing her joys and sorrows, her daily mundane life!"
"Let the whole country see what kind of extraordinary women hold the fort behind us military men!"
