Ye Tian is under the leadership of middle-aged Zhang Shaohua

I came to the entrance of the editorial department.

The door is opened from the inside

A forty-year-old balding middle-aged man walked out dejectedly

Zhang Shaohua asked: "Lao Li, you haven't had it either." "

The bald middle-aged man shook his head, and left in frustration without speaking.

Zhang Shaohua sighed, "Xiao Ye, see it, the manuscript is really sad, I didn't lie to you." "

Ye Tian nodded, knocked on the door and entered.

The editorial department is not large, with a total of three editors

The ashtray on everyone's table is almost full

It seems that people who engage in literature love to smoke.

Ye Tian explained his intentions, and an editor of Wang Qiuyu spoke enthusiastically.

"Submission, okay, warm welcome, our newspaper has been short of good manuscripts recently. Wang Qiuyu smiled, "Young man, did you bring the manuscript?"

"Wang Bian, bring it. "

Ye Tian took out the first few manuscripts of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" from Bai Lu's schoolbag and handed them to Wang Qiuyu.

Wang Qiuyu took it with a smile and said politely: "You can sit casually first, wait a minute, I'll take a look first." "

Wang Qiuyu put on his eyes and read it seriously.

"The Legend of the Condor Heroes?Martial Arts Novel?".

"The Qiantang River is mighty and the river is endlessly bypassing Niujia Village, Lin'an Prefecture, West Zhejiang Road, day and night, and flowing into the sea in the east. "

Wang Qiuyu whispered:

"Lin'an Mansion, Southern Song Dynasty, Niujia Village, is a bit interesting. "

"The writing is capable, easy to understand, and good. "

"Hey, something. "

......

Wang Qiuyu gradually stopped making a sound, and was fascinated by it.

Read on page by page, and unconsciously turn the page

Wang Qiuyu is still unfinished, and his heart is a little itchy.

Seeing the two old guys smoking leisurely, the corners of Wang Qiuyu's mouth rose

"Lao Zhong, Lao Liu, take a look at this manuscript and express your opinions. "

Soon, the three of them were amazed and all agreed with Ye Tian's manuscript.

"The story is novel, the writing is concise, the plain and straightforward, the plot is interlocking, the ups and downs, which makes people linger and enjoy it. "

"Comrade Ye Tian, your "Legend of the Condor Heroes" has passed and can be serialized in our newspaper. "

Wang Qiuyu said with a smile, "How many words can you submit each week, because of the limitation of layout, the newspaper has to calculate the layout date of each article." "

Ye Tian replied directly, "Editor Wang, I have already finished writing the manuscript." "

"Ah, you're done. "

Wang Qiuyu stared at Bai Lu's bulging schoolbag, good guy, it turned out that he came prepared.

"Good boy, you're there. "

Wang Qiuyu has been an editor for so many years, and there are many people who have submitted the whole manuscript

But most writers generally polish a perfect beginning, go through the draft first, and then continue to write.

Because once the manuscript is saved, it will be a sad thing if it cannot be submitted.

Wang Qiuyu saw the wonderful beginning of "Shooting the Condor", and took it for granted that Ye Tian had polished it countless times.

"Ye Tian, you take out the rest of the full draft first and let me see it. Wang Qiuyu said kindly, "As for the manuscript fee, we will talk about it later, I promise to satisfy you." "

Ye Tian beckoned Bai Lu to take out the remaining draft and put it on the desk.

The three editors huddled together and read the following chapters with interest.

......

Half a cup of tea,,

The three of them put down the draft contentedly, and reasoned that they couldn't read it any further

"Lao Wang, don't let the little comrade wait for a long time, you go and do what you have to do, and we will help you check the rest first. The bald old bell said with a smile.

Wang Qiuyu could only endure the pain and hand over the manuscript in his hand.

"Comrade Ye Tian, I've kept you waiting for a long time. Wang Qiuyu couldn't help but praise, "Wonderful, really wonderful, the characters are vivid and vivid, lifelike, the storyline is ups and downs, history is the bone, art is the wing, which makes people want to stop." "

Bai Lu pursed her lips, and her heart was as sweet as eating sugar.

Ye Tian said bluntly, "Editor Wang, this is my first book, how is the remuneration for the manuscript?" "

Wang Qiuyu didn't expect Ye Tian to be so straightforward, it seems that he has talked too much

Refreshing people do refreshing things, Wang Qiuyu is not verbose, and directly began:

"General works cost 1 to 5 yuan per thousand words, fine works cost 5 to 10 yuan, and famous works range from tens of yuan. "

"Comrade Ye Tian, your "Legend of the Condor Heroes" has a unique style, and you can completely start a sect, and I can give 10 yuan for 1,000 words. "

Bai Lu secretly lowered her head and counted with her fingers

"Ten, twenty, thirty...... 100, 10,000 words is 100 yuan, there are so many words in this book, oh my God, how much money will there be."

Bai Lu was almost stunned.

Ye Tian was very calm, and his brother's book was worth the price

"Editor Wang, no problem, I can submit this book to your newspaper, but the full copyright of "Shooting the Condor" can give your newspaper free for five years, and after five years, the right to use it will not be free. "

Ye Tian knows very well that the remuneration is just a piece of cake, and the most valuable thing is that the copyright of the work must be firmly grasped

Wang Qiuyu was extremely shocked in his heart, he didn't dare to be in Xiao Xiao Yetian, this guy is knowledgeable.

This kind of thing has to be decided by the editor-in-chief

Let Ye Tian wait, he left the editorial office with the manuscript.

The remaining two editors enthusiastically discussed the story of "Shooting the Condor" with Ye Tian.

......

Half an hour later, Wang Qiuyu came back with a smile on his face

"Comrade Ye Tian, what you said is no problem, but the editor-in-chief has a request, within five years, you must ensure that you are creating two works, which will be exclusively represented by our newspaper, and at the same time, the manuscript fee of "Shooting the Condor" will be increased to 12 yuan per thousand words, what do you think? "

Ye Tian didn't talk nonsense, and happily agreed.

Soon, the contract between the two parties was signed

Ye Tian got a huge amount of money, 12,000 manuscript fees, and he became a 10,000 yuan household.

The money is in hand, and it's clean

He has the confidence to do anything, and Ye Tian plans to consume a wave of ruthlessly.

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PS: (Meng Xin knelt down and begged for all the data, flowers, evaluations, monthly passes, one by one, thank you for !!).

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