The most famous newspaper in LA is, of course, the Qiantang Evening News.

This world is the same as Shen Huan's original world, after being impacted by online media, many newspapers that had infinite scenery before have cooled down.

However, a newspaper with a deep foundation like the Qiantang Evening News still has a daily circulation of more than 500,000 copies in the Internet age.

Of course, this issuance is for one province in Zheyue Province.

Shen Huan wanted to contribute, of course he chose to be on the "Qiantang Evening News".

The people it covers are the readers who can be converted into small noodle restaurants the fastest and most directly, and the effect is produced relatively quickly.

If you submit your manuscript today, if the editor thinks it is good, it will be available in three to five days at the latest.

As for the first release on the Internet, Shen Huan didn't think about it.

Copyright issues have always been an unavoidable topic.

Although the online press conference was seen by people all over the country as soon as possible, there was no good way to ensure the ownership of this article.

If it's published in a newspaper and then on the Internet, then there's a real evidence.

Shen Huan won't make money with "A Bowl of Yangchun Noodles", but the glory of this author should also be enjoyed by him, right?

There are more shameless people on the Internet, and after a little change, it becomes their own plagiarism, not 10 million, but 1 million.

In addition to this, there are also copyright protections such as music and movies, which are also at a similar level as in previous lives.

Fortunately, Shen Huan is used to it, so he has measures to deal with it.

The methods of submitting articles to the Qiantang Evening News are now also divided into online submissions and letter submissions.

Shen Huan was not bad for two days, and sent it directly to their editorial office by registered mail, and submitted the column of "Essay Essays".

Before sending it to the editorial office, Shen Huan first printed a manuscript, stamped it at the post office and sent it to his home, and then waited until the afternoon to come to the post office again and send the manuscript to the Qiantang Evening News.

In the next few days, Shen Huan waited for the contact of "Qiantang Evening News", while exercising, and by the way, he also checked the specific situation of this world and learned more about common sense.

Every night when he went out for a run, Shen Huan could hear the sound of Shui Qianyu practicing guitar or guzheng in the yard.

In my memory, this girl began to practice guzheng at the age of five, started playing ukulele at the age of six, and began to play the guitar at the age of ten.

In addition, Shui Qianyu's voice is also very talented, and she sings like a lark, crisp and beautiful.

She has gradually passed the period of voice change at this time, her voice is not so strong, but it is not sharp, if it is used as a pop singing method, she is already very skilled.

And no wonder.

Shui Qingshan herself is the lead singer of a rock band, and her family history is very good, and with such a father training, it is strange that she has not grown in this regard.

There were no newspaper editors fighting with each other, triggering a series of seizures of manuscripts, or even the frustration of looking down on rejections, and on the afternoon of the fourth day after Shen Huan sent the manuscript, he received a call from the newspaper.

"May I ask if it's Mr. Chu Liuxiang?"

"I am. ”

"I'm Zhang Xinde, the editor of the 'Essay Essay' of the Qiantang Evening News, and you contributed an article called "A Bowl of Yangchun Noodles" to our column before, right?"

"Yes. ”

"I'm glad to tell you that your article has been adopted by us. If you are free tomorrow, you can come to our editorial office, bring your identification, and sign the contract, that is, the first time it is a little troublesome, and then we can mail the contract online, and then transfer money online. ”

"Okay! I'll be here tomorrow morning. ”

"Hehe, a group of editors like you very much, and everyone is looking forward to meeting you as a talented author, so see you tomorrow?"

"See you tomorrow!"

......

Early the next morning, Shen Huan, whose pen name is Chu Liuxiang, took Shui Qianyu, who insisted on following him, to the building where the "Qiantang Evening News" was located in the city.

He checked, everyone in the five martial arts does not exist, and even the genre of martial arts has not been formed at all, so naturally there is no thief Chu Liuxiang in the world.

This is also the first time that Shen Huan has left the area around Mingde Lane when he comes to this world.

This building with more than ten years of age is actually the headquarters of Zheyue Newspaper Group, which is built in a very grand manner, and the clothes who come and go are very fashionable, but it is a little hurried.

But when they saw Shen Huan and Shui Qianyu, they couldn't help but slow down, and even stopped directly and stared at them.

The people who stopped were all women, and they were naturally looking at Shen Huan.

Shen Huan, who was just wearing a simple T-shirt and shorts, plus a pair of sneakers, wore less than 200 yuan all over his body.

But these fashionable women stared at Shen Huan closely, and several of them were younger, and their faces didn't even show a look of intoxication.

Shui Qianyu sighed, took out a pair of children's toad glasses from the small schoolbag behind her back, and put them on the bridge of Shen Huan's nose.

In this way, Shen Huan's handsome face was half covered, which made a group of women who couldn't take their eyes off it was a pity.

With Shui Qianyu beside him, Shen Huan naturally didn't look everywhere, but he still used his spare light to appreciate those beautiful young ladies.

It's a pity.

The widow is only 16 years old, and if he wants to ride a rouge horse, he will have to wait another two years.

And if you don't exercise your body well, you will go into battle, and I am afraid that you will only be able to cry at the age of 30.

The young man who was secretly swallowing saliva took out his old mobile phone seriously and dialed Zhang Xinde's mobile phone that said that he would be waiting for him at the door.

The phone was connected immediately.

Just as Shen Huan and Shui Qianyu both looked at the gate, they saw a middle-aged man in his forties, who happened to be holding a mobile phone, and his eyes were on them.

"Editor Zhang?"

"Mr. Chu!?"

The two spoke into the phone and waved their hands at the same time, which confirmed each other's identities.

"I can't think of it!" Zhang Xinde, who came forward, sighed with emotion, "I was thinking just now, which company's star came here to accept the occasion, but I didn't expect it to be you, Mr. Chu! And you are still so young!"

He stood at the door and waited for someone, and of course he had seen the most eye-catching pair of young men and women walking over.

But Zhang Xinde hesitated a little, "Forgive me for taking the liberty of Mr. Chu, is "A Bowl of Yangchun Noodles" really written by you?"

"Why didn't he write it?" Shui Qianyu said dissatisfiedly, "Who can still pretend to admit it?"

Don't look at the girl's dissatisfaction with Shen Huan in this way, but in front of outsiders, she doesn't allow others to look down on or bully Shen Huan.

"No, I'm just asking. Zhang Xinde shook his hand with a smile, suddenly looking a little excited, "Let's go, follow me up! If they knew that such a young man had written such a quiet and elegant article, they would definitely be surprised!"

I made a cover, what do you think? ^_^