Chapter 260 Newspaper Submission
“Well written.”
Song Wei’s expression was a little proud.
“That’s right, even though I’m a bad student, there’s nothing wrong with writing some articles.”
Lin Zhen handed her the diary: “Have you ever thought about submitting it to a newspaper?”< br>
Song Wei, who was eating, paused: "Huh? Submit?"
She really hadn't thought about this.
Lin Zhen nodded: "You wrote very well, and you have photos. You should be able to do it if you have good evidence."
"How much will it cost if the manuscript is passed?"
If If it really works, it seems pretty good when you think about it.
Their family now has an honest way to make money, and no one will say anything when they buy a lot of things from now on. At most, they will say a few sour words, but there will be no suspicion.
After all, you can't always rely on Lin Zhen's retirement subsidies and allowances. Over time, some people will become suspicious.
Lin Zhen didn’t know how much the royalties were.
"Then let me try?"
So the next day, before everyone came to ask about the camera, Lin Zhen went out on his bicycle early in the morning and took Song Wei to develop the photos. Then I submitted an article to the newspaper.
She applied for newspapers in Beijing and this city.
The newspaper in Beijing uses articles and photos of killer whales to submit articles, from the discovery and rescue of killer whales, to the subsequent interactions with killer whales at sea, and the gifts sent by killer whales.
This is a complete story line, and it is quite surprising to read.
With photos as proof, no one would say that what she wrote was fake or exaggerated.
The story about the dog bodyguards of the Safety Brigade, which is used here in this city, mentions something about kidnappers.
After the manuscript was sent out by email, Song Wei didn't care much about it.
She just gave it a try and didn’t care whether she was chosen or not.
Taking the photos, they bought a lot of things and went back.
After I returned home, I was surrounded by everyone’s enthusiasm.
"Song Zhiqing, Lin Zhen, you guys are back. Have the photos been developed?"
Everyone looked at them with eager eyes.
The news about the camera has now spread throughout the brigade. They even know that Shuanzi’s family has taken photos, and they have photos at home.
So when Song Wei and Lin Zhen couldn't be found, they all ran to Shuanzi's house.
Although Grandma Shuanzi is bedridden and weak, she is unambiguous in showing off the photos and her eyes are full of smiles.
But it didn’t last long before I had to rest and sleep, so everyone looked at the photos in the yard.
The photo was held by Shuanzi's parents and grandpa, and no one else could get their hands on it for fear of damaging it.
After seeing the photos of Shuanzi’s family, especially the family portraits and the large photos of the old man alone, the old people in the village became jealous.
“This is good, this is a good photo, and it’s clear. After we die, our descendants will be able to recognize us through this photo.”
“Whether it’s a family photo, it looks neat, and it looks like a family. People are all neat and tidy..."
Many old people want to take pictures, and keep such a photo and pass it down from generation to generation at home, so that the younger generations of the family will know who their ancestors are. .
Therefore, after seeing the photos, everyone in the Ping An Brigade wanted to take photos even more.
However, the Shuanzi family also said in advance that this photo would cost money.
All their photos together cost five dollars.
A photo is very expensive these days, especially the 14-inch photo of the deceased. This is what the two old people wanted. Two photos cost three yuan.
This is because Song Wei used his own camera to take pictures for them without making any money. The price at the photo studio was more expensive.
Although the price is a bit expensive, the photos can be saved for a long time, so it is actually quite worth it.
So many old people still want to take a photo.
Or a family photo.
So knowing that Lin Zhen and Song Wei were out, most of the old people in the village who were not busy were sitting and waiting at the entrance of the village.
So there was the current scene of Song Wei and Lin Zhen being surrounded. Although Song Wei and Lin Zhen had expected it, everyone was still too enthusiastic!
“The photo has been developed.”
“You can take pictures, but the film is limited and you can’t take too many photos.”
“Everyone can take a quick look at the photo, so be careful. It’s torn.”
Everyone took the freshly baked photos and looked at their baby’s old face smiling broadly, with many folds showing out.
"Oh, this is such a majestic shot."
"My little grandson and my dog are all on top."
Song Wei saw that everyone was happy, but he didn't say anything about himself Contributing to newspapers.
Whether it works or not is still the same thing.
As for portrait rights, there are no portrait rights at all at this time.
Being able to report this matter is a very honorable thing for people nowadays. A newspaper can even be passed down as a family heirloom. It's too late to be happy. It's impossible for anyone to be unwilling.
If Song Wei said it now, he would probably not take his work seriously anymore and would just watch every day to see if there were any newspapers that Song Wei had contributed to.
So all things considered, let’s not talk about it.
In the days that followed, everyone took out their neatest and most beautiful clothes and put them on, hoping that Song Wei would take pictures.
Song Wei didn’t want to go, so he handed the camera to Lin Zhen.
Lin Zhen didn't want to go either, it would be too much trouble.
So we found Jiang Wenyong, the young son of the captain.
Holding the camera, Jiang Wenyong looked in disbelief.
“You really want me to take pictures?”
This pie-in-the-sky thing just fell on his head?
Lin Zhen nodded: "Just be careful not to damage it."
There is actually no technical content in taking pictures at this time, as long as you can take pictures of people clearly.
Lin Zhen taught him how to take pictures and even used his family members to practice taking a few pictures.
After Jiang Wenyong learned it, he was the first to try it on his nieces and nephews.
Lin Zhenge said that these were taken for him to practice for free, and the photos were also free.
After it was almost done, the job of taking pictures of the villagers fell to Jiang Wenyong.
This young man has a camera hanging around his neck, walking with wind in his eyes, and his smile is so bright that he wants to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun.
He also became the most popular young man in the entire Ping An Brigade.
Other young men of the same age as Jiang Wenyong are extremely envious of him.
They can do it too, why doesn’t Brother Lin Zhen look for them?
After taking a roll of film, Song Wei and Lin Zhen went to the photo studio to develop the photos five days later.
The owner of the photo studio:…………
This is a job grab!
But he can also make some money by developing photos, so that’s okay.
At the same time, after more than a month, the package sent by Song Wei and Lin Zhen to the northwest finally arrived.
It was Lin Zhen's comrade who picked up the package.
Yu Wei: "That boy Lin Zhen, sent so many things."
Although it was mainly sent to Uncle Song Wei, in order to thank him for his help, Song Wei and Lin Zhen I also sent a lot of things to their home.
"Hey, there is also mushroom sauce. This is... White Rabbit toffee. This thing is not cheap!"
Yu Wei's wife came over and was shocked when she came over to take a look.
"What kind of family does your comrade-in-arms' wife have? There is cloth here."
She liked the cloth just looking at it. It was not easy for them to buy cloth here, let alone rare things like White Rabbit toffee. .
“These are all given to us by that boy, there are too many.”