Chapter 66: Results Announced

The editor replied with a smile: "You guessed right, there is something that has not been negotiated between March and the supernatural world, and the supernatural world wants to integrate and publish the short stories written in March, and when there are more of them, but March is not satisfied with the price given by the supernatural world, and the two sides have not negotiated, boss, I think this is an opportunity for our folk ghost stories, while March and the supernatural world have not eased, we have to hurry." However, given that you asked March last time, and March didn't agree, I guess there should be a kind of contract between them, and if you want to win March over, you have to be prepared to pay a lot of liquidated damages to the supernatural world for him. ”

Wan Li nodded: "Your analysis is good, if you can really come to publish the folk ghost story in March, even if you pay more liquidated damages." ”

He immediately decided to contact March.

Jingle bells.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was reading a book at home, saw that it was an unfamiliar number, hesitated for a moment, but still connected.

"Hello, who?"

With the experience of the last time, this time Wan Li did not beat around the bush, but said directly to the phone: "Hello March, I am Wan Li, the editor-in-chief of the folk ghost story, we have met, I heard that you have a little conflict with the supernatural world, right? If you can come to me, your liquidated damages will be borne by our folk ghost stories in full, and I promise you that no matter how much the supernatural world gives you, I will give you double." ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang heard something messy in the clouds: "Wanli, what are you talking about? I have a good relationship with the supernatural world, and there is no contradiction, hehe, I've been too busy lately, I don't have time to write a manuscript, and in the next issue, my work will appear in the supernatural world." ”

"In March, I know that the supernatural world wants to integrate and publish your work, and it is very shameless to give you only that little money, you come to me, no matter whether your work is published in the future or derived from other copyrights, all copyrights are still in your hands. ”

"You're too worried, I'm fine in the supernatural world, and I don't have any thoughts of leaving. ”

"I hope so. ”

"Well, I'll hang up first. ”

Wan Li hung up the phone first, because he didn't want to chase too hard, and he could hear it, when March was talking just now, his tone was a little hesitant, he wanted March to think about it alone.

In fact, it is true, Zhang Xiaoqiang is really a little moved, because Wan Li said that if the folk ghost story is published, then all the copyright is still in his own hands, which is much more humane than the supernatural world.

If the supernatural world hadn't looked for him, before talking about integration and publishing, Zhang Xiaoqiang would have said that he would not have this idea, but after this incident, let him understand a truth, no one will be unable to live with interests.

However, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not take the initiative to contact Wanli, because he now has more important things to do.

Publication of the Liao Zhai series.

After writing one of the short stories, Zhang Xiaoqiang checked several well-known publishing houses in China from the Internet, sent the manuscript over, and then began a long wait, a few days passed, the email sent out was like a stone sinking into the sea, there was no response, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought about it, and called the publishing house directly, but the other party's answer made him speechless,

The other party said that he was just a newcomer, and if he wanted the publishing house to publish, he had to pass the test of the market first, and then hung up the phone.

Zhang Xiaoqiang felt funny, and there was no need to say how classic Liao Zhai was in his previous life.

However, he also understands the idea of the publishing house very well, a book is published, it has to go through many procedures, and the publishing house also has to take some risks, just like the online literature circle in the previous life, some novels are sold on the Internet, and they will buy the publishing copyright of the book.

Zhang Xiaoqiang thought about it and decided to put this matter aside for a while, and when he finished writing, he paid for it and published it himself.

A few days later, the results of the high school entrance examination came down, Zhang Xiaoqiang took the 192nd place in the city, he was very satisfied with his results, if he did not converge a little, I am afraid that it will attract several high schools to scramble, not long after, he received the admission notice of the second middle school.

At the same time, Wang Wenjing's phone also called, with excitement and excitement in her voice: "Xiaoqiang, let me tell you a piece of news, I was admitted to the No. 2 Middle School, I really hope we can be divided into a class! My family is dying of happiness, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't even be able to enter the gate of the No. 2 Middle School! By the way, have you been free recently, I want to treat you to a meal." ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not refuse, and after the two agreed on the time and place of the meal, they hung up the phone.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Tang Kexin sent a picture of a TT letter, which surprised him a little.

The picture is the admission notice of No. 2 Middle School, and it is actually Tang Kexin's name on it?

Didn't she apply for a high school?

How so?

Zhang Xiaoqiang hurriedly contacted her: "Didn't you apply for the first middle school? I looked at your results, ranking more than 70 in the city, and you were properly admitted to the first middle school?"

"Really, which eye did you see that I had applied for the first high school?"

"This ......"

"Why? Don't you like it?"

"......" Zhang Xiaoqiang's face is full of black lines, which school to apply for, what does it have to do with whether you like it or not.

Soon, Tang Kexin also realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly changed his words: "Don't get me wrong, I mean, you also applied for the second middle school, and we will still be classmates in the future, maybe we can be divided into the same class!"

"I hope so. ”

"By the way, Zhang Xiaoqiang, have you been free lately, I want to invite you to the water park to play. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm going to my grandma's house in a few days, and I won't be back until school starts. ”

What does Tang Kexin mean, how can Zhang Xiaoqiang not understand, he is still young now, and he doesn't want to talk about these things for the time being.

Hearing Zhang Xiaoqiang say this, Tang Kexin was slightly disappointed: "Okay, then we can only wait for school to start and see you again." ”

......

In a certain community, Tang Kexin reluctantly put down his mobile phone and pouted.

At this time, grandfather Tang Xueming came over and said with a smile: "Kexin, you don't have to go to school recently, you are still staying at home, this is not your style!"

"Grandpa, people don't want to go out to play!" Don't look at Tang Kexin in school, speaking coldly, looking like an iceberg beauty, but at home, in front of his family, he is still a child after all.

Tang Kexin is not indifferent, the reason why she put on this posture is because the boy who pursues her is embarrassed, in fact, Tang Kexin is a very lively and active girl in private, a lady at school, as soon as she gets home, she will be like a crazy girl.

"Tell grandpa, what troubles have you encountered, why don't you want to go out and play?"

Tang Ke thought for a while and said, "Grandpa, I have a classmate who wrote a poem, and I want to show it to you." ”

"Is it? A child who is only in junior high school can write poetry? It can't be limerick poetry!" Tang Xueming stroked his gray beard and laughed.