Chapter 3 Final Edition Receives Royalty
After Shen Liang became Dao Tou, he took advantage of his position to find out the murderer, and then provided the information to Meng Fang and Chang Yu. The two men waited for opportunities to kill people, pretending to be ghosts and gods. Previously, Shen Liang used the protagonist Bao Zheng to deliver news, but Bao Zheng didn't know his intention at the time. In this way, "Famous" and "Blood Altar" look more like a whole.
Lu Yun found some clues among Shen Liang's relics and was killed while investigating. Lu Yun's death made Bao Zheng very sad and vowed to find the murderer.
Bao Zheng went to check Lu Yun’s body. Someone pretended to be a ghost to scare Bao Zheng, but Bao Zheng exposed it. The person pretending to be a ghost was Zhan Zhao. Zhan Zhao listened to Bao Zheng's analysis and believed that he needed to rely on Bao Zheng to find the real murderer. So he offered to follow Bao Zheng to protect his safety.
The appearance of Nan Xia Zhan Zhao ensured Bao Zheng's safety.
Liu Hongmin’s settings in the story framework have also begun to gradually relax. Mu Yanhua has been deleted, and after Zhan Jun and Gongsun Ce have been deleted, there is no need for this weird setting to exist. After the Kanyi tribe was deleted, Kanyi Village was also changed to Shishan Village, a hidden village located in Jiushi Mountain.
Half a month later, Zou Shifang came to him and said, "Hongmin, the new issue of "Weiming Lake" has been finalized, and your novel has been selected."
Liu Hongmin asked happily: "Really? Are you going to publish them all at once?"
"Of course!" Zou Shifang said: "Although your novel is a bit long, this issue of "Weiming Lake" The manuscript was a little short, so I inserted "Young Bao Qingtian" into it. I heard that it only added two pages. "
Two pages are indeed not much, only 18,000 words. .
"By the way, when will the royalties be paid?"
Zou Shifang laughed, "I knew you would ask this, so I came to inform you to collect the royalties. Because of the quality, I can only give Your price is three and a half yuan per thousand words, which is a total of 267.7 yuan."
Liu Hongmin asked subconsciously: "Only more than two hundred yuan?"
"That's a lot!" Zou Shifang said. I've seen the fee sheets, others are in the tens of dollars, but you are in the hundreds."
Liu Hongmin came back to his senses and said with a smile: "I don't think the more the better. Well!”
He secretly warned that he could no longer measure current money by the prices in 2024. Two hundred yuan in 1978 has more purchasing power than twenty thousand yuan in 2024. Peking University’s monthly stipends and subsidies are about 15 yuan. Liu Hongmin mails 5 yuan home every month, and with the remaining 10 yuan, he is still living happily.
If this were placed in 2024, one thousand yuan might not even be enough to pay for food.
Zou Shifang glanced at him speechlessly, "Okay, come with me quickly. You have received the manuscript fee today, so you have to treat me."
Liu Hongmin said with disgust: "You are so Are you used to it? You are an editor now, and you are paid every month!”
“My annual salary is not as much as your salary this time!”
After all, "Weiming Lake" is an on-campus publication, and editing is done part-time by teachers and students. It is impossible to give a formal editor's job, and can only receive a subsidy of 5 yuan to 10 yuan. It only adds up to about 100 yuan a year, which is certainly not as much as Liu Hongmin’s royalties.
Liu Hongmin cried out: "I have been writing this novel for more than half a year. Do you know how many brain cells have been burned to death? You can get a hundred and eighty yuan just by reading the book, which is like picking it up for free. "
Zou Shifang pushed him out of the dormitory, "We all picked it up for free, so it's up to you to work hard!"
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Hearing this, Liu Hongmin shut her mouth and quickly followed Zou Shifang to collect the royalties.
He was just joking with Zou Shifang. When Zou Shifang received the first month's subsidy salary, he also invited him to dinner. He is not stingy either. After receiving the royalties, he will definitely treat him to a meal.
Zou Shifang took him to the accountant's office, where someone happened to be collecting royalties.
"Zhenyun, are you there too?" Zou Shifang knew this person, pulled Liu Hongmin over and said, "This is Liu Hongmin, a junior student in the history department. The next issue of "Young Bao Qingtian—— "Famous in the World" was written by him. "
Liu Zhenyun looked at Liu Hongmin in surprise, "Why did you want to write a mystery novel?"
"Liu Zhenyun, you were a family five hundred years ago."
Liu Hongmin and Liu Zhenyun said hello, "I just wanted to earn some royalties, and since I majored in history, I wrote this novel on a whim. . ”
“Zhenyun is amazing. He started writing at the age of 14. He was the top candidate in liberal arts in Henan last year. Zha Jianying said he has great potential.”
Liu Zhenyun was a little shy, "My writing is not very good. If the editor was not Cha Jianying, I would definitely not be able to pass the manuscript."
"Zhenyun, you are underestimating yourself." Zou Shifang encouraged him, "We are just college students now. How high can our writing level be? As long as we keep writing, we will definitely be able to write well in the future."
Liu Zhenyun looked at Liu Hongmin, and after having already written It was difficult for him to feel confident in front of Liu Hongmin in the novella.
Liu Hongmin didn't notice Liu Zhenyun's actions. He had already signed the receipt for the manuscript fee and was looking eagerly at Accountant Zhu behind the table counting the money!
The largest popular denomination now is 10 yuan, which is called "Great Unity" because it has the image of workers, peasants and soldiers printed on it.
Finally when Accountant Zhu finished counting the money, Liu Hongmin immediately took it and counted it over and over again.
“Okay, no matter how much you spend, it’s still money.”
Zou Shifang was speechless at this money fan and pushed him, "Hurry up, there will be no place if you are late."
Liu Hongmin left a big unity card and stuffed all the other money into his pocket. Then he said to Liu Zhenyun: "Family, you come too, let's go out for a drink."
"I won't use it!" Liu Zhenyun was a little embarrassed.
Zou Shifang hugged his shoulders and pushed him out, "Zhenyun, there's no need to be polite to him. This kid has earned so much royalties that he has a lot to eat."
In this way, the three of them went to a restaurant outside the school, ordered a few dishes, a bottle of wine, and had a tooth ceremony.
"Hongmin, have you started writing the second part of "Young Bao Qingtian"?"
"You are already writing, but writing has been slow recently. I plan to return to my hometown after the winter vacation. Write."
"You want to go back to Hanhai?" Zou Shifang asked, "It will take about ten days, right?"
"It's not necessary." My house is connected to the Changbai Line, which was built by the Little Devil. As long as you can get on the train, it only takes four days to go back and forth.”
“That’s not bad!”
Zou Shifang did not neglect Liu Zhenyun, "Zhenyun, what about you? Are you going home for the winter vacation too?"
"Back!!" Liu Zhenyun nodded, "My brother is studying in the mountain city and will definitely not be able to come back, so I have to go home."
"What do you want to write about during the winter vacation?"
"I haven't decided yet."
(End of this chapter)
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