The first reply from the publisher was finally received.

It's just a rejection letter from Haber Press.

Wang gradually said that he was not uncomfortable, but it was also expected.

After all, the general direction of the novel is that literature and ideology are the most important.

The English version of "I Am the Archmage" is too lacking in this regard.

He went to the bathroom and washed his face, looked into the mirror and said, "It's okay, there is still a chance, there are still seven publishing houses, come on!"

Then, he walked out of the apartment as usual, ready to go.

The old man's condition has deteriorated, and he has not been working in the community recently.

He went to the hospital to see the other party once, but the old man seemed very calm, and seemed to have accepted the outcome of his imminent death.

Therefore, Wang gradually had to work alone.

He arrived at the check-in location and counted the date while waiting for another community work.

It's been 10 days of labor, and there are still 40 days left, and you can be liberated.

When the time comes, even if all submissions are rejected, Wang Jian can go to Chinatown, and no matter how bad it is, he can still serve a plate or something.

He counted the money in his pocket, his face bitter.

The days when you only get in and can't get out, and your net worth is thin, it's hard.

Listening to the people around him discussing where to go for another vote, he felt like he was about to make a move.

At this time, Lily, the sign-in officer, slowly drove to the sign-in point.

When she stepped out of the car door, there was a sudden silence around her.

Because, she is a little different today.

The original blue sign-in officer's uniform was gone, replaced by a white tight shirt.

The black trousers were also replaced by a red one-step skirt, and the black stockings made her legs more slender.

This dress makes the Slavic blonde Lily even more beautiful, and with a height of about 1.7 meters, people can't tell that she is a single mother who is close to 30 years old, but more like a fashion model.

When she walked to the sign-in point in her thin heels, everyone, including Wang Yan, looked at her blankly.

"Alright, let's start checking in. Lily coughed lightly and said, "Except for the king, everything is as usual with the others." ”

"Come here, king. ”

Wang gradually walked over with a bewildered face in the obscene and envious eyes of everyone.

I didn't do anything bad.

As for going to do a vote or something, it's just a matter of thinking.

What did she call herself for?

When Wang gradually walked up to her, a strong smell of perfume came to the surface.

Lily raised her head and looked at Wang gradually with pale blue eyes, "You are 17 years old this year, and you were sentenced to community labor for the first theft, right?"

"Yes. The king replied with a bowed head.

"Then if you were given a chance to reduce the community work by two days, would you be willing?"

"Well, let's see what's going on. The king hesitated, he didn't want anything extraneous to happen.

"It's very simple, you come to my house tonight, be a nanny for two hours, and I will sign you in for your community work today and tomorrow. She lifted her legs, and her stocking-wrapped legs were crossed one by one.

"Why me?" Wang gradually wondered.

"Temporary babysitters are hard to find, and you're under my supervision. Or," Lily pointed to the others involved in community labor, "looking for them?"

Wang gradually turned his head to look.

All kinds of habitual thieves, illegal gun owners, and brawlers are lazily pushing garbage trucks, slowly mixing time.

"It's only two hours, my date is over, and I'm going home. She continued, "And you can leave now, and you don't have to come back tomorrow." The price is just to be here at eight o'clock in the evening. ”

As he spoke, he handed Wang a slip of paper with a string of addresses written on it.

Wang gradually hesitated for a moment, and considering that he would have to mingle with her for at least 40 days in the future, he asked, "Then how old is your child?

The girl didn't dare to take care of it herself.

"The boy, named Jean, is 5 years old. Lily smiled, "You don't have to worry, he's very well-behaved." ”

"Okay. The king gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Good. Lily smiled and repeated, "Before eight o'clock." ”

Wang gradually pinched the address in his hand, nodded and left.

As for whether he is afraid that others will report that he is not working, Wang gradually said that it doesn't matter at all.

In the United States, no member of the community labor dares to offend the sign-in officer.

Moreover, betraying others is very despised.

Wang gradually thought about how to arrange this sudden extra half a day on the road.

Alas, let's find a way to get a job.

He bought a copy of the New York Daily and went to the apartment to read it.

While he was trying to figure out where there were jobs that didn't require academic qualifications and qualifications, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Al forgot to get the key again?

Wang gradually opened the door with irritability, and was about to complain.

Suddenly, he noticed a young white man in a suit standing in front of him.

Whites?

Suit?

The first word that popped up in Wang's mind was "FBI".

"Hello, my name is Roy. The young man outside the door introduced himself, "Editor of Scholastic Press, are you the author of "I Am the Archmage"?"

Edit?

Scholastic Press?

"I am, how did you find it here?, and how do you know that I am the author of that book?" asked Wang gradually and cautiously.

It can't be that he is not cautious, there are not many liars in the United States, and most of them are dressed like dogs.

"This is the address you wrote on your submission address, and the author's name is Wang Yan, who should be Asian. Roy pronounced Wang's name in a broken accent, "And the Bronx is very little Asian." ”

Wang gradually watched him take out the submission, and basically confirmed that the other party was not a liar.

So he quickly invited someone in and poured him a cup of coffee.

"What do you say about this manuscript? Roy placed the manuscript on the table, considering the words.

"It's new, it's rare. So after much consideration, we decided to approve it. ”

When the king heard this, he was excited.

But before his excitement was over, he heard Roy say again: "But since no novel of a similar style has been published, we can't give you guaranteed royalties." ”

"And we can only give you 4% of the royalties. And because of the cost, we were only able to print 10,000 copies of the paperback book, priced at $10 each. Whether to print or not will also depend on the subsequent situation. ”

"In addition, the copyright of the paper distribution of this book belongs to our publishing house. You may not authorize any person or organization to publish this book. ”

Roy threw a barrage of bombs, making Wang, who had just been a little excited, dizzy.

There are no guaranteed royalties, which means that it is difficult to say whether you can make money from that book.

4% royalties, and only 10,000 copies were printed.

In other words, even if all of them are sold, you will be able to make a profit of 4,000 dollars.

And the paper copyright also belongs to the other party, so I can't even submit to the newspaper and be a serialized short story.

This... condition

It's a bit harsh.