Wang Yun was a little jealous and said: "The color version costs a lot of money, and it is impossible for the Youth League Committee to allocate too much funds." ”

"Money is not a problem, if it's not enough, I'll post it myself!" Lan Xue was so excited that she patted Yang Zijian's shoulder with both hands and said, "Thank you Zijian, let's dance again when you have time." ”

"Wow—"

Yang Zijian's shoulder wound was like being pricked by countless needles, painful into the bone marrow, and with a scream, Lan Xue's right hand just slapped the shoulder wound, which was his "weakness", and it was fatal with one blow.

Yang Zijian found that life often depends on blessings and misfortunes, when good things come to the door, bad things will always hide behind the door and come to attack inadvertently.

Lan Xue was startled, and the black hand forgot to take it back.

Wang Yun rushed over, patted off Lan Xue's right hand, and asked nervously, "Zijian, do you want to carry you to the hospital?" ”

"No, no, my leg is not injured," Yang Zijian said with blue lips on his forehead and in a cold sweat, he shook his numb right arm, "It should be fine, I'll check it when I go to the school infirmary to change the dressing." ”

Zhang Jin also walked over quickly, and Wang Yun, Qian Li and others surrounded Yang Zijian to inspect, one by one, their faces full of concern.

Wang Yun simply lifted the collar of the school uniform, looked at the gauze bag inside, there was no blood oozing out, and breathed a sigh of relief, she glared at Lan Xue fiercely and said, "Little girl, hairy!" ”

Lan Xue was very nervous, spit out her little fragrant tongue and said, "Hehe, I'm sorry, I'm so happy, I forgot that Zijian is a disabled person and needs special care." ”

Yang Zijian hurriedly corrected: "It's an injury, not a disability." ”

Zhang Jin immediately decided: "Go to the school doctor to see, if the wound ruptures, it will not be good, Dr. Li is still on duty." ”

Then, Yang Zijian pulled Lin Yi and Xie Xiaoqin, escorted by Wang Yun, Zhang Jin, and Lan Xue, and entered the infirmary on the first floor of the office building.

Dr. Li was smearing red potion on a boy whose knee was broken, and when he saw that Yang Zijian was in trouble, he immediately came over and pulled open the collar to untie the gauze, and took a look at it: "The blood is oozing out, but the wound is not broken, and there is no need for re-stitches." ”

Yang Zijian laughed embarrassedly, screaming just now, in fact, four points were pretended, three girls who had emotional intersections with him gathered together, or let them have trouble, only they had an accident, so Lan Xue's shot was very good and diverted their attention.

Lan Xue breathed a sigh of relief, winked at Yang Zijian, and after expressing an ambiguous apology, she turned around and left, went directly to the student union office on the second floor, and prepared to have a big fight with a group of editors.

Zhang Jin said reassuringly: "It's okay." ”

Wang Yun leaned closely to Yang Zijian's side, watched the doctor change the dressing, and then touched his arm muscles, and said with some empathy: "Be careful in the future, if you hurt your muscles and bones, it won't be good." ”

Yang Zijian nodded movingly.

Because of some small problems with the old injury, Yang Zijian was asked by Li Min's head teacher to go back to the dormitory to rest, anyway, now there is not much more than him, and there is a lot less than him.

Yang Zijian was a little sad, feeling that he was about to become a glass man like Maddie and Robben. He asked Teacher Li for leave and simply went to Chu Nu's house to write.

Mr. Li thought of Vice Mayor Tang and agreed very enviously.

Xin'an Community, Municipal Party Committee, Tangjia Apartment.

Grandpa Tang and his wife went to the capital for a meeting, and after Yang Zijian talked to the nanny Aunt Wang, he was allowed to enter the study, sit upright, turn on the computer, open the WORD document, and start to write the "Hibiscus Night Banquet" in "Burning Rhino Strange Talk".

He only now knows that the budding editorial department does not pay much attention to "The Whispering Banbi" and "Different Alleys", and the final review has been stuck by the editor-in-chief, but later sent to "Shiyu Mountain", the editor-in-chief read the love tragedy between mountain ghosts and humans, and the allusion is taken from Qu Yuan's poem "Mountain Ghost" in the sentence "Riding the Red Leopard Xi from the Wen Raccoon, Xinyi Chexi Knotting the Guiqi", Qu Yuan is a patriotic poet, this work praising the female monster made his eyes shine, and he felt strange, deep, beautiful, sad, and had a taste of chatting, so the final review passed.

Therefore, if you are blindly conservative and steady, you will go astray, and when your writing reaches a certain level, you will encounter the problem of position, whether it is left or right, conservative or radical, whether it is a literary youth or a white, it is difficult to reconcile, if it is just to please all readers, it will inevitably lead to mediocrity and failure.

At this time, the door opened, and Aunt Wang walked in and brought a cup of tea.

"Thank you." Yang Zijian stood up and said.

Aunt Wang said gently: "Girl Chu will come back from Rongcheng in the evening, do you want to eat here?" ”

"No, thank you, Aunt Wang, I'll go back to school for dinner." Yang Zijian said with a smile, Mr. Lin had mentioned to him that Chu Nu went to Rongcheng, and the Strait Publishing House intended to sign the contract, but Yang Zijian reminded Chu Nu that it was not good for him to sign the contract now, and asked her to delay it until next month, and wait for the November magazine to come out.

Click!

Ten fingers are flying, and lines of text flow through the flickering computer screen.

Writing without Jiazi, two hours have passed in the blink of an eye-

"Occasionally, when I passed by this hibiscus tree with Icefin, we would see two beautiful white snakes climbing on the high branches to enjoy the shade, and the one with the crimson hibiscus stripes on its forehead hibiscus would hide in the hollow of the tree every time it saw me, and then poke its head out to look at me secretly, as if it was very shy, and it seemed that it was a little afraid of me."

Yang Zijian finished typing the last word, saved, leaned on the rattan chair, and breathed a long sigh of relief, it was almost 5 o'clock now, and he was ready to go back to school for dinner.

Suzu –

The phone in the study rang, and it rang nonstop.

Yang Zijian paused, picked up the microphone and said, "Hey, this is the study of the Chu girl, and the Chu girl is not ...... for the time being."

"Zijian," Chu Nu interrupted on the other side, "You wait at my house and eat together in the evening." Director Chen Haocang of the Literature and Art Department of the Strait Society wants to negotiate the contract with you. Editor-in-chief Lin Zheng values you very much and is ready to train you as a first-line writer, and the manuscript tax will be raised to 10%, but there is a supplementary agreement, that is, after Sanemon becomes famous, he will buy out all the publishing rights of your literary works in the next three years. ”

Yang Zijian was stunned for a long time when he heard this, and said a little puzzled: "How can the Strait Society think that I will be famous?" Well, 10% royalty? Very good! Buying out the publishing rights of a work for three years? I'm even happier! ”

Chu Nu smiled and said: "Don't promise now, Director Chen and I will come back immediately, now we are waiting for the train at Rongcheng Railway Station, we will arrive in about an hour, and then we will have a good talk, by the way, I have already asked Teacher Lin to come over, do you want to inform your parents?" ”

Yang Zijian hurriedly said: "No need, my parents don't understand this." Thank you for your hard work! ”

"You're welcome, little brother, that's it, see you in the evening." After speaking, Chu Nu hung up the phone.

Yang Zijian leaned on the chair in a daze, he never expected that the triple door would be published so soon, in his previous life, the triple gate was published by the Writers Publishing House, and he is not qualified to sign a contract with a national publishing house now, so it is not bad to be published by the Strait Publishing House, although it is still very weak now, but it has three major advantages-