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When he read Editor Cheng's letter asking him what kind of payment method he wanted to take, Xiao Fei thought to himself, this is really timely rain, but he can call and ask Editor Cheng if he can pay his manuscript fee in advance, well, it is best to use bank transfer, so that the time to arrive in the account is faster.

He now feels more and more that without a cell phone, without a phone, it is too difficult to contact someone.

I'm still too short of money now.,Otherwise.,You can go with a mobile phone on your body.,The worst thing.,It's good to buy a BP machine.。

As for Editor Cheng asking him about the fact that Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House wanted to publish a single book of "Fish Walking on Land", Xiao Fei was very hesitant.

My novel is now hot, if I use it to launch it in my own book publishing company, wouldn't it make more money?

But instead, he reversed his own idea.

In addition to making money, he has other ambitions.

For example, covet the Contradiction Award.

He still has high expectations for his novel.

If you want to win the Spear Award, then it is worth knowing which publisher to choose.

The Contradiction Award has been selected for four times so far, and looking at the winning novels of the previous four editions, more than 90% of them are novels published by the People's Publishing House and the Writers Publishing House.

Of course, this is also related to the high status of these two large book publishing houses in the minds of domestic writers, and the vast majority of writers want to publish their works in these two publishing houses, which are famous and condescendingly covering the whole country, which is much more influential than local publishing houses.

Therefore, since the founding of the People's Republic of China until now, almost all of China's best novels have been published in these two publishing houses.

The long-form they launch has a high probability of winning awards, which is also a normal thing.

However, as a reborn, Xiao Fei knows very well that the publishing institutions of several award-winning works of the 5th Mao Dun Award are very scattered. The People's Publishing House and the Writers Publishing House each occupy one work, and the other two are works published by the Mass Publishing House and the Zhejiang Provincial Literature and Art Publishing House.

I don't know if this was done to appease the resentment of the local publishing house.

Xiao Fei thought about it so far, and felt that he could talk to him when he called Editor Cheng later. If the Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House is interested in publishing a single edition of his novels, it can talk about it first.

He believes that after the publication of the special issue of the harvested novel, many publishers will soon come to his door.

He is not in a hurry, it can be compared.

Xiao Fei didn't write anymore. I got up and got dressed, thought about it, spread out a sample book, wrote a line on the title page, and signed my name.

He was going to give the book to Xu Fengjuan.

He wanted her to share the joy of his success, just like in his previous life, even if he had a little achievement, she would be happy for him for a long time.

I think of the scene of my past life.

His heart was full of warmth.

With the book in hand, Xiao flew out of the bedroom.

You can't get out of the school gate, but fortunately there is a small shop in the school. There are also calls to make. Xiao Fei went to call Editor Cheng.

He only tentatively asked Editor Cheng if he could pay his manuscript fee in advance, and he told Editor Cheng that he was in a hurry to use the money now.

Unexpectedly, Editor Cheng actually agreed to ask the editor-in-chief for instructions to see what the editor-in-chief said.

Editor Cheng asked Xiao Fei to wait for a while, and after he asked for instructions, he would call him back.

Hanging up the phone, Xiao Fei was quite moved.

20,000 yuan is not a small amount, and now that the special issue of the harvest novel has just been listed, he will take care of the manuscript fee. This is not in accordance with the regulations.

Unexpectedly, Editor Cheng didn't refuse, but promised to help ask.

After a while, Editor Cheng called back. He happily told Xiao Fei that he had asked the editor-in-chief, and the editor-in-chief said that he could pay him for the manuscript in advance, and asked Xiao Fei what his bank account was, and it was best to use the account number of a large state-owned commercial bank.

Xiao Fei happened to have a passbook from China Construction Bank, although the passbook was not on him. But Xiao Fei remembered the account, so he told Editor Cheng about the account.

Editor Cheng said that it was too late today, and he would have two days off tomorrow, so he had to wait for the day after tomorrow to transfer money to him.

After making this call, Xiao Fei looked at the time, it was almost time for school to end in the afternoon, so he walked to the corner of the teaching building, stood there and waited for the end of school, and when Xu Fengjuan went downstairs, he could give her the book.

In a blink of an eye, it has been a month since he came to No. 1 Middle School to repeat his studies.

In this month, he topped the score list with an overwhelming advantage in the weekly exams, and with the publicity of various reports, everyone in the school now knows Xiao Fei.

He stood there, and everyone who passed by would have their eyes on him.

Although this kind of attention has become the norm, he still feels a little uncomfortable.

However, while he was waiting, Li Tangqiu suddenly took a middle-aged fat man around the corner of the building and appeared in front of him.

"Yikes! Xiao Fei, you are here! Well, I have something I want to discuss with you. Li Tangqiu saw Xiao Fei and walked quickly with the fat man.

"Oh? What's the matter? Teacher Li? Xiao Fei glanced at the middle-aged fat man, and the fat man looked at him with a smile, and his eyes clearly flashed with the look of looking at gold ingots.

"That's right." Li Tangqiu pointed at the fat man, "This is Wang Peng, the manager of the county Xinhua Bookstore, he has entered a batch of 600 harvest novels, and wants to ask you to go to Xinhua Bookstore on Sunday to help sign it, I don't know if you have time?" ”

"Hello Xiao Fei, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Wang Peng stretched out his chubby hand to Xiao Fei.

"Hello, Manager Wang, look up for a long time!"

Xiao Fei shook hands with the other party.

He didn't expect that the manager of Xinhua Bookstore, Mr. Wang, would actually buy 600 copies of the harvest novel at once, and thought of letting himself go over to sign them.

Sign up! What a lofty thing.

But shouldn't events such as book signings be organized by publishers?

"The reason why I entered so many books at once was that I thought, you are from our county, and you are more well-known in our county, and it is estimated that the readers' interest will be stronger, so as soon as my brain is hot, I will enter more. After thinking about it, the reading group harvested in our county is not large, and there are only a dozen people, no, I am afraid that the book will be smashed in my hand, so I want to ask Xiao Fei to do me a favor. Wang Peng explained.

He was a little nervous, afraid that Xiao Fei would refuse.

"Sunday...... Okay, I'll go, I'm afraid, my appeal is not big enough to help you, Manager Wang. Xiao Fei said.

He was going to go home every week.

The reason why Xiao Fei hesitated was that he was also afraid of the cold field, and he would earn 8 yuan for a special number of novels, in this era of average salary of two or three hundred, who would buy it if he didn't like it?

"Xiao Fei, just say yes, and I'll take care of the rest." Wang Peng was also relieved when he saw Xiao Fei agree, and said happily.

That's it, Xiao Fei vaguely agreed to go to the county Xinhua Bookstore on Sunday to sign and sell the special number of the novel.

Manager Wang tried his best to invite Xiao Fei and Li Tangqiu to dinner.

Xiao Fei didn't want to go.

Li Tangqiu didn't want him to go, but he would have to take the weekly exam again tomorrow, and there were many things. Even Li Tangqiu himself didn't have time to eat.

After saying that, it was just time to get out of school.

Xiao Fei simply walked directly against the flow of people towards the class.

When I met Wang Fei, a few people rushed over like wolves raging in the flock, shouting for Xiao Fei to eat together, Xiao Fei said, you go first, I have something to do.

The fellows winked their eyebrows and said they understood and walked away laughing.

Xiao Fei went to the class, and sure enough, he saw that Xu Fengjuan was just about to pack up and leave.

He went over and gave her the special number of the harvest novel that he signed, saying that it had one of his novels on it. Xu Fengjuan was very happy to receive his gift, and said vigorously that she would read it word by word seriously, and she would tell him her feelings after reading.

Seeing that she was sincerely happy for herself, at this moment, Xiao Fei's sense of accomplishment arose. (To be continued.) )xh118