"That's right, Mr. Lu. It's been two weeks in a row that we've published your masterpiece. Do you have any more works in the future? We will publish them in next week's issue of Love Reading Poetry. ”

Lu Dongchen understood, this is an appointment.

That's right, Murong George once introduced himself before, it seems that on Wednesday or Thursday, he wants to give the draft to be released next week, and then give it to the president to sign or something. It's Wednesday.

"Mr. Lu, don't worry. Your first two masterpieces did give you too little to write. This time, our president has already instructed you to settle the remuneration according to the standards of the Capital Poetry League and those old people. ”

When it came to the remuneration, Murong George was a little weak-hearted. Because those two poems, in his eyes, are priceless treasures, and they are both good poems that have not been encountered in a century, he only gave Mr. Lu a remuneration of 10,000 yuan and 50,000 yuan.

Although it is said that Mr. Lu is a great writer, he regards money as dung. But when I think of it, I love to read poetry magazines, and only I have been in contact with Mr. Lu. Will other literati say that Mr. Lu was deceived by his own rhetoric, so his remuneration is so low? Isn't this a great disrespect to great writers and poets? Will he leave behind an infamy through the ages?

Sin!

In fact, in this regard, whether to continue to contribute to the love reading poetry magazine, Lu Dongchen has long thought about it. Take a break for a few days, anyway, there is no shortage of tens of thousands of dollars in front of you. 50,000 or 100,000. No, Lu Dongchen will not be unable to eat; if he does, Lu Dongchen will not be able to buy a house or a car, and there will be no qualitative change in the current standard of living.

Moreover, he understands the truth that "when things go wrong, there must be demons", and two famous poems in a row have already shocked the world. Especially in this world, most of the good poems are written by old masters and old scholars, and I am so young.

If he comes up with a few poems of the same level in a row, he may not attract anything negative to himself, but Lu Dongchen still wants to slow down and make a fortune in a low-key voice.

Therefore, Lu Dongchen planned to refuse first: "Mr. Murong, I understand what you mean." But you also know that good sentences are made by nature, and they are obtained by chance. How can you just say that you can write a poem, and you can do it? This requires inspiration, and you can't force it! You can't force it!"

A good sentence is made by nature, and a wonderful hand can get it!

What a poem!

Murong George, on the other end of the computer, slapped his thigh, so excited that he almost knocked over the keyboard.

What is Niu B, this is Niu B, this is all exported!

After calming down the excitement in his heart a little, Murong George cautiously asked on the BB: "May I ask Mr. Lu, this poem 'A good sentence is made by nature, and a wonderful hand can be obtained', is it your old and new masterpiece, right?

I'm dizzy, this oolong, accidentally, I put out a poem by Lu You, I just said that I want to keep a low profile.

"Oh, yes, it's just these two lines, and the whole poem isn't finished yet. It's still a semi-finished product, and it can't be taken out, it will only make the world laugh and be generous. Lu Dongchen turned his mind and explained like this.

Now Murong George's attitude towards Tianlu Dongchen can only be described by the word "worship". Whatever Lu Dongchen says, he believes.

"That's okay, Mr. Lu. Once this masterpiece of yours is completed, please continue to contribute to our poetry magazine, thank you!"

......

After dealing with some cumbersome affairs on the BB number, Lu Dongchen started the big business of code words again. But this time, he didn't dare to disconnect the Internet and turn off his mobile phone again, and yesterday's lesson is still vivid.

Still, it's okay. Relying on the paper recorded last night and some rough sketches of the follow-up plot, this thing is like an introduction, which made Lu Dongchen quickly enter the state of writing today.

Until noon, Lu Jiaqi ran over and said pitifully: "Dad, the baby is hungry, you call and ask my sister to come." ”

Lu Dongchen looked at the time, he was too engaged, it was almost noon.

Alas, it's not good to have no woman in the family, and she always forgets to get food for Lu Jiaqi, which will make the child too hungry, and it will definitely not be good for the child's health.

"Kiki, what do you want to eat today?" Since the restaurant opposite can deliver food, Lu Dongchen has stopped cooking at all.

Moreover, the food cooked by others is better than that made by herself, and the little girl also helped herself feed Lu Jiaqi. Lu Dongchen can be regarded as liberated.

I made a phone call, ordered a few dishes, and went back to the computer again.

"Are you there, the eldest young master of the Lu family!"

The little girl who delivered the meal didn't wait, but waited for the message of Ouyang Lisha on the BB number.

"Yes, the editor is big!"

"The eldest young master of the Lu family! Alas, your name is really awkward! Forget it, isn't your real name Lu Dongchen, I'll call you Dongchen!" She thinks that the words "Young Master of the Lu Family" are too much, and she delays things by typing, so she has this to say.

"Cheng! You are the editor-in-charge, you have the final say!" Anyway, Lu Dongchen doesn't matter, it's just a title.

"Dongchen, you have to pay attention this afternoon. In the morning, the data of "Legend of the Martial Arts Master" has risen very fast, the momentum is very strong, and the gap between the potential value and you is getting smaller and smaller. According to the current development rate, it is expected that within half an hour, it will overtake and regain the first place. ”

"You have to be careful!" Ouyang Lisha was not at ease, and added.

"Received, the editor is big! I just had dinner at noon, and I will rest more! You can leave it to me about our "Writing on the Street" to hit the list, rest assured!"

Lu Dongchen looked at the potential value, and the second-ranked "Legend of the Martial Arts Master" was really about to catch up.

Lisa's readership.

"Hey, everyone, have you seen the rookie list? The eldest young master of the Lu family in our group is about to be replaced by me on a plane!" -- or the most active tomato scrambled eggs.

"See, I've heard, I'll fly a plane to canvass for votes in his old books and various book friend groups, otherwise, why would the data rise so sharply!" --Lisa Gold Powder.

"I think it's brushed!" the bright moonlight in front of the bed.

"Okay, don't talk here, the eldest young master of the Lu family is the first author in our group to rush to the first place on the newcomer list, and he has won a lot of glory for our editors. We can't let him fight alone!, go to his own book friend group, help with publicity, vote for it, and support it!"

"Received! Kept the first position, and the group wanted to explode the editor's big real life photo!" --Lisa Silver Powder.

"Yes, I'm going to explode the editor's big real life photo!" -- Lisa copper powder.

"Yes!"

"Support +1"

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