Re-select the life system

Chapter 21: Chapter 21
"Follow you?"

Hu Xingwang looked at Qin He's crutch jokingly, and said.

"Could it be that I'm leading you to tell someone's fortune like that blind man in Lin's Village?"

Qin He was almost swallowed by the rice porridge, and replied angrily.

"Yes, you see that your eyes are blurred and your forehead is black. This is a manifestation of kidney deficiency!"

"You have kidney deficiency!"

The two joked with each other for a while, Qin He ate breakfast, packed some manuscripts written a few days ago, and sent a few more letters today while going to town.

After sending the inventory in his hand, he is going to look for a magazine to cooperate with and write according to the style required by the magazine. With the support of the magazine's manuscript fee, he can complete the creation of the novel himself!
Hu Xingwang's bicycle was parked at the door. Although Qin He said that there was no need to put any cushions, Hu Xingwang still wrapped a piece of cloth with a fertilizer bag on the back seat, so that it was not so hard to sit on.

Hu Xingwang rode the ten-mile road from Hujia Village to the town very hard. He basically pushed his bicycle through it. When he arrived in the town, it was already 10:30 in the morning, which was slower than walking.

Qin He got out of the car a little embarrassed. It was much more comfortable than yesterday, at least it hadn't rained yet.

When they arrived in town, Hu Xingwang pushed the car and found a pond to wash the car. The mud was stuck in it. The two made an appointment to meet at the school gate at twelve o'clock. Qin He walked to the school on crutches.

Qin He skillfully found the principal's office, knocked on the door, but there was no one there. After waiting for a while, he asked a teacher before he learned that there was a meeting. Qin He arrived in no hurry, so he walked around for a while.

Qin He stood on the teaching building, looking at the gray sky, looking up at the sky, wondering if the earth is in the distant interstellar space or not in the same dimension.

"Hey, Xiaolin, why are you standing here? Come on, come to my office!"

Qin He just stood there for a while, when he saw the bald principal running over in a hurry.

Qin He obviously felt that today's bald headmaster had a different attitude towards him.

Taste it carefully, do you feel a little pleasing?
What are you doing to please yourself?

Qin He entered the principal's office with some doubts.

"Come on, Xiao Lin, this is white tea that has been preserved for two years. Today you have a good fortune. I usually don't want to drink it!"

Qin He sat on the chair a bit cautiously. In this world, there is nothing good without a reason, and it doesn't feel right!

Seeing Qin He's nervous look, the bald principal also felt that he had gone too far, and quickly smiled.

"Xiao Lin is like this. Yesterday afternoon, I received a call from a reader's magazine, looking for an author whose pen name is Li Yuncong. I thought about it for a long time, and the author of Li Yuncong should be you, right?"

When Qin He heard this, he immediately understood that this was the reader's magazine editorial department's belated awareness, and finally found out that he had called.

And the principal is so enthusiastic about himself, from the row of readers' magazines on the principal's bookshelf, it can be seen that this is a proper fan of readers' magazines.

Perhaps the principal had other desires for his attitude, but after Qin He knew the reason, he naturally lost his previous restraint and quickly became more polite.

While talking, the bald principal took out a notebook from the drawer, opened it, and said to Qin He.

"Xiao Lin, there are two phone numbers here. I have marked them both for you. The first one is from Zhiyin Magazine, and the second one is from Reader Magazine. You can call them now."

Qin He hastily stepped forward and bowed to take it, and the principal also pushed the phone on his side excitedly.

I don't know how excited the headmaster was. Qin He answered the phone, after thinking about it, he still dialed the number of Zhiyin Magazine. For him now, making money is the most important thing.

The phone was connected quickly, and a middle-aged male voice sounded tired.

"Hi, hello, I'm Cui Zhiguo!"

"Hi, hello, I'm Li Yuncong!"

Qin He's simple words made Cui Zhiguo on the other end stunned for a second, and then he realized that his voice became a little louder, and he replied with a somewhat excited expression.

"Hello, Teacher Li Yuncong, I'm Cui Zhiguo, editor of Zhiyin magazine, may I ask if you sent seven articles to our magazine a while ago?"

"Seven articles? I remember it should be eleven, right? They were sent in three letters. Have you received two letters so far?"

"Yes, we have received two letters so far, containing seven articles. All seven of the articles meet the manuscript standards of our magazine, and I personally like your articles, Mr. Li!"

The two complimented each other for a while, and Qin He also opened up the topic, asking about the draft fee.

According to the normal process, it would take at least two months for Qin He to receive the manuscript fee, but Qin He really needed the money urgently.

The two chatted for more than ten minutes, and when they heard a teacher on the other side, and their compliments were more diligent than themselves, Qin He knew there was something going on.

Old Cui wanted to talk about cooperation, and Qin He wanted to talk about money. The so-called Lang had a love affair with a concubine, and the two hit it off immediately, and initially negotiated cooperation.

Lao Cui will also apply for the manuscript fee to Qin He as soon as possible. It is very common for the author to withdraw the manuscript fee in advance, especially some well-known authors, and some magazines even pay the manuscript fee in advance.

The two talked on the phone for half an hour before Qin He put down the phone and looked at the stunned bald headmaster, Qin He remembered that there was another spectator in front of him.

"Xiao...Xiao Lin, you just said that you are going to provide five to ten manuscripts to Zhiyin Magazine every month?"

"Well, this is a preliminary cooperation plan. In fact, the style of Zhiyin magazine is those goofy things. It's not a problem to make up a few stories at once!"

The bald headmaster finally felt a little inferiority complex. Over the years, he had sent at least a dozen manuscripts to the magazine, but he hadn't published even one of them. Hey, people compare themselves to others, it's so annoying!

Only then did Qin He remember that he still had to contact the Reader Magazine, so he hurriedly made a call.

The call was still quickly connected, this time it was a young voice who answered the call.

Xiao Han from Reader Magazine was also very surprised when he received a call from Qin He. Xiao Han was not as sophisticated as Old Cui. The reason why he didn't remember the phone call until yesterday was mainly because of the three letters sent by Qin He, and the other two were sent by others. The editor has reviewed the manuscript.

The result was not surprising at all. He was shocked as a heavenly man. All twelve articles sent by Qin He were accepted. The editorial department has been discussing Li Yuncong, an author who appeared out of nowhere in the past two days.

Because there was no telephone contact information, the other editors wrote back to Qin He, but Xiao Han saw the reminder letter behind Qin He, and wondered if this Li Yuncong would contact the magazine in advance?

That's why I went to try my luck, and finally found Li Yuncong's phone consultation. Xiao Han was about to get off work yesterday, but he couldn't wait to call and ask.

Xiao Han was more respectful than old Cui, and he talked to Mr. Li Yuncong one by one, which made Qin He feel embarrassed.

Seeing that the other party's attitude is so good, Qin He also began to discuss cooperation with the other party. The cooperation he just reached with Lao Cui can also cooperate with Xiao Han this time.

When Qin He talked about the manuscript fee, Xiao Han's answer to Qin He made him not very satisfied.

The manuscript fee standard for the reader magazine turned out to start at ten yuan per thousand words, and 30 yuan for original works.

Although these numbers are followed by the word "Start", Qin He is not satisfied!

Just now, old Cui Ke from Zhiyin magazine gave him a clear guarantee that it would not be less than [-] words per thousand characters, or even higher, depending on the effect of subsequent publications.

And the Reader's Magazine only started with a thousand words and thirty words?Is this too low?
Qin He felt like returning the manuscript he sent earlier. Is this insulting?
The bald principal at the side didn't care about the manuscript fee, but when he heard that the editor of the reader's magazine was so respectful to Qin He, his envy was beyond words.

(End of this chapter)