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In the previous life, that is, in 96 years, in order to solve the marriage of my brother, my parents reluctantly accepted this way of changing relatives, my sister married a fool, and my brother married a fierce woman, and my family affairs were restless and unhappy all my life. His parents became ill and passed away one after another in their sixties.

Thinking of all the misery in his previous life, Xiao Fei clenched his teeth.

Since Heaven had given him the opportunity to be reborn, he would never allow the calamity of his previous life to happen again.

But how do you make money?

He thought about it for a long time, but found that although he knew a lot of opportunities to make a fortune, it was a pity that either the money came too slowly or required a lot of capital, which could not be achieved at the moment.

Xiao Fei knew that his time was very tight, and he couldn't plan slowly.

Sighing, he thought, it seems that he still has to start with the relatively familiar business of writing and submitting manuscripts in his previous life.

In 1996, reform and opening up had begun to enter the deep-water area, economic development continued to move on the fast lane, and the economic conditions of the domestic people had been greatly improved.

In this context, various evening newspapers, metropolitan newspapers, and leisure and entertainment magazines have begun to spring up like mushrooms after a rain.

At this time, it was the beginning of the profession of freelance writers in China, and the number of writers who made a living from professional writing gradually increased.

Judging from the manuscript fee, it is also relatively abundant.

Under normal circumstances, the manuscript fee of newspaper supplements ranges from 30 yuan to 100 yuan per thousand words, while the manuscript fee of some leisure magazines has reached the highest level of 1,000 words and 1,000 yuan, such as "Bosom Friend", which had a satellite of 1,000 words and 1,000 yuan in the early 90s, and some well-circulated periodicals and magazines also have 3,000 yuan or 200 yuan per 1,000 words.

That's pretty high.

You must know that until 1996, the annual household income of ordinary rural families was only four or five thousand yuan at most, and the average monthly salary of workers in urban areas in China was only four or five hundred yuan.

And if a manuscript of more than 2,000 words is sent at the story meeting, the manuscript fee will be more than 500 yuan, which is enough to cover a month's salary. Even if you publish a thousand-word article in a newspaper such as Yangcheng Evening News and Xinmin Evening News, you can also receive a small hundred and ten yuan, which is also a great subsidy for family income.

Writing manuscripts, Xiao Fei wrote for more than 20 years in his previous life.

The earliest from the prose essays in the newspaper, to the emotional beauty essays, love stories, emotional novels, and suspense novels in magazines, have dabbled in.

He couldn't be more familiar with this trade.

He knows all the ways to write a prose essay in a newspaper, and he knows the various stylistic requirements of an article that is needed in a variety of magazines.

The most important point: he has thousands of stocks in his head.

As long as he wants, he can write it in a letter.

In his previous life, Xiao Fei could not be considered successful whether he was a newspaper writer or an Internet writer, but when he was reborn in 1996, the situation was different.

He was 18 years ahead of his time, he had all kinds of fresh ideas and ideas in his head, and more importantly, he also had mature writing and strong integration skills.

Eating the bowl of rice of the writer, Xiao Fei thinks that it is still okay.

He believes that he can change the reality of himself and his family with a pen in his hand.

However, if you are only satisfied with a small fortune and peace again, it will be too wasteful.

Look a little farther away.

Aim a little higher.

A little ambition gradually rose in Xiao Fei's heart: he wanted to write great works and make a sensation in this backwater literary world; He wants to seize the opportunity to start a business and build a wealth empire with his own label.

By the way, in the previous life, after 2000, various singing talent shows emerged in an endless stream, and many new singers were excavated and even became famous overnight.

Xiao Fei was very envious, jealous and hateful at that time.

Because, he also thinks that he sings well, has a self-high singing voice, and has also been a Maiba on various occasions and has been praised by others.

Now that he has been reborn, is it possible to break through in this area as well?

In addition to the above, there is one more thing that Xiao Fei wants to do the most.

Have a good relationship with Xu Fengjuan.

He wants to pursue her passionately and give her a love like fire. In his previous life, he owed her too much, so to speak, she was the noble person in his previous life, she gave him a harmonious family, and she took care of him meticulously.

The thought of this makes him sad.

Others are men who shelter women from the wind and rain, but she appears beside him as a towering tree.

In my last life, I was too sloppy.

Now that he has the time to start from scratch, let him repay her more.

No, this is not repaying gratitude in an ordinary sense, Xiao Fei thought, there is no woman who can be as virtuous as Xu Fengjuan, as tolerant as she is, and can be in love with him.

She was born to be his wife.

Although now they don't know each other yet.

Xu Fengjuan went to high school in Xugang Town High School, and it was not until the year she was in the repeat class that she came to Heyang No. 1 Middle School and entered a class with Xiao Fei.

During the entire repetition period, they barely said a word.

It wasn't until college that he received a letter from her, in which she tactfully told him that she liked the poems he wrote. The romance began with this letter.

At that time, she was on the national focus.

He just went to a junior college.

In the eyes of the world, they are no longer a class of people. However, at her insistence, they still came together like a myth......

There are all kinds of past, and the past is not as good as smoke.

Xiao Fei's eyes were a little moist.

As soon as the door rang, Wang Likai staggered and walked in with drunken eyebrows and smiling eyes. There were two beds against the wall in this bedroom, and they had been sleeping in this room for the past few days.

"Hey, hey! Brother, what, why are you crying? Wang Likai stood beside Xiao Fei's bed.

Xiao Fei wiped his eyes and forced a smile: "What are you crying about, the ashes on the roof have fallen into my eyes." ”

"This excuse is really clumsy, forget it, brother won't tell you more, brother has drunk too much, he's going to sleep, Xiao Fei, if I don't tell you anything else, just a little."

Wang Likai raised a finger: "Brother will be developed in the future, and he will never forget you, you just wait to borrow my brother's light!" ”

He patted Xiao Fei on the shoulder, walked back to the bed, and fell asleep.

This guy has a big breath, just like in his previous life. Xiao Feileng was stunned, and couldn't help but think that in his previous life, Wang Likai didn't go to college, and after two years of being a soldier, he returned to the village to marry a daughter-in-law, and took the initiative to find himself several times in the middle.

Regardless of whether Wang Likai's words just now were polite or from the heart, Xiao Fei felt that he owed him a friendship. In his previous life, he owed too many debts. In this life, no matter what, you have to find a way to repay it. (To be continued.) )