"Xu Yi, that's Li Xuan, deputy editor-in-chief of the school magazine. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Xu Yi, what is he looking for you?"

"When I came back just now, I heard you say that you asked for a manuscript? Xu Yi, have you been asked to write for the school magazine? ”

"Xu Yi, which manuscript have you been asked for? Take it out and we'll take a look. ”

As soon as Xu Yi returned to the classroom, a few people surrounded him and surrounded him in the middle.

"Hmm...... This one...... It's not decided yet. Xu Yi scratched his head a little embarrassed, he really didn't like to be noticed by so many people, and he felt that the other party was watching the monkey.

Also, he doesn't like to talk about uncertain things.

What if you get slapped in the face?

Rebirth is risky, pretending to be cautious!

He thought so, but the people around him didn't see it that way, and seeing that Xu Yi didn't speak, a few active people immediately said, "Everyone is a brother, don't be so stingy Xu Yi, talk about it, talk about it quickly." ”

"Yes, yes, we haven't had a big writer in Class A yet."

"Xu Yi, don't be modest, Lao Zhou said that being too modest equals pride."

There were more and more sugar-coated shells around, and Xu Yi couldn't resist it, so he had to say, "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that he wants me to write a medium and long story." ”

"It's amazing."

"Long! Wow! ”

"Xu Yi, what is a medium-length story? Also, how do you divide those short stories and long stories in the novel? As soon as the boy who was close to Xu Yi spoke, the surroundings immediately echoed.

"Yes, yes, I want you to explain."

"That's it, if you tell us, I don't understand, what novels and short stories are in those texts, and how are they divided."

"In fact, there are four kinds of novels according to the number of words, we often talk about short stories, medium stories and long stories," and when the surroundings were quiet, Xu Yi spoke, "The so-called short stories are novels with a length of thousands to more than 20,000 words, and the novellas should be longer, and the number of words should be longer, generally between 30,000 and 100,000 words, and the long novels are not limited, some are hundreds of thousands, and there are also millions, in fact, there is also a kind of miniature novel, that kind of novel cannot be limited by the number of words, but it is a matter of a few minutes to read, high = tide is the end." ”

"And what's the difference between these kinds of novels?"

"The difference between miniature novels is that they are a matter of minutes, very short, a matter of seconds or minutes, and compared with novellas and novellas, the main feature is one person, one place and one time, that is, reducing the role, narrowing the stage, and shortening the time flowing in the story, but it is not an abridgement or outline of a novel, it is also a novel, and it also needs to meet the six elements of the novel, like the "My Uncle Hule" written by Maupassant we learned is a short story, the number of words is very short, but it is equally wonderful."

"The novella is between the short story and the novel, in fact, it is really difficult to divide, for example, some hundreds of thousands of words will also be divided into the novella, which is not easy to say, but generally speaking, the novella usually intercepts the protagonist's typical events in a period or a certain period of life to shape the image, sometimes reflecting a certain aspect of social life, the storyline is complete, but the clues are relatively single, and the "Border City" we have learned is a novella."

"As for the novel, it is easy to distinguish, the official statement is that it is long, large capacity, complex plot, many characters, and magnificent structure, but my judgment is that it is equivalent to the current online text, Tang Family Sanshao, Silkworm Potato QD Lingyun, especially Lingyun, if you can sign a contract, "Rebirth of the Great God of Online Literature" is a long story."

Xu Yi explained a lot and was very serious, but this was not to show off anything, but purely influenced by his parents, and he told what he knew to share with everyone.

And, in his consciousness, this is not the capital to show off.

After all, I am facing former classmates, and what novella short stories are, first, not an important test point, and second, there is no practical use.

It's normal for people not to know.

He didn't know much at this age in his previous life, but he just knew that there were several kinds of novels in terms of length, and now, he can talk about it endlessly, in fact, it was also thanks to his own entry into the Internet in his previous life that he consulted the length classification.

"Actually, we don't need these things." Looking at the faces around him who seemed to understand or not, Xu Yi explained modestly, and the implication was that these things should be listened to.

But what Xu Yi didn't know was that those faces that seemed to understand or not, in addition to accepting the explanation he just explained, were more shocked in the hearts of those people.

Who is Xu Yi?

Wen Qingna!

In their cognition, there are a lot of young people in Class A, but there are only two who come out: Lao Zhou and Xu Yi.

Although Lao Zhou loves to show off, he also puts his literary style out for everyone to enjoy. Except for the little bit of Qinggao in his bones on weekdays and his parents are dual-career teachers, what else is there to show off?

The profession of writer is already high.

Why can a young man like Xu Yi be invited to write by the school magazine?

So, in fact, I just asked what kind of novel I classified, and I wanted to dig a hole for Xu Yi, but I never expected that Xu Yi would answer like a stream.

Not seeing the big picture.

It seems that they really underestimate Xu Yi on weekdays.

There was a brief silence.

Those who surrounded Xu Yi looked at each other, they did not speak, but from each other's eyes, they all saw the emotions in each other's eyes: admiration, recognition, approval.

Almost at the same time, a scene vaguely flashed in their minds: the young man stood up indignantly, pointed at the provocateur and said, "Hao He, what novel do you know?" The three elements? Four parts? I'm telling you, don't think you can read the novel with a little scratch, it's complicated! Little Baiwen? Hum. ”

At the time, it seemed ridiculous that the teenager who accused others was ridiculous.

Now that I think about it, people who remember such a boring classification like a novel so clearly, this Nima has goods in his belly!

It's strange that the school magazine doesn't make an appointment!

After a short silence, the activists led by him immediately smiled, and couldn't wait to sit down and ask, "Xu Yi, the school magazine has made an appointment with you and paid you for the manuscript?" ”

After all, it is his own income, although it is only a few hundred yuan, but it is also private, Xu Yi is reluctant to disclose it, but said vaguely, "It should be given, now that the school magazine has been reformed, it is really a bit unreasonable to ask me not to pay for the manuscript." ”

"How much do you get paid?" The man asked again.

As soon as he asked, someone immediately answered, "This is not nonsense, of course it is five yuan for a thousand words." ”

"Isn't it, isn't that a manuscript? Shouldn't the manuscript be a little more expensive? "Someone shouted.

"That's it."

There was a lot of gossip around him, and soon, the topic was thrown in front of Xu Yi again, "Xu Yi, how much does the school magazine pay you?" ”

"It's not going to be five dollars a thousand words."

"It's just too bad."

When it comes to the issue of his own income, Xu Yi is a little reluctant to answer, but looking at the heated discussion among the people around him, he looks like he will not give up without asking, Xu Yi finally compromised, "Actually, there is not much, it is still being discussed, if the negotiation is successful, it will be twenty words in a thousand words, if the negotiation is not possible, then there is no money." ”

As soon as the words came out, the surroundings fell into dead silence again.

This time, Xu Yi clearly saw complete admiration on their faces, and there were a few people who had almost no endurance, and their mouths had become 'O' shapes, and the whole person was stunned.

In fact, if he heard someone negotiate with the school magazine in his previous life, he would also show such a look.

But now, Xu Yi has a different problem in mind.

He...... Also known as focus?

Before Xu Yi could come up with anything to make himself appear low-key, the surrounding exclamations let out a wow, followed by a gossip of admiration.

"Good cow break."

"Writer, writer."

"Xu Yi, it's up to you in the future."

"Xu Yi said that you wrote the novel in the afternoon?"

With these exclamations, several active boys had already begun to hold Xu Yi's hand, and their mouths vibrated with words, "Dip blessed, dip blessed." ”

"Yes, yes, every exam must be passed."

"Writer and writer."

"Full marks for essays, perfect marks for essays."

These men took the lead, and others followed suit, either touching his shoulder or rubbing his arm.

It's called jubilation.

In the folk of the north, if someone around you encounters a good thing, everyone will think that this person has joy, and then they will go up and touch it and use the simplest energy transmission to make their wishes come true.

To explain it in psychology, this is called psychological suggestion.

In fact, to put it bluntly, this is the easiest way to celebrate.

Whose joy everyone touches, in fact, they don't really take away any joy, but they just think that this person is lucky, and we will follow the joy, and the parties will be willing to share their joy with everyone.

It can be said that being happy is just a drop in the ocean of 5,000 years of culture.

And this little kind custom made Xu Yi a little crying and laughing.

He never thought that his rebirth would become the focus of everyone, let alone that one day he would be 'happy' by others.

And this so-called joy is still unknown.

The process of getting happy will not be very long.

Everyone just touched their shoulders and patted their backs and then stopped, but in general it was only a minute or two.

Looking at the smiling faces of the classmates around him, Xu Yi couldn't bear to refuse, so he simply let them go and let them touch his joy, although he didn't know if this could become joy.

The meal time disappeared imperceptibly in the small talk, and after the class bell rang, the surrounding crowd also dispersed, but soon, Xu Yi regretted his remarks a little.

Class A is originally a small group, with a lot of mouths.

The matter of the manuscript has not yet been decided, but after the first evening self-study, the whole class already knows that he has been invited to write, and it is still 20 yuan per thousand words.

The writer industry is still somewhat tall in high school, and although the school magazine is not a big business publication, it still has a certain reputation in Zhaohui Middle School.

Invitations are usually from teachers.

Now that I heard that he was invited to write, everyone came to ask for verification.

He had to explain it over and over again, but it was still undecided.

But Rao is like this, and some people still regard this as an established fact, and some people even hold the school magazine for him to sign.

Therefore, for three whole classes, he did not complete the study task of the day, which was also the first time since he was reborn that he did not complete the task.