Chapter 25: In the Dead of Night
After tidying up the crab paste-like things on the sofa, he threw the sofa cover into the washing machine, poured in 84 disinfectant water and washing powder, and pressed the automatic cleaning button, Luo Yang could finally lie on the bed.
I was so tired, I didn't do anything, and the day just passed.
Bedraggled!
The cub fell asleep contentedly, his long eyelashes covering the night, and his white skin was like an angel.
Luo Yang remembered the story that Brenda had told about the two kings, and thought to himself that this little cub lying beside him did not look like a king of power and evil, but must be the king of peace.
Since the diaper is a little smaller, let's change it to a bigger one, but fortunately I didn't buy 60 pieces back, otherwise it would be a waste of money.
After counting the days, there is still half a month until the last date of credit card repayment, and by August 1, he will be able to collect Liu Chaiming's rent, and then pay off more than 7,000 credit card arrears, as well as more than 300 water, electricity and gas bills, and there will still be ...... left
Almost a thousand dollars?
Oh my God, I have to spend first and then pay back, but fortunately, on September 1, the tenants in the east side will also pay the rent, and then they will be able to turn around.
There is still no shortage of money, but there is just not much to come.
After settling the account, Luo Yang turned on the computer, thinking about buying some diapers and milk powder for the cub, online shopping is really a genius invention that has saved countless people with social disabilities.
As soon as he opened JD's page, the email reminder in the lower right corner of the screen lit up, and Luo Yang was pleasantly surprised, could it be that the manuscript of "Science Fiction World" submitted before had been replied? He has been contributing to "Science Fiction World" since high school, but from the juvenile version of "Science Fiction World" to the present, he has graduated from college, and still no novel has reached the level of publication.
I didn't even get into the editor-in-chief's review, and I was always denied the first editor.
He had received more than 20 rejection emails, and there was no novelty for a long time, and once, Luo Yang put together some rejection emails on a whim, and really found that there were several paragraphs that read quite touching at the time, but they were just a template reply, because the same reply Luo Yang received again a few months later.
[I've read your submission "Bubble Sac", and as far as my first reading is concerned, I do think it's a good story.
But I still feel that the rhythm and plot of this novel are a bit too slow and loose, and the first reading is acceptable, but after reading it, I always feel that there is not enough contradiction and conflict to deepen and promote the development of the story. Therefore, after thinking about it, I still don't think I can submit this article for review. 】
It was obviously a rejection email, but Luo Yang burst into tears when he first received it, and read it many times with his mobile phone in the toilet, reading between the lines, Luo Yang seemed to feel that the editor had carefully read the story he had written, and then wondered whether to send his novel for review.
It's just that his novel is still a little bit hot, and it hasn't reached the level of publication, but it seems to be closer, a little closer, and he is a little closer to the level of publication.
It was such a feeling of getting closer, Luo Yang didn't know how to calm down, so he shed tears.
[We have received your manuscript, and we are sorry that the manuscript does not meet our requirements for publication yet.]
Your novel is a little more immature, which is not only reflected in the construction of the story, but also in the language, your language is more fluent, but it lacks the sense of language and rhythm that a novel should have. All in all, there is room for improvement in writing skills.
But thank you very much for your contributions, I hope to work hard, we look forward to seeing your next submission!]
It's too difficult, it's really too difficult, in any case, compared to the above emails, Luo Yang is really moved by the rejection email of "Bubbles".
A little bit of progress, a little bit, even a little bit. Enough to encourage him to continue creating.
Unfortunately, the world seems to be joking all the time, and perhaps it is really a lack of talent, and Luo Yang's frustration grows day by day after receiving a second and third similar emails.
Open the mailbox, it's really an email from "Science Fiction World", oh my God, how could they reply to the email at 10 o'clock in the evening? Or was it that this email was sent in the morning, and he didn't receive it in time?
Trembling hands, trembling hearts. For people who have failed countless times, they should have long been accustomed to it, rejection is the norm, rejection is normal, and rejection is a high probability event. The passage of the manuscript is a small probability event, and it is a miracle!
This kind of psychological pressure is even greater than checking the college entrance examination scores, and I don't want to click on that email at all, and I can't wait to know the results.
Knowing what the outcome would be, a miracle is impossible. If there are so many miracles in this world, what is the point of hard work?
Their own efforts are far from enough compared to their predecessors, Da Liu began to create science fiction novels in the 1980s, Mr. Wang Jinkang has written science fiction novels for decades, Mr. Hao Jingfang is not only a top student of Tsinghua University, but also a typical example of diligent writing, it is said that Mr. Hao Jingfang has been getting up at half past four in the morning to write science fiction novels every day for ten years, so "Beijing Folding" can get such an honor as the Hugo Award, which is really deserved.
As for myself, first, I don't have the determination to break the cauldron, and second, even if I simply talk about hard work, I can't compare with my predecessors.
What do you think, Luo Yang!
Click on the email, reject the manuscript, and it's over, and you can't change the fait accompli if you think about it too much, whether you write it well or not, don't you have a point in your heart?
When I open the email and read it word by word, I am afraid that I will see it quickly at a glance, and I will lose the slightest chance to dream.
[Hello, I am the literary editor of "Science Fiction World", and I have read the manuscript. The story has a certain idea, but the text still needs more refinement to be able to better present your ideas in front of the reader, and on the whole, it seems that the reading experience of this article is not good, so I am sorry that it did not meet the standards of the publication, so the manuscript was rejected. Keep up the hard work, write more and practice more, thank you for your support and trust!]
Rejection, rejection, is always rejection.
"Science Fiction World" has abused me thousands of times, and I love "Science Fiction World" like my first love!
Luo Yang read it a few more times, trying to find a little encouragement and recognition from less than a hundred words. [The story has a certain idea], this is a relatively positive encouragement so far, and Luo Yang's heart is somewhat better.
Close the mail window and continue researching the cub's food and diapers.
It was already ten thirty o'clock in the evening, and the bell rang outside the door, Luo Yang's heart was shocked, and his eyes quickly moved to the little cub, who was lying on his back, with his two hands raised high on both sides of his head, as if he had surrendered.
It seems to be in a deep sleep, and he doesn't pay attention to the outside sound at all.