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Chapter Thirty-Six: It's All Open

Lu Li's face turned red instantly.

She was a little sad - Weiwei was so good before, why is she always like this, so cold now?

She whispered: "Don't you want to publish it? It's just a little earlier now..." Bai Shanshan had obviously read it.

Can't she just study?

Moreover, she did not hide it from Ding Wei when she was working part-time to make money. Ding Wei clearly made money by writing but she kept it secret.

Ding Wei was so polite: "I'm shy, and you can't write when you look at me."

Shy?

Chen Siyu came out of the bathroom and couldn't help laughing when she heard this sentence.

While wiping her hair, she said strange things to Lu Li: "You don't understand, why don't they want you around? Pretend to be stupid, that's it!"

Lu Li couldn't sit still anymore.

She lowered her head and lay directly on the bed.



Ding Wei didn't even look at them, she just put on her earphones and started again.

There is an outline and a detailed outline, and she has enough experience. It is not too easy to fill in the details. The heroine Mingyu is seventeen years old again. She first secretly runs a cram school to earn money to take her mother to see a doctor. Then she takes this opportunity to impress her biological parents.

, and then use the bright vision after rebirth to open a company and make money honestly, and at the same time slap the supporting actress in the face.

In the middle, I relied on adult learning methods to stabilize my grades and became the top scorer in the college entrance examination.

Along the way, I have worked hard, had ideas, and gained solid professional knowledge, and I have not been sloppy. If I have a grudge, I will be slapped in the face...

Not to mention whether anyone would read an article of this pace in 2005, from the perspective of editor Guo Mu, even in 2015, there would still be people who would like it.

Ding Wei is indeed talented in writing.

Now she finally took a fifteen-minute nap and concentrated on writing for two hours. She put away her work at night and continued writing until twelve o'clock. It was no problem to save 30,000 words of manuscripts every day.

For any author, this is a dream ability,

I have to say that with a healthy life and a young body, everything is really possible.

She couldn't be more satisfied with this kind of life.



Moreover, as she wrote fluently every day, her ideas became clearer and clearer. By the time the 320,000-word book "Rebirth: A Dislocated Life" was completed, everyone had already begun to pack their bags and prepare for the holiday.

National Day holiday and Mid-Autumn Festival.

Chen Siyu made an appointment with her friends early to go to a scenic spot, and Lu Li continued to work as a tutor. She took on another student and tutored her with homework from Monday to Friday. Now she has been transferred so frequently that she can no longer even attend to professional classes.

Maybe, Ding Wei's income also stimulated her.

Bai Shanshan had already received a call from her family, saying that the car had arrived at the gate. She was carrying a small bag and was going home without intending to take anything with her.

Before leaving, she thought about it, went to the bedside, took the notebook over and gave it to Ding Wei, and said with a smile: "You can keep it during the holidays!"

In the past two days, Ding Wei has been working on manuscripts and has not noticed that she doesn't talk to Lu Li very much anymore.

Lu Li watched from the side and remained silent.

Ding Wei also accepted it generously: "Thank you!"

Bai Shanshan blushed: "Well... your royalties haven't arrived yet, right? Then don't buy a mobile phone or computer first, and wait until I come over, okay?"

Ding Wei raised her eyebrows: "You..."

Bai Shanshan rarely responded quickly: "Let's choose together!"

Ding Wei looked at her and rubbed her round cheeks: "Be good."

Bai Shanshan didn't answer and ran out quickly.

Ding Wei looked at her back and sighed: If Shanshan really had a suitable laptop and mobile phone at home, it wouldn't be unacceptable for her to be a little over budget...

Alas...this is the downfall of the financial dog.



The National Day holiday has nothing to do with editors, because they still have to contact authors when they should publish magazines, review manuscripts when they should, and contact authors when they should.

Editor Guo Mu: You've finished writing! You've really finished writing! What kind of miraculous speed are you doing? Can't you really show me the saved manuscript?

Jingran Wenxian: "Dislocation" has not started serialization yet, and the price has not been negotiated. There is no rush. Don't you want to read the full text of "The Boss" now?

The magazine serialized 30,000 words in one issue. Originally, it would not have been serialized so much, but the editor Guomu knew that Ding Wei was anxious for money, so he chose the most intense turning point to put it there against all the opinions. The magazine was indeed bold and bold.

I was brave enough to actually agree.

Therefore, Ding Wei has already received the first payment of 2,000 yuan for her manuscript, and it will take a few days for the magazine to arrive.

This method of disbursing royalties has advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that there is no need to pay taxes, but the disadvantage is that it takes three months to get the 6,000 yuan. Ding Wei did not consider this before, and now her previous plans have been disrupted.

Editor Guo Mu also seems to know her dilemma, and now he is following the lead: I also watch "The Boss", and I also watch "The Misplaced Life"... It is certain that "The Boss" will be a big hit, to tell you the truth, we have

Wanwan Publishing House, a regular collaborator, is very optimistic about this book.

Editor Guo Mu: In this case, it is certain that the manuscript fee for your next book will be increased, but the specific increase must be so that we can see your full strength.

Ding Wei thought for a while and sent another 30,000-word plot.

Editor Guo Mu:??(ˊwˋ*)??

One minute later:???Why are there only tens of thousands of words?

Half an hour later: Please let me see the next story

Jingran Youlian: Do you think this thousand-word book is suitable for signing a contract?

Editor Guo Mu:...I will submit it to the editor now!

Damn it, is this really a student? So treacherous!



Ding Wei got a reply in the evening.

Beyond her imagination, the price was very generous.

Editor Guo Mu: 1,000 words is 150. You are still a newcomer. This is the ceiling. In our magazine, newcomers do not have this price range.

Not to mention whether this is true or not, but in this era, this kind of treatment is really good.

Ding Wei did the math, 1,500 words, 320,000 words, close to 50,000 yuan, just for serialization.

Jing Ran Youlian: Okay, that’s cool. What about the request?

If you give a newcomer such a high price, are you not afraid of hyping up the competition and poaching others? There will definitely be a follow-up.

Editor Guo Mu:...You really don't look like an eighteen-year-old girl.

Editor Guo Mu: Within three years, under the same conditions, your book will be signed to our magazine first. Of course, the remuneration will be constantly adjusted.

Jing Ran Youlian: What should I do if the subject matter and style are incompatible?

Editor Guo Mu: Our magazine is not limited to girls’ romance magazines. If you check it, you will know that we have all categories, and they all have the highest market share.

This is true, and it is precisely because of this confidence that they are the easiest to discover excellent works and retain good authors.



Within three years...

Ding Wei smiled: OK.

It was only three years later in 2008. In the golden age, Internet literature was on the rise and great people appeared frequently.

Before that, it would be great to have a stable job and have an advantage in copyright.


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