Happy Life [Rebirth]

"Is twenty thousand characters the uniform price for a supplementary novel?"

I asked the female editor, and when I asked, she obviously paused for a few seconds. I thought she didn't hear clearly, so I asked again: "Twenty thousand characters, can't the price be higher?"

Then there was a reply from the other side. Chen Langli's tone was a little subtle, and there was a little displeasure in the subtlety: "The novels in the main issue of "Yanqingguan" are between fifty and eighty thousand words, and the supplementary issue is a flat price of twenty thousand words , the supplement focuses on newcomers and new articles—are you a novice? Have you published in other magazines before?"

The displeasure in the female editor’s tone was not obvious, but I could still hear it, and I knew to continue talking about the price—I thought it was impossible to raise the price, and thinking about it, this article was indeed poorly written, and it would be considered acceptable if someone was willing to accept it. Lucky.

I replied to editor Chen Langli: "I have no experience of publishing novels before. This is the first time I can be published. Thank you editor for giving this novel a chance to publish. I am very happy."

Only Chen Langli laughed, and then neither of us spoke for a few seconds.

I thought that the phone bill is also money, so I said very politely: "If there is nothing else, then I will hang up."

Chen Langli immediately said: "Don't hang up yet!"

Then she asked in a strange tone: "Do you have anything else to ask?"

I was very surprised, what can I ask, I can only sigh in my heart now, the money is too little, the tuition fee for me and Wanwan is 160 yuan, the manuscript fee of [-] yuan is really not enough.

"That's right, student Yang Lu, I'll be in Jincheng next week, and the magazine "Romance Museum" will be officially released next month. The first issue plus a supplement will be distributed nationwide. Then our magazine itself is also looking for a group of new writers. You I checked the pseudonym Han Lu, and I have never seen this pseudonym before, so I have the intention of cooperating with you for a long time, and I want to cultivate your pseudonym."

After Chen Langli said these words, I thought about it, and the intention was good, but I only paid attention: "That is, I will submit an article for you, and you will give priority to publishing it?"

"...It depends on the quality of your manuscript."

"Is it always the price of twenty thousand words?"

Chen Langli's tone became subtle again: "It depends on the quality of your manuscript. As long as you write well and can be published in the regular issue, the price will follow the regular issue."

I thought about it in my heart, the other party was willing to throw an olive branch—although it was just a picture, but good intentions are better than no one cares, so I thanked her: "Okay, if I finish the manuscript in the future, I will submit it to you first. "

Chen Langli paused for another moment, and she sighed: "Okay, I'll send you a sample when our first issue comes out, so you can get to know our style, I think you can try other styles, more artistic Can the style be written?"

"I'll wait for your magazine." Before I saw the magazine, I didn't know anything, and I didn't jump to conclusions.

Chen Langli sighed again: "You are not very old by the voice, are you a baby voice?"

I:"…………"

Chen Langli: "Goodbye, I look forward to your next submission."

Chen Langli hung up the phone. I originally wanted to report my age. If we really cooperate for a long time in the future, we will know sooner or later.

But who knew that she hung up the phone suddenly, very decisively, and I didn't have time to say "I'm not a baby voice", and am I called a baby voice?

I'm really young.

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Xia Chaobei and Lin Shuzhen came back very early this evening, they returned home after eight o'clock, and I had already transcribed more than half of the manga commentary, when I first heard Wanwan shout: "Xiaolu, we are back! "

Then I heard Xia Chaobei say: "The house is small, it's okay, you don't need to change into slippers, you can come in with your shoes on."

Lin Shuzhen said, "I'll make you a cup of tea..."

Wanwan ran into the room, and before she could speak, or before I asked, an unfamiliar male voice rang out: "Lao Xia, brother and sister, you don't need it, just boiled water is fine."

"Is someone here?" I turned around, spinning the pen holder in my hand.

Wan Wan sat on my bed, her legs dangling, she smiled and showed her big white teeth, she asked me: "Do you remember Uncle Lin? So the uncle of our parents' small company?"

When Wan Wan said this, I wouldn't think about it unless she said it, and I knew who she was referring to after she said it.Uncle Lin, Lin Zhiqiang, Xia Chaobei and Lin Shuzhen used to be partners in the small trading company.

The company Xia Chaobei and Lin Shuzhen said was a company, but in fact it was more like a studio, doing some domestic and foreign trade orders.Xia Chaobei is a college English student, Lin Shuzhen is an accountant who studied in evening school, and Lin Zhiqiang is the one who has studied international trade.

Before the economic crisis came, Lin Zhiqiang went back to his hometown to get married and never returned. The company was transferred to Xia Chaobei and Lin Shuzhen. The small trading company Xia Chaobei and Lin Shuzhen did not make much money, and the profit was only [-] yuan a month. The economic crisis is a direct bankruptcy debt.

I made a "shh" gesture to Wanwan, I don't know why this Lin Zhiqiang came back again, his departure made Xia Chaobei and Lin Shuzhen worry for a long time.

Wanwan had a puzzled face: "Shh what?"

I pointed out the door and motioned for Wanwan to listen together.

The sound insulation function of this old house is average, and there is no sound insulation in one room. The voices of Xia Chaobei, Lin Shuzhen and Lin Zhiqiang's conversation in the living room came clearly.

I heard Xia Chaobei say: "Why are you back? Didn't you stay in Lin County to guard your wife?"

Lin Zhiqiang said: "My wife and others ran away, and I left a fart. If she runs away, she can run away. The house is also sold to me, and the deposit is also taken away by me!"

Xia Wanwan and I didn't expect to hear such explosive news all of a sudden. We looked at each other, and there was an eerie silence in the living room.

Then Wanwan and I heard Xia Chaobei and Lin Shuzhen say in unison: "...Then it's really not easy for you."

Lin Zhiqiang laughed twice, and I found that the voice was very hearty, without any gloom. I only heard Lin Zhiqiang continue to say: "I will come back after all the money is gone. I will come to Jincheng to pan for gold again while I am young. Talk about Lao Xia, Xiao Lin, why are you two setting up a stall to sell wontons? Even if the company is gone, Lao Xia, you can teach English, and Xiao Lin, you can be an accountant easily? How hard it is to set up a stall!"

When Lin Zhiqiang asked this question, I listened to it, and I felt all kinds of feelings in my heart. Lin Shuzhen said: "Oh, this...don't mention it."

But Xia Chaobei said: "As an English teacher, you earn [-] yuan a month, and Xiaozhen works as an accountant. Even if you work harder and do more private work, the top day is less than [-] yuan a month. We are still in debt, and we have children. Support, such a dead salary is even a problem for food."

Lin Zhiqiang: "Then sell wontons—"

"A day's sales are about [-], and it can reach [-] on weekends, and [-] on holidays is no problem." Lin Shuzhen spoke up, and quickly reported to Lin Zhiqiang, "Excluding the cost of materials, the monthly net profit is [-]. above."

After Lin Shuzhen finished speaking, I heard the sound of Lin Zhiqiang slapping his thigh, and he said straight away: "Damn it, set up a stall to sell wontons and make so much money!"

"Then you still live in this small crappy house? If you want me to say that you can buy a house with a loan, renting a house is throwing money out! Xiao Lin, you don't know this as an accountant?"

"I just paid off my debts at the beginning of this year." Xia Zhaobei sighed, "I don't have the money to buy a house. Don't forget, our two little boys still have to go to school, and they will need a lot of money when they go to high school and college."

After Xia Chaobei said this, a little discomfort accompanied by self-esteem welled up in my heart. I am different from Wanwan. I don’t treat myself as a child, so it is difficult to take Xia Chaobei and Lin Shuzhen’s treatment of me for granted. dedication.

I thought so, and went to see Wanwan again, only to find that Wanwan lowered her head, her hands and fingers intertwined, her body shaking slightly, and I saw a little helpless expression on Wanwan's face.

Lin Zhiqiang deliberately lowered his voice over there. He lowered his voice, but the sound insulation is really bad. Both Wanwan and I heard him say, "You didn't send them back to the orphanage, did you?"

I knew that Lin Zhiqiang had good intentions from the perspective of a friend, but I was still very uncomfortable.Even if I were in the situation of my adoptive parents at that time, I also felt that I was deeply imprisoned, so why should I act like a Bodhisattva to save others, but when things came to an end, I also understood the thinking of adoptive parents.

Because I can't bear it.

Just like in my previous life, I was also reluctant to part with Gu Tingsheng.

This is how people are. After you have feelings, you will always worry that you are not by his side, whether he is eating well, whether he is wearing warm clothes, how can you let go of such reluctance, even if you are deeply in prison. You have to grit your teeth and bear everything.

I clenched my back molars, feeling a sense of resentment and powerlessness in my heart, so I had no choice but to tell Wanwan, "Sister, don't think so much, some people don't understand, that's why I can say so easily—"

"Old Lin! Don't say that in the future!"

In the living room, Xia Chaobei's raised voice interrupted my words, and my words came to an abrupt end, Lin Shuzhen said: "Brother Lin, are you speaking in a human way, can you throw away your child because you have no money? "

Lin Zhiqiang's voice was very depressed: "This, if it were my own child, I would definitely not throw it away, but this is not, isn't it my dear?"

"Anyway, Xiaozhen and I won't have children anymore." Xia Chaobei said again, with a very bad tone, "Do you think these two sons of my family are relatives? They must be relatives, right?"

"Good good good good!"

Lin Zhiqiang made a few good words in a row, and his tone was very surrendered, with a subdued tone: "I don't care about your family affairs. I am looking for you two to discuss business matters. I will directly explain my background. I am now I still have [-] in hand, you guys

The author has something to say: how many?Let's continue to start anew, isn't it more stable than your stall? "

---The author has something to say=▽=--

In August of this year, Yang Lu skipped a grade to Class [-] and [-], and was inseparable from Gu Tingsheng every day.

Onlookers Zhang Yueyang, Xiang Linlin, Xia Wanwan: The relationship is so good!

Gu Tingsheng: Xiaolu, although you pretend to be expressionless, your eyes always fall on me. Tell me, what's going on?

Yang Lu: Because I can't bear it.

Half of Gu Tingsheng's blood bar was emptied in an instant, and his opponent Yang Lu used the first level of love words. This move was specific to the target of the attack: Gu Tingsheng.

Many years later, Yang Lu wrote a love poem, full of love words, the ultimate instant killing move, Gu Tingsheng, and died (o·ェ·｀o)