Wang Xuelian is just 30 years old this year, and she is the youngest editor of "Spring", and her predecessors always sigh in her ear, saying that our "Spring" was able to reach 50 million copies at its peak, and it has become a three-legged situation with the other two first-class magazines "That Time" and "Meditation", and in recent years, our "Spring" has gradually withdrawn from the stage of first-class magazines......

Wang Xuelian majored in the English Department of University, and she didn't expect to engage in this profession that had nothing to do with her major, so in the six years since she graduated from college and worked, she didn't see the so-called peak of "Spring", but since she came to "Spring", the sales have been maintained at about 10 million copies, which is not comparable with the average monthly sales of 60 million copies of the two first-class magazines "That Time" and "Meditation". Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info But even if it is not enough, but it is definitely more than the bottom, "Spring" is definitely ranked third in the magazine, with the sales survey and the fourth place "Candy House" monthly sales of 3 million compared with the "Spring" still has the strength above other magazines, as a member of the editorial team in "Spring", although Wang Xuelian is very young compared to other colleagues in their forties and fifties, although Wang Xuelian's calm and unsmiling personality makes her more mature, But among the old-timers, he still looks immature. But there is no doubt about her strength and vision.

So when the editor-in-chief saw the always calm Wang Xuelian with an excited smile on her face, holding a manuscript in both hands and handing it over, she couldn't help but wonder very much about the teacher's work that made her so optimistic.

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Wang Xuelian came to this Qingyuan community according to the address on the information and began to guess the teacher, there is only a pen name on the information: Suixin, name: Ling Xin, no other age, gender or anything, most of the Qingyuan community are two-story bungalows, covering an area of about 150 square meters, occasionally see one or two three-storey rooms, with the address to the door, this is also a two-story bungalow, it seems that although this Suixin teacher is not rich, but the standard of living is also considered to be upper.

She looked down and checked the clothes on her body, she felt that people's first impression was very important, if a person had a preconceived bad impression, then what he did was wrong, so when meeting guests and friends, she always kept her appearance neat and tidy, looked down and checked her clothes, and remembered the words of the editor-in-chief Ding Lu when she left: "The manuscript fee of 700 Huaxia coins per thousand words is not high at all, look at the completion of the writing and the character's carved story, etc., this should be the new vest opened by the teacher. If it is any teacher, then it is definitely worth this price, the strength shown by this teacher is absolutely first-class, and the manuscript fee of those first-class authors is more than 2,000 Huaxia coins per thousand words. If this casual teacher is really a newcomer, then it is worth the price, a newcomer with such strength plays the role of Bole when he has not yet risen, then if he rises in the future, he will not easily leave our Bole, of course, besides, the teacher with the same strength is more than 2,000 Chinese dollars per thousand words, just because he is a newcomer, so 700 words feel too much, in fact, 700 words can buy 1000 words 2,000 from the perspective of quality, we don't earn it......"

According to the editor-in-chief's meaning, I hope to sign a contract with this casual teacher, so she will be the editor in charge of this casual teacher in the future, after all, we will cooperate for a long time in the future, so it is necessary to make a good impression on the other party.

Raise your hand to ring the doorbell, and you can clearly hear the sound of "ding dong" when you stand outside the door.

"Hello, are you a casual teacher?"

"Teacher Suixin? Our family doesn't have a casual one, and there is no one who is a teacher? Are you looking for the wrong door? Li Ting said that she was about to close the door, looking at the neat suit of the woman outside the door, she wouldn't sell me anything next, right?

"Wait a minute!" Wang Xuelian saw that the other party was about to close the door, and her tone unconsciously raised a little, "May I ask if it's Ling Xin's family?" ”

Seeing that the other party stopped closing the door, fortunately, he didn't find the wrong door.

Li Ting looked at her, and her tone was much more polite, "Hello, are you Xiaoxin's homeroom teacher?" But I was thinking in my heart: "Xiaoxin's grades have improved a lot this semester, and there are often teachers who come to the door because of poor grades, how can there be teachers who come to the door when the grades are good?" Hey? It seems that you were looking for a teacher? Teacher looking for a teacher? ”

Wang Xuelian saw the other party looking at herself again with puzzled eyes, and couldn't help but be a little anxious, "I am the editor of "Spring", and our editor-in-chief likes Teacher Ling Xin's article very much, so let me talk to Teacher Ling Xin about signing the contract." As he spoke, he opened his briefcase and pulled out a contract.

Li Ting took the contract and looked at it for a while before opening the door, "I'm sorry, please come in and say?" ”

"You can sit on the couch over there for a while, I'm sorry there is only milk and boiling water at home." "Plain water is fine, thank you." Seeing Li Ting turn around and pour water, Wang Xuelian looked around, there was a big shoe cabinet in front of the door, through the small corridor in front of the door, on the left was a living room with a TV and a sofa, and on the right was a table, which should be a kitchen and a place to eat, and the corridor in front of the door went straight to the stairs on the second floor, it seems that the second floor should be a bedroom......

"Hello, when will Teacher Ling Xin come back......" Seeing Li Ting put a glass of boiled water on the table in front of her, Wang Xuelian asked. When she entered the door just now, Li Ting had already said that she was not the "free teacher".

Li Ting looked up at the clock on the wall when the minute hand was still one square away from five o'clock, and a strange look appeared on her face, "It should be soon, I will be back in about twenty minutes." ”

Wang Xuelian saw that the other party's expression was a little strange every time she mentioned "Teacher Suixin", but she didn't ask, just lowered her head and drank the boiled water in her hand.

Li Ting secretly glanced at Wang Xuelian, who was also pretending to be watching TV, for the first time she was looking forward to Ling Xin going home early, oh my God, she was going to die of embarrassment.

When Ling Xin stepped on the door at 5:20, she called out as usual, "Mom, I'm back." "It's strange that I didn't get a response as usual, and I changed into my bunny slippers in front of the shoe cabinet at the door and walked in, only to see my mother and a strange woman sitting in the living room watching TV, huh? Coming to the guests? Hey? Why did my mom stare at me? I didn't do anything......

Ling Xin frowned and tried to remember if she secretly threw away the celery for breakfast in the morning and made her mother angry, "Teacher Suixin, you're back." "Yay? Why does my mom call me Teacher Suixin? Don't......

On the way home, Ling Xin was still thinking about how to explain to her parents, after all, this kind of thing must not be hidden from the parents who live together, and she still needs the help of her parents to sign a contract or something, apply for a bank card or something.

Wang Xuelian looked back from when Li Ting called out Teacher Suixin, are you kidding me? This little girl who is not yet high and delicate like a doll to my waist is a teacher of care? She looks like she's still in elementary school, right? The articles written at this age are not all "The weather is so nice today, let's go to XXX." "Ahh Sure enough, labor is the most glorious, and the red scarf on his chest flutters in the wind. "Or something?

Ling Xin retracted her gaze from her mother, let's settle the matter here first~ Parents will explain after closing the door......

"Hello, if you're looking for the author of Firefly Forest, that's right, it's me." Ling Xin calmly stretched out her right hand to her.

It wasn't until after shaking hands with Ling Xin that Wang Xuelian still didn't believe it, and even tentatively mentioned the content of the article was answered by Ling Xin before she took out the contract again suspiciously, her father Ling Yu returned home shortly after Ling Xin came back, but he just said hello to Wang Xuelian and didn't speak, quietly sat with Li Ting and watched the two ask and answer, until Wang Xuelian took out the contract before reaching out to take it.

Ling Xin had already thought that because of her age, others would not believe it, so when Wang Xuelian asked how you are so powerful, you can write such a good story at such a young age, and discuss it with your parents, Ling Xin just raised her head directly and made a proud statement: "I am a genius!" In fact, contrary to the confidence on the surface at that time, Ling Xin had been beating the drum in her heart, for fear that her parents would investigate deeply. In the past few months, Ling Xin has been very nostalgic for her parents' meticulous care, and she doesn't want to deceive her parents who are so good to her, but when her parents ask, do they tell them that in fact, your daughter may be a young man in her twenties?

What made Ling Xin breathe a sigh of relief was that Ling Yu didn't mean to delve into this question, just took the contract and looked at it for a long time, and then asked Wang Xuelian, "Although I don't know much about the level of writers' manuscript fees, this manuscript fee of 700 yuan for 1,000 words should be regarded as the level of a veteran, right?" ”

"Our editor-in-chief is very optimistic about Teacher Suixin, and the level of Teacher Suixin is completely worth the price, which is also to express our sincerity."

Ling Yu read it patiently and confirmed that this contract is indeed very sincere, not at all like those contracts that are full of loopholes and oppress writers, it only requires at least two articles per month, and it is not allowed to contribute to other magazines, the most important thing is that the copyright is still owned by the writer, in fact, this contract is only to ensure that the writer does not submit to other magazines during the serialization period, and the specific distribution of each article still needs to be signed again and again, and the writer's income is not only the manuscript fee earned by the number of words, It will also get a commission according to the popularity of the reader's feedback.,In the future, if you publish a serialized single-sex book or something, you will also be given a generous commission.,If the response is good in the future, the basic manuscript fee will be increased.,So the other party is still very sincere.。

Ling Yu finally looked up at Ling Xin from the moment he took the contract, and just asked, "Xiaoxin, I'll just ask two questions." First, can you guarantee that you will deliver more than one paper per week without affecting your studies? After seeing Ling Xin impatiently nodding her little head, she continued, "Second, is this really what you like?" ”

Ling Xin was stunned for a moment before nodding his head heavily.

Wang Xuelian took the contract that had already signed Ling Yu's name and turned around and bowed to Ling Xin, "Then, Teacher Suixin, I will have to disturb more in the future." ”

After bidding farewell to Wang Xuelian, Ling Xin closed the door and came to the dining table nervously, seeing her parents eating as usual, Ling Xin still asked in a low voice: "Dad, Mom, don't you ask?" ”

Ling Yu stopped the chopsticks that were about to pick up vegetables, "What do you ask?" No matter how good you are, you're a kid for us. ”

"Dad, Mom......" Ling Xin finally held back the tears that were about to overflow.

"But......" Ling Yu picked up the vegetables, "You have to hand over the manuscript fee to your mother for safekeeping, and the bank card number I left for Wang Zhibian just now is your mother's." ”

Ling Xin immediately ran over to hug her mother's leg, and said with a flattering smile: "That was originally meant to honor you." ”