More than 200,000 words is not short for an academic work, not long for a popular novel. Chen Qing spent half an afternoon to finish reading.

Principal Chen asked, "How's it going?"

Chen Qing said with some excitement: "It is indeed a very good novel! It is grandiose, the characters are distinct, and there are some traces of Jin Yong." Although it can't be compared to the master's, it is much better than the stories in Lantian magazine now!"

The more she talked, the more excited she became, and said, "He's still in the village, I'll go talk to him!"

Principal Chen said: "These days, he goes to the city with his father to sell radishes during the day, and he probably won't be there during the day. ”

"Then I'll go find him at night!"

Principal Chen was taken aback and said, "You are a big girl, what are you going to do in the dark, this is not good." Especially in the village, there are few literate people, and they like to talk about other people's parents' shortcomings. You can't afford to leave the conversation behind. ”

"Okay. Chen Qing sat down and said to himself, "I really want to talk to him." ”

Principal Chen said, "He also said that he would ask you to help with the submission." said that the manuscript fee could be divided into half of us, and he was a very particular person, but I didn't ask for it. His family is so poor, if he can earn some manuscript fees, then he can also subsidize the family, why should I share that money. It's a good thing that you helped him contribute. ”

As soon as Chen Qing heard this, he became interested again, patted his chest and smiled: "Don't worry, I will definitely do it for him!

Principal Chen said: "He said that it would be better to advance the manuscript fee, and he is now waiting for the money to be used." ”

"Waiting for the money, does he have an urgent need at home?" Chen Qing said suspiciously.

"Hi. Principal Chen smiled helplessly: "There's nothing urgent, it's just that he said that if he doesn't eat something delicious, he will go crazy." ”

"Hahaha......" After Chen Qing heard this, he couldn't stop giggling and said, "He's really interesting." ”

Chen Qing didn't see Jiang Jun in the past few days on vacation, but she lived up to Jiang Jun's hopes, kept his manuscript, returned to Lantian County a day early, and went to the editorial office of Lantian Magazine.

The editor-in-chief of Lantian Magazine is a female editor-in-chief in her thirties and forties, surnamed Sun.

Editor-in-chief Sun and Chen Qing were more familiar, and said with a smile: "Yo, isn't this a talented girl, what kind of manuscript are you here to submit this time?"

Chen Qing said with a smile: "Aunt Sun (people at that time were relatively simple, and I was not angry when I was called an aunt in my thirties and forties), this time I, a little talented girl, will stand aside first, and there is a work of a great talent, show it to you." As he spoke, he reached for it in his purse.

Editor-in-chief Sun said: "What works, what works?"

Chen Qing handed over a sealed package, went over, and said, "Martial arts novels." ”

Editor-in-chief Sun said while dismantling: "Martial arts novels." After Jin Guliang sealed his pen, Wen Daxia and Huang Daxia are the most powerful now, but there are no powerful writers in our mainland. It is also an endless stream of fake writers such as Jin Yongxin and Gu Longju. Then there is the writing of martial arts as a romantic novel, and it is no longer shoddy. Really high quality ones are rare. ”

"I can guarantee that this one will be of high quality!"

Editor-in-chief Sun opened the package, quickly flipped through it for more than ten minutes, and said, "Hey, which great writer is this, asking you to submit it to me?"

"It's the new writer. ”

"It's not easy for new writers. The writing is beautiful, the main line is clear, it is indeed a masterpiece, and it can be published. ”

Hearing this, Chen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, since Chen Qing read this work, he has stood on Jiang Jun's position, and he really hopes that this work can be published.

"What's his pen name?"

"Pen name, forehead ......" Chen Qing saw that there was no pen name written on the manuscript, and his father did not explain, so he replied: "His name is Jiang Jun." Ginger of ginger, handsome of handsome. "Thinking of this, I think it's funny, a piece of ginger is still very handsome.

"My real name is published?" said Editor-in-Chief Sun, "I have to have a pen name." ”

In those days, a phone call was not cheap. If Chen Qing called his father to ask for his pen name, it would be too extravagant, and he might not be able to ask.

"Isn't my real name okay?"

"Well, that's okay, a lot of writers are like that now. Including the great writers who published things in the "Xijing Magazine". ”

Editor-in-chief Sun looked at the layout and said, "That's it, tell him that our Lantian Magazine is published once a week, and each issue will publish 15,000 words of his work, about 60,000 per month." In this case, it will take more than three months to use up these manuscripts. Let him write the follow-up text in three months, and be sure not to fall behind. ”

Chen Qing asked curiously: "Then what is the price of a thousand words for this work?" Chen Qing also often posts poems here, and one of her poems is five yuan per thousand words.

Editor-in-Chief Sun thought for a moment and said, "Although he is a new writer, the manuscript is really good, 1 yuan per thousand words." ”

Chen Qing was still a little proud when he heard 1 yuan at the beginning, it seems that this kid's work is still not as high as the price of this girl.

But after a while, she suddenly realized that she was writing poems, 5 yuan for 1,000 words, and sometimes she couldn't write 200 words and couldn't get 1 yuan.

And he wrote a novel, and there are already 200,000 words here, which is equivalent to these manuscripts, which are worth 200 yuan!

It seems that people are still making money!

Chen Qing thought about the manuscript fee, and said, "That's right, editor-in-chief." The author would like to be able to advance some of the manuscript fees. ”

"Advance payment?"

"Yes, his family is relatively poor, waiting for money. ”

Editor-in-Chief Sun was still hesitating, Chen Qing went up and shook her arm and said, "Aunt Sun, just do a good deed and help others." ”

Editor-in-Chief Sun nodded her forehead and said, "You little clever ghost." Okay, I'll advance two hundred dollars and pay off the money for these manuscripts in one lump sum. This can't be said to help him, it's about the quality of his manuscript. ”

Chen Qing got two brand new 100 yuan tickets from the magazine. It was the nineties, although Chen Qing's family background was acceptable, but she was still in school, how could she have seen so much money.

But although she has a lot of money, she still honestly puts it in her purse and never moves.

Looking at a note given by Editor-in-Chief Sun, she hesitated.

The note was the address of Lantian Magazine, and Editor-in-Chief Sun said that with this address, Jiang Jun could send the manuscript over in the future without Chen Qing's help to run errands.

Her hesitation was because she actually thought that this errand work was quite interesting, and she also wanted to talk to Jiang Jun more, so in her hesitation, she first twisted the address into a ball and threw it into her purse.