Then there is no more

At the end of September, the primary school and junior high school in Baoping Town ushered in the first holiday of this semester.

The holiday time is fixed every month.One day, after the afternoon class, the holiday begins, and the students in the town can go home directly, but if they are far away from the school, they will definitely not be able to get home that day, so they need to stay at the school for one night, and wait until the next morning leave again.After staying at home for four nights (students in the town can stay for five nights), then rush to school early on the fifth day, and study by yourself in the evening as usual.

Wang Hui is from Baoping Town. He is already in the third grade of junior high school. Not only his academic performance is not good, but his learning attitude is also not good.The self-study class in the afternoon was still going on as usual. Seeing that there was no teacher in the classroom, he immediately put on his empty schoolbag and ran out of the school over the wall.He was like a happy big dog being let out of the cage, rushing all the way to the library next to the school.This library donated by Ms. Mao, because Ms. Mao's follow-up donations continue to be in place, a lot of books are added every year. Wang Hui went to the library not to study, but to read martial arts novels.

There is no one in the library.

There are few cultural people in Baoping Town, and the students in the junior high school and elementary school are still locked in the school at the moment, and the entire library is empty.The reason why Wang Hui skipped class was because he wanted to quickly pick out a few books that he liked and take them away when there were not many people in the library.

Suddenly, Wang Hui noticed a little guy sitting on a table.

That little one is only four or five years old, he probably hasn't even learned pinyin, but there are several tomes in his hand.Wang Hui was amused.And this child is good-looking, Wang Hui has never seen such a good-looking child.He originally wanted to search his brains to find a few words to praise the cuteness of the child, but at this moment the nature of the scumbag was fully exposed, and he held back for a long time and only came out with two words.

Fuck, it's so cute!

The child sometimes frowned and thought, and sometimes wrote and drew on the paper, as if he really understood it!

The acting is too good!

When Wang Hui found a few books he wanted to read, he could have just registered with the administrator and left, but he walked towards the child in a strange way.He thought, he wants to see what the kid is looking at!Although his grades in school are not good, he is always more than enough to guide a five-year-old child, right?He, Daxia Wang, is in a good mood today, so he might as well do a good deed every day, let's teach this little doll how to know a few words!

With such thoughts in mind, Wang Hui walked to Bian Jingyu's side.

Bian Jingyu is reading a book on navigation, and while reading, she is also taking notes in her own notebook.He thought of Shen Yi's achievements in sailing in his previous life. People only saw that Shen Yi's fleet had brought countless benefits to the country and the people, but as Shen Yi's bedside person, what he saw was Shen Yi. Yi has put in countless painstaking efforts in this matter.If only they had such a book in their hands back then.

Bian Jingyu concentrated on studying the climate zone and latitude and longitude map.

Wang Hui looked intently at Bian Jingyu's notebook.In the next second, his eyes widened.

Wait, this kid really seems to understand!What I can't even understand, this kid can understand!Wang Hui hugged the novel in his arms tightly, planning to sneak away on tiptoe.At this moment, a person rushed in from outside the library.Wang Hui was taken aback. Isn't that Teacher Bian from elementary school?Although Wang Hui is now a junior high school student, their primary school and junior high school were connected together. Wang Hui still felt awe when he saw the Bian Ai Party, fearing that he would be caught playing truant.Therefore, he immediately squatted down on the spot, trying to avoid Teacher Bian's sight.

However, Wang Hui's luck was very bad, and Bian Aidang ran all the way to Bian Jingyu.

"Second Uncle..." Bian Jingyu softly called Bian Aidang.

Bian Aidang patted the letter in front of Bian Jingyu, managed to control his breathing, and said, "Good, good news!" Bian Aidang almost went crazy with joy at the great news.He opened the letter and just read two lines, then excitedly asked his colleague to take over the shift, and then immediately ran to find Bian Jingyu.

This is a letter from Provincial Z Publishing House. Bian Jingyu's "Adventures in Dreams" was selected by them!A book is coming out!

"It's really good news." Bian Jingyu smiled.As a wealthy boss in her previous life, Bian Jingyu calmly accepted the good news.The reply from the publishing house only said that the manuscript was accepted and the book was to be published, and there was no contract.It may be difficult for future generations to understand, do you want the author to believe the words of the publisher without a contract?Can authors be restricted from using manuscripts for other purposes without a contract?But there's really no contract.

Bian Jingyu's luck this time is really good.

The reason why his manuscript was accepted was not because the editor saw his arrogance through the thin manuscript.It is because there are too few fairy tale writers nowadays.It is not like later generations, who sell expensive things as long as they can be related to children, but the current children's publishing industry is very depressed.The industry is sluggish, and authors can get less manuscript fees, so fewer authors are willing to write fairy tales.

How poor are writers these days?When the finance department of the editorial department pays the author of a certain article, as long as the manuscript fee is higher than 100, most of the time, seven or eight names must be written on the manuscript fee slip.Of course, there is only one real author of this article. The author used the names of his seven aunts and eight aunts, and insisted on using a jointly created name to avoid taxes.Because the [-] yuan manuscript fee is nominally shared among seven or eight people, and after being averaged to each person, it will not be enough to pay taxes, and the author can get a little more money.

They can care about the manuscript fee to such an extent, and the children's literature section gives too little manuscript fee, how many people are willing to write?

Bian Jingyu's novel appeared in front of the editors under such circumstances.fairy tales?Well, the fairy tales are missing!Language too colloquial?For children to see, it has to be simple and unpretentious!Story too short?With illustrations and pinyin, the number of pages is just right!

In other words, if Bian Jingyu really wrote something very in-depth, it might not have the chance to be published!

Bian Jingyu read the editor's reply letter from beginning to end, and at the end of the letter mentioned the manuscript fee, but Bian Jingyu could not really get the money until "Adventures in Dreams" was officially published.He is very concerned about when this book will be published, which is related to whether he can find Shen Yi as soon as possible.

Bian Ai Dang didn't know much about this, so he thought for a while and said, "It's going to have to wait a year anyway... Think about it, they still have to find someone to design the illustrations, so the time it takes to make an appointment and revise the draft is not short. But don’t worry, their publishing house will never lie to us, and will definitely publish it for you.”

Bian Jingyu weighed it in her heart.For a year, he could still afford to wait.

Bian Aidang faintly felt that something was wrong, and asked, "Why do I feel that you don't seem excited at all? Could it be that you are happy and silly?" Dabao is only five years old, why can he be so calm?On the contrary, it made him feel like the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry.

Bian Jingyu, who had seen countless big scenes in her previous life, really couldn't get excited about such a small thing.In other words, he was indeed excited, but only because his chances of finding Yidi had increased again.He is used to being restrained emotionally, and when facing all matters related to Shen Yi, no matter how fluctuating his heart is, he can always remain calm on his face.His feelings for Shen Yi are like icebergs on the sea, with only a small corner exposed.

Therefore, in the face of Bian Ai's concern, Bian Jingyu really has nothing to say.

Bian Jingyu thought for a while, and gave a particularly "News Network" style answer, saying: "Because, "Adventures in Dreams" is already an achievement I have achieved in the past, and I can't stay in the glory of the past. I Now we have stood at a new starting point and embarked on a new journey.”

Bian Ai Dang: "..."

Everyone is from the Bian family, and I finally know the reason why I can't publish a book. It must be because I lack the awareness of my eldest nephew!Hearing what the eldest nephew said, Bian Aidang suddenly felt that he could correct the homework of three more classes and produce three sets of super difficult test papers for the students!

While Bian Jingyu was chatting with Bian Aidang, Wang Hui, who was squatting on the ground, couldn't help shivering.God, what did he hear, the little brother is going to publish a book!Are all children nowadays so scary?He really doubted that there was a master's soul sealed in his little brother's body, or that, as described in martial arts novels, a master passed his life's skills into his little brother's body.

Wang Hui, who is a scumbag, spontaneously felt respect for a top student like Bian Jingyu.

Even if Wang Hui became one of Bian Jingyu's brother-in-law in the future, this kind of respect still penetrated into his bone marrow and accompanied him all his life.

Only then did Bian Aidang notice Wang Hui.He had also taught Wang Hui before, and was deeply impressed by this naughty boy. He said in surprise, "Wang Hui? Why are you here? You haven't finished class yet, right?" Wang Hui deliberately changed the subject to Bian Ai Dang: "Teacher Bian, your nephew is really amazing!"

Bian Aidang held Wang Hui by the neck and escorted him back to the school.

Because Bian Aidang ran out in front of his colleagues, and the colleagues were curious about what he was doing, so they couldn't help asking.Bian Aidang restrained his excitement, and pretended to be flat and said: "It's nothing, my eldest brother's child, his manuscript has been accepted by the publishing house."

In the blink of an eye, all the teachers in the office gathered in front of Bian Aidang, wanting to hear the details from him.

The publications at this moment are not as rich as those of later generations, and editors have great power and a high profile, and it is not easy for adults to make a difference in this regard.Serialization in newspapers and magazines is fine, but who can really be published as a book without the author begging for an editor?

Works that can really be published, either because the author has excellent connections, or the work is really good!

Which one can the nephew of Bian Ai Dang take?Definitely a good work!This is genius!

Soon, all the teachers in the school knew that the five-year-old nephew of Bian Aidang's family was about to publish a book!A fairy tale written by a five-year-old child is about to be published. Although this is shocking, it will not be unacceptable. After all, it is not a five-year-old child who has summed up brand-new scientific research results.

Bian Jingyu soon lost his tranquility. Principal Bian called him to eat, while other teachers organized a group to observe him in the library.Don't blame the teachers for being too curious, it's because they have never seen such a talented child!Seeing this, I couldn't help but want to abduct Bian Jingyu back to my home.

A male teacher wanted to tease the child, so he pinched Bian Jingyu's face, and Bian Jingyu said solemnly, "A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands."

A female teacher wanted to tease the child, and pinched Bian Jingyu's face, Bian Jingyu said very seriously: "Men and women can't kiss each other."

If Bian Jingyu was an adult at the moment, he would make people think that he was a bit rigid when he said such words, but he is still a baby at the moment, everyone just thinks he is cuter!With a stern face and a small milky voice, she tries to teach others seriously...couldn't be cuter!

The next day was officially a holiday, and before returning to Zhishou Village, several phoenixes first gathered at He Guihua's tailor shop.

He Guihua laughed from last night until the next morning, her cheeks were sore from laughing, but she was not willing to close her chin for a second.She couldn't wait to share the good news with everyone she met, but Bian Jingyu stopped her, saying that she would not mention it to the customers who came to the store until the book was officially published, so as not to make people think they were frivolous.He Guihua was forced to hold back for a long time, and she could only tell a few phoenixes about her excitement.

The first reaction of several phoenixes was also shock.It was Sanfeng who was the first to react, squatting down and hugging Bian Jingyu, saying: "My God, I will be the sister of a great writer in the future!" Bian Jingyu patted Sanfeng on the back, thinking in her heart, you From the very beginning, she was the elder sister of the elder of the Three Dynasties.

Several phoenixes read the reply letter from the publishing house one by one, reading every word carefully.

Seeing the letter saying that he would hire an illustrator to illustrate Bian Jingyu's novel, Yuanfeng's heart moved immediately.He Guihua and Bian Aiguo both have some talent for painting, and Yuanfeng has inherited their talent perfectly.Yuanfeng likes painting very much. Although he has not learned it systematically, he is born with a spirituality in this area.Therefore, when Yuanfeng and Erfeng turned ten years old, when He Guihua tried to teach them how to make clothes, she was looking forward to having a daughter who could inherit her craft. Erfeng, who had no artistic talent, did not learn well in this However, Yuanfeng learned well.

Yuanfeng's academic performance is average, and he will definitely not be admitted to the key high school in the county.There are very few people in their school who can be admitted to key high schools every year. The maximum number is only 12 in a year, and the lowest is the year before last, with a total of only 3 people admitted.Yuanfeng began to feel confused about her future. What will she do after finishing junior high school? She likes painting, but can painting still be eaten?If you go home to farm, you might as well learn how to make clothes from your mother.

Yuanfeng always thought that maybe the only way for her to go is the daughter-in-law's career, but this reply letter from the publishing house opened a new door for her, even if the door has not been completely opened. But already there was light peeking from behind the crack in the door.Yuanfeng didn't know what mood he was in right now, he was a little expectant, but also a little apprehensive, and asked, "Illustrator... Can I make money by painting? How much money can I make?"

Bian Jingyu is always very patient with the girls at home, and never ignores their problems. After thinking about it, she said: "The person who draws illustrations for my novels must not make much money." After all, Bian Jingyu's manuscript fee Not much, and the illustrator's fee must be lower than his.But Bian Jingyu changed the subject and said: "However, painting can certainly make money. If you become a master in this area, a painting will be invaluable."

Yuanfeng's eyes lit up, but soon dimmed.She didn't feel at all that she could become a master in this life.

Yuanfeng and Erfeng are classmates, and they are still at the same table.The two sisters are one year apart. When they were in school, He Guihua deliberately made Yuan Feng go to school a year later, so that the two sisters could have a care.Erfeng knows better than anyone that Yuanfeng likes to draw.She couldn't help but said: "I don't make much money by drawing illustrations for one book, but I can earn a lot by painting ten books. The more you work, the more you get. As long as you work hard, it's better than farming and raising chickens at home."

Bian Jingyu listened to the conversation between the two sisters, and looked at Yuanfeng thoughtfully.

In fact, Yuanfeng's grades are not very bad. At this time, when he was promoted to junior high school, he was not 100% admitted. There would be an exam when he entered the school, and the students with really poor grades had already been screened out.Both Yuanfeng and Erfeng are fairly diligent, but after entering junior high school, they couldn't keep up a little bit.

They will definitely not be admitted to key high schools, so after they graduate from junior high school, they will soon face problems such as getting married.Unless they can find another path that is more suitable for them.This is why Bian Jingyu always wanted He Guihua to come to the town to open a shop. Only when He Guihua can hold some money can the family provide more arrangements for Yuanfeng and Erfeng, instead of rushing Hastily married them off.

Bian Jingyu approached Yuanfeng and said: "Sister, I will continue to write stories in the future. Sister can try to help me with the pictures, and I will pay for the manuscript!" He originally wanted to publish "Adventures in Dreams" He stopped writing fairy tale novels. After all, he only wrote stories to find Shen Yi, and he didn't really want to develop in this industry.But now he has changed his mind.If Yuanfeng is really talented in painting, Bian Jingyu wants to give her a chance.When the publishing house is looking for an illustrator, it must refer to the opinion of the original author Bian Jingyu.

As long as the publishing house accepts Yuan Feng's paintings, Yuan Feng can get the support of her family if she wants to further study in painting in the future.Of course, the premise of all this is that Bian Jingyu can continue to provide works that meet the editor's taste, he still has a new book to be published, and Yuanfeng's paintings are indeed good.

In short, he should continue to write!

Yuanfeng didn't know that Bian Jingyu had thought so deeply, and quickly waved her hands and said, "Sister, how can I ask for your money! As long as you need it, sister will draw you one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand pictures for free! "She still had some low self-esteem in her heart, fearing that her paintings would not match the good articles written by her younger brother.

This kind of inferiority complex was created by the environment in her native family, and it has been deeply rooted in her flesh and blood.

Bian Jingyu stretched out her finger, made a gesture of pulling the hook, and said, "Then it's settled!"

The reply letter from the publishing house had already been sent to Sifeng. After Sifeng finished reading it, Sanfeng, who had read it once, snatched the letter and planned to read it again. There seemed to be shining stars in her eyes. .At this moment, Bian Aidang ran over from outside again panting.

"Good, good news!" Bian Aidang said, waving a letter in his hand.

Bian Jingyu felt that this scene seemed familiar.

Bian Aidang was so excited that he couldn't even speak clearly, and said, "The provincial newspaper! The provincial newspaper has been published! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" He was holding a reply letter from the provincial newspaper, "I Love You" written by Bian Jingyu. You, Motherland" has been published in the provincial newspaper, and the newspaper and manuscript remuneration of the day were sent along with the reply letter.

Bian Jingyu quickly took the letter and read it.

The newspaper that published his article was a few days ago, and it was sent to them a few days late.How else can I say that Bian Jingyu is lucky?There is a section in the newspaper that is doing patriotic topics, and Bian Jingyu's "I Love You, My Motherland" seems to be tailor-made for this topic.

In the place where the author's name is printed, behind the small typeface "Bian Jingyu", there is a bracket, which says five years old.

Because the author is only five years old, the entire article uses superficial vernacular and sentences as short as possible, which can be understood by people.Because the author is only five years old, the meaning of this article will be even more profound. Even five-year-old children know that the reason they can live a good life with enough food and clothing is inseparable from the leadership of the party. Without the efforts of our ancestors, our motherland is taking off!

Since this is a topic, there are naturally articles written by other authors in the topic.Among them are the texts compiled by our reporter after interviewing illiterate old farmers.What the provincial newspaper wanted were the voices of all walks of life. They conducted surveys on different groups of people, and finally compiled a beautiful picture of the patriotism of the whole people.Under such circumstances, it is not surprising that Bian Jingyu's work was published in the provincial newspaper, because he represents the child.

As if they were completing a great mission, the Border Love Party carefully spread out the newspapers on the table, and the whole family crowded in front of the table.As a teacher, Bian Aidang read Dabao's article in a rhythmic tone.Bian Jingyu felt that this scene was a test of his shame.

Bian Jingyu has a manuscript that can be accepted. Everyone thinks that he may have caught up with this one time. Now that two articles have been accepted, his reputation as "Wenquxing" and "Great Writer" seems to have been confirmed .He Guihua also asked stupidly: "Who is Bian Jingyu? Isn't it Dabao?"

"Jingyu is Dabao's pen name." Bian Aidang replied solemnly, "literati will choose a pen name for themselves."

"Wow!" The whole family exclaimed together, as if Bian Ai Dang said something great.

Bian Aiguo rubbed his hands vigorously, He Guihua rolled up his sleeves and wiped his eyes.Yuanfeng clenched his fists excitedly.Sanfeng stared at the newspaper with bright eyes.Sifeng stretched out a finger, and touched the words "Bian Jingyu" printed on the newspaper carefully and respectfully.Erfeng looked around, saw that Bian Jingyu seemed to be sneaking away, immediately stretched out his hand to hook Bian Jingyu's neck, and asked, "Why don't you talk? Are you so happy?"

Bian Jingyu felt that this question seemed familiar.

Naturally, the answer to my elder sister cannot be as perfunctory as the answer to my second uncle. Bian Jingyu, who has seen countless big scenes in her previous life and is very able to hold it, actually doesn’t think there is anything to be happy about it. Bian Jingyu worked hard to give a sincere answer , Said: "I... I am secretly happy?"