At noon the next day, Ding Feng came to the agreed place according to the agreement. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Coincidentally, it's still the Starbucks that collapsed with "Shifu" last time, in the same position.

The difference is that the opposite one is replaced by a woman.

Fate sometimes likes to play tricks on people.

"Luzhou month?"

The editor-in-chief looked at Ding Feng and asked in surprise.

"It's me."

Ding Feng nodded, and the editor-in-chief was extremely surprised.

She always thought that Luzhou Yuehui was a middle-aged person, but she didn't expect that she would be so young.

It's incredible, terrifying to the world.

"What, surprised?"

Ding Feng showed a kind smile and said to the editor-in-chief.

The editor-in-chief nodded and said, "I thought you would be a middle-aged man of some age, but I didn't expect you to be so young. ”

"And as far as I know, you seem to have written a best-selling science fiction novel?"

Ding Feng nodded, without concealment.

"You are really a genius, your strength, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I guess I really wouldn't believe it."

The editor-in-chief's eyes flickered, and he said to Ding Feng: "Okay, don't say much, what do you think is the right price for these three poems?" ”

"These three poems? It's a classic, right? ”

The corners of Ding Feng's mouth hooked, thinking: Finally got to the point.

"Indeed, then you should have some understanding of the general market price?"

The editor-in-chief asked Ding Feng.

"That's nature."

"Well, in that case, I bid for a poem...... Thirty thousand. ”

The editor-in-chief hesitated for a moment, and finally quoted a price that was quite appropriate.

Ding Feng didn't speak, this price is a very suitable price in the industry.

His fingers tapped on the table, and he set this price at the beginning, which means that there is still room for growth.

She gritted her teeth, saw that Ding Feng didn't speak, and directly raised the price, "A song is 50,000!" That's a high price! ”

Ding Feng was shocked in his heart, and felt a little impressive, a song of 50,000? This is much higher than the market price that Zhao Yuehua told herself.

Thinking silently: "It seems that the value of these three poems is much higher than I thought." ”

The editor-in-chief took a deep breath and finally said, "Seventy thousand songs at most!" Couldn't be any higher! If it weren't for our urgent need for a few finale poems in this issue, we wouldn't have been able to open such a high price! ”

"Okay, 70,000 is 70,000."

Ding Feng nodded, people can't be insatiable, these three poems sold for 70,000, which can be regarded as a good start.

"Okay, then let's sign the contract!"

After the two signed the contract, after a series of procedures, Ding Feng's bank card also recorded 210,000 yuan.

Although compared to Ding Feng's current savings, 210,000 is just a cup of salary, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat, and Ding Feng does not care too much.

"Two hundred and twenty thousand...... With the money on Weibo, Kari should have about five million by now......"

Ding Feng estimated his savings and didn't say much.

After hastily finishing everything, Ding Feng returned to school.

As for the editor-in-chief, he also ran back to the editorial room quickly with the contract.

After signing this contract, Ding Feng was not ready to enter the poetry circle, he didn't have so much energy, if these three articles hadn't been written, Ding Feng wouldn't care about him.

You know, he is tired enough to be tired just by science fiction now, after all, the second uncle's magazine is now on the Internet sales.

In the whole treasure shop, there is only one book, although it is said that Kiss Wind has also joined, but recently, there is really no book to come out.

Therefore, he is still needed to take the lead.

And I heard that there will be a big move in the science fiction circle recently.

Therefore, just these things, Ding Feng is already a headache, and he is not Xue Zhiqian, he can shoot commercials, sing at the same time, and open an online store.

When I returned to the school, I was directly dragged by the three guys in the dormitory and ran to a nearby bookstore.

The bookstore is now a hit.

"No, what are you three doing? I had just returned to the dorm room, and you pulled me out and said what kind of game did you want? ”

"It's too late to explain, you can go up first."

After finishing speaking, Ding Feng was directly pushed out by the three bastards.

"You three wait for me!"

Ding Feng scolded in a low voice, and then looked up at the huge poster.

"Motie Book House, the thousandth chain activity in the country. Held a poetry contest, 1st place was rewarded, alien GTX1080......"

Ding Feng didn't look at it directly, but just noticed the poetry contest and the alien GTX1080 big words.

Shook his head a little speechlessly, he now knows these bastards, what are he going to do with himself, that is, he is ready to let himself win the championship and bring that alien home.

"But the grinding iron bookstore, it's really rich, I remember an alien GTX1080, it seems to cost tens of thousands, and it was actually said to be sent.

Wait, grinding iron book house? It seems to be Zhao Weier's family, right? ”

Thinking of this, Ding Feng just smiled and shook his head, he also knew this by chance last time.

However, at this time, the host standing above suddenly spoke: "I have finished reading out the prize just now, and then I will distribute paper and pen." ”

Ding Feng didn't say anything, since his roommate wanted to, then write one, anyway, it's not troublesome, it's just a matter of a poem.

Waiting to hand out a piece of A4 paper and a pen.

Ding Feng pondered, what is good to write, those who love love and love, it is naturally not suitable now, after all, this is someone else's thousand franchise stores, what are you writing love poems for, it is really not a good situation.

And poems with politics naturally can't be written, such as Du Fu's "The Country Breaks the Mountains and Rivers".

If it is really written, let alone winning the championship, it is estimated that the demons and demons will have to come over in the next second and give you a set of prison tours. It's still a package of food and drink.

Even poems in fixed places can't be written, such as Xu Zhimo's "Farewell to Kangqiao", after all, he is a student of "Beiyan University", and "Farewell to Kangqiao" is properly written, don't pass Cambridge University, and he wants to write this poem, unless he changes it to "Farewell to Beijing".

After the poems were passed, Ding Feng had a headache and was a little stuck for a moment.

Suddenly, Ding Feng thought of those verses, his eyes lit up, and he picked up the pen and began to write.

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