Happy Life [Rebirth]

It's a pity that my feet can't get off the ground, and I can't go to school for a short time. The money was transferred to Wanwan, and Wanwan was 1 unwilling.

She folded her arms, frowned and said to Xia Chaobei, "I won't see you off."

Xia Chaobei looked at Wanwan: "If you don't send it off, girl, do I have to go to your school just for this?"

"Gu Tingsheng's face—" Xia Wanwan pursed her lips, her face full of anger, "I don't want to see his stinky face again, and I sent it to him, I bet, he will never accept it, his brain Do you know something is wrong, Dad?"

"Tsk, brat, how can you say that about someone."

Xia Zhaobei patted Wanwan on the shoulder, disapproving of her talking behind her back, I sat on the sofa with my legs slumped and watched the two of them sing a double reed, back and forth around "You pay back the money" "I won't go", "You have to go" "I just won't go", I don't know how many rounds of fighting, Xia Wanwan was also annoyed, rolled her eyes and grabbed the money on the coffee table and stuffed it into her pocket.

"I'll give it away." Xia Wanwan stretched out a finger, "Just one chance, if he doesn't accept it once, I won't give it away a second time!"

Seeing that Wanwan agreed, Xia Chaobei grinned, "Good girl, just once, if he doesn't accept it, then we'll talk about it."

The next day when Wanwan went to school, Xia Chaobei took a week off for me. He and Lin Shuzhen got up at five o'clock in the morning, left the stall at six o'clock, and then Wanwan got up for breakfast. Myself.

Xia Chaobei and Lin Shuzhen really didn't ask me to study, so they told me before leaving: "After reading for a while, take a rest, watch TV if you want to watch TV, buy apples and oranges under the coffee table, remember to eat one in the morning Have one in the afternoon."

Xia Wanwan, who was carrying her schoolbag and was about to go out, heard this, turned around and made a face at me, then shrugged, silently accusing me and her treatment at home.

I thought I was very obedient and nodded in agreement, and felt that I had always played the image of a well-behaved child.

It wasn't until after I became an adult that Xia Chaobei occasionally mentioned that I had facial paralysis since I was a child, and my face was expressionless all day long. It was not so much calm and sensible as it was full of thoughts at a young age.

Xia Wanwan was even more hateful, directly saying that I was prematurely old since I was a child, and that a tired adult soul lived in the skin of a young child.

Of course, these are things that happened a long time later, and now I think I have successfully played an 11-year-old child.

After breakfast, I took the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen to be cleaned, and then went back to the room and half-lyed on the bed to read.

The book I was reading was considered unserious by teachers and parents, it was a comic magazine.

This is my favorite type of book to read.I have preferred manga and animation since I was a child, while live-action dramas prefer movies. Later, I saw a saying that a child still likes to watch animation when he grows up, probably because he lacks love in his subconscious.

Of course, this statement is biased. I think the person who said this must have thought that cartoons refer to the happy and gray wolf. I don’t know that some animations are so dark and complicated that many live-action dramas can’t catch up.

I flipped through the anime magazine in my hand. The comics were serialized in the second half of the magazine, and the first half was a special topic about the top ten most popular Japanese manga last year.

After the topic, there are two anime reviews. After reading it, I feel very nostalgic. My heart moved, and I jumped out of bed, jumped to the desk, pulled out the chair and put out my precious notebook, took out the pen and lay down on the table. After stopping for a few seconds, I wrote down the topic——

"Lan and Shinichi, the love hidden in my heart".

The title is quite old-fashioned, and when it is used in the animation Conan, it is also particularly embarrassing and moving when written in combination with the plot background of the animation.

I didn’t write any more novels this morning, and I was impulsive. I contributed the first manga commentary in my life to the animation I liked when I was a child, but it is said that the manga commentary is closer to Conan’s male and female protagonists. analysis and in-depth discussion.

After all, it’s something I once loved and liked. I used to watch it three times with Gu Tingsheng on TV, and now I’m fascinated by Wanwan watching it from time to time. It’s not too difficult to recall the plot.

In the morning, I wrote more than 4000 words in eloquence. Lin Shuzhen came back at ten o'clock and cooked two dishes and steamed rice.

Wanwan came home around twelve o'clock, the food was still warm, Wanwan changed into her slippers and ran over, took her hand out of her pocket, slapped me in front of me, and put a wad of money on the table.

She pursed her mouth and accused: "I've said it all, Gu Tingsheng will definitely not accept him. He has such a strange temper, how can he use ordinary people's thinking to think about it."

I looked at the money, and after Wanwan finished speaking, I reached out and picked up the money. Gu Tingsheng must not be short of this money. He has never been short of things materially. He is the same as me, we both lack love.

"Wait!" Wanwan yelled again suddenly, after she finished yelling, I looked at her and saw Wanwan staring at the money, her eyes moved, "Hey, Xiaolu, what if Gu Tingsheng doesn't accept the money? "

I collected the money, put it in my pocket, picked up the chopsticks and pointed at the food: "Sister, eat the food quickly, the food is cold."

"How about the two of us breaking up?"

Xia Wanwan didn't answer my words, and I saw her with a beautiful face thinking: "I told my father that Gu Tingsheng accepted it, and he wouldn't know it. I counted it, and it's 370 yuan. I haven't bought it yet. Having taken so much money, a huge sum of money... Gu Tingsheng is really rich..."

In the end, Wanwan's voice became smaller and smaller, and I bit the tip of my chopsticks. How can I evaluate this little thought? It's not necessary to go too far, but it's really not a good idea.

I was worrying about how to break my sister's mind back to purity and justice, so Wan Wan sat down and sighed, "Forget it, it's Gu Tingsheng's money after all, I won't be greedy for his money, I'll spend it by myself in the future. Don't use his!"

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Wanwan stared and found that I was staring at her.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at?" Wanwan was a little mad.

"I'm touched by you." I picked up a chopstick of vegetables and put them in my sister's bowl, "I just said, how can my sister be so brazen, as expected, my sister is still that pure and kind sister."

Xia Wanwan followed the trend of my chopsticks and fell into her bowl. She denied it first, "I hate eating vegetables."

"And Yang Lu... don't look at me with such gratifying eyes..."

Xia Wanwan's voice became weaker and weaker. I took back my chopsticks and picked another meatball for her. There is no shortage of pork, shiitake mushrooms, chicken, and vegetables at home. I thoughtfully said to Wanwan: "Eat vegetables to supplement vitamin C. Eat some meat and supplement protein, sister, you are not fat at all, as the saying goes, what you eat to make up—no, you eat more to lose weight, it is time to grow taller."

"Did you just want to say what you eat to make up for it, and then you put me a pork ball?" Wanwan looked at me at the vegetables and meatballs in the bowl.

She said to me: "Yang Lu, eat yours! Don't give me any more food!"

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After successfully pissing off Xia Wanwan, she also searched for my remaining two romance magazines and brought them to school, saying that she would read them after finishing her homework in the self-study class.

In the afternoon, I finished the manga commentary, read it through and polished it up, corrected some typos and wrong sentences, and received a phone call at three o'clock.

I hopped on one foot to pick it up, answered "Hello", and asked directly, "Is this Yang Lu's house?"

I'm a little strange. Isn't it obvious that this person is looking for me when he asks this question.But now I am 11 years old, no one will look for me except the school teacher.

Of course I couldn't figure it out, so I replied directly: "I am Yang Lu."

There was a moment of silence on the phone. It was a female voice about 30 years old. I heard her smile, and she said with a smile: "It turned out to be a boy. Hello, I am Chen Langli, the former editor of a cute girl magazine. The article you contributed "My Devil's Grass is an Iceberg" is the manuscript I reviewed, I passed the first review for you, but the editor-in-chief of the final review gave it a PASS."

When I heard her introduce her identity, my heart was moved. I was so happy to hear that she had said the first review, but the aunt's focus was too convincing, and it turned out that the draft was not approved in the end.

I heard that at the end, my mood had already been taken on a roller coaster by her, and when I spoke again, even though I was old mentally, I couldn't help but feel depressed: "Oh, then you just called me because you didn't get the notification manuscript?"

I thought at the time that it was quite humane. It was clearly stated in the magazine that there was no reply for two months and that the manuscript was handled by itself, but they even called to inform them that the manuscript had not been submitted.

"No."

God closes a door and opens another window. I haven't realized this call, this female editor, this time seems to be just a normal day in my life, looking at this day that is no different from yesterday , The beginning of this phone call brought me the first pot of gold in my life.

"It's like this, Yang Lu." The female editor obviously straightened her mind before calling, and she told me the ins and outs clearly and logically, "Because the end of the month is just in time for the final review, that's why your manuscript is so efficient. It was reviewed by the editor-in-chief. Regarding your novel, my evaluation is a little immature, and there are some bright spots in the whole. Some of your plots are very interesting, but there is still a lot of room for improvement in writing. If our magazine lacks manuscripts, this article It will be published, but we have already arranged the novels for the magazine in the next two months, so the requirements for manuscripts are relatively strict at present."

I listened, not knowing why she had to explain so much to me, but I heard the female editor continue to say: "I will resign next week and change jobs to be the editor-in-chief of a newly established magazine in Jincheng. Now I want to ask you, you Are you willing to pay the price of twenty thousand words?

The author has something to say: publish this novel in the supplement of "Romance Museum"? "

What editor Chen Langli said at the time, my first reaction was not that it could be published, not that I was excited and happy, but I quickly calculated, twenty thousand words, co-authoring this novel can only earn about 160 manuscript fees?

My disappointment is true, making money is a lot harder than I thought.

-------The author has something to say-----

1. I don’t know if you can watch anime or not. There’s a new show this month, “Young Girl’s War” is so beautiful...(___)ノ｜

2. I remember the author mentioned it once before, this article has a double birth, maybe I deleted it =口=

Gu Tingsheng was also reborn, and it was written indirectly, he was reborn when he was seven years old, a year earlier than Xiaolu's rebirth, but it is true that his memory is confused.

This cheat sheet said no, and Yang Lu also opened a cheat sheet to make money by writing novels.Say yes, this golden finger is not big, and the achievement is enough to eat and pay for tuition.After all, to publish a book, that is, the manuscript fee of about seventy-eight million yuan is not high. The publication time plus the author's writing time until the author finally gets the money. In fact, this cycle is normal for one to two months to half a year, that is, The average monthly income is about [-].

Of course, best-selling writers are different. The author's fee follows the sales volume, which is very powerful.