In a blink of an eye, on August 20th, Xiao Fei had already bought a train ticket to the magic capital, and the train at 8 o'clock in the evening, he was ready to leave after lunch, first take a long-distance bus to X city, and then take a train from X city.

Xiao Fei's old house has been stripped off, the entire yard has become a big construction site, the foundation of the new building has been laid, and the walls of the ground part are under intense construction.

After a rough estimate, Xiao Fei thought to himself that at this rate, it would not take ten days for his small building to be completed.

On August 17, Xiao Fei received manuscript fees from three magazines: bosom friend, family, and girlfriend.

He published emotional novels of 4 to 6,000 words in all three magazines.

But even so, the manuscript fee is still quite expensive.

The article on the bosom friend shows a figure of more than 2,400 yuan, which is about more than 400 words per thousand. For non-fiction magazines like Bosom Friends, fictional novels and emotional stories cost much less than non-fiction articles. You must know that at this time, Bosom Friend Magazine has offered a high manuscript fee of the highest 1,000 words and 1,000 yuan for excellent manuscripts, but that is mainly for blockbuster documentary manuscripts, and fictional articles are more than half less than this.

The manuscript fee given by the family is also more than 2,300 yuan, and the manuscript fee is the same level as the bosom friend.

However, the emphasis of articles in family magazines is obviously different from that of bosom friends, and families pay more attention to emotional novels and stories, and there are more similar columns.

The manuscript fee list sent by my girlfriend's magazine is much less, more than 1,200 yuan, and the manuscript fee is about 200 yuan per thousand words.

The three manuscript fee lists totaled more than 6,000 points.

However, it immediately solved the urgent need of the Xiao family to build a new building, with a large gap in money.

The manuscript fee list was still sent to Xiao Fei's home by Lin Chunli in person. Because the Xiao family was building a new house, many people in the village came to help, and the fact that Xiao Fei once again received a large manuscript bill once again caused a sensation in the whole village.

I don't know how many people are jealous and envious and are about to go crazy.

That night, some village mothers-in-law brought their children to Xiao Fei and begged Xiao Fei to teach their children how to write manuscripts and earn manuscript fees.

Xiao Fei was so annoyed that he couldn't do it.

At that time, his long story was about to come to an end, and he had no time to deal with such a bad thing.

Moreover, there is no shortcut to the skill of writing, it is not something that can be learned by teaching, you need to have your own understanding, read more and practice more pen, think while writing, write more, read more, think more, and the level of writing will naturally come up.

He told him so, but the women and men in the village regarded them as perfunctory, and they were very angry.

They believe that Xiao Fei must have a secret to writing good articles quickly.

They think that everyone is in the same village, and if you eat meat, you have to let us drink a mouthful of soup and benefit from it.

finally sent these people away, but it made Xiao Fei himself impetuous.

In the days after receiving a large manuscript fee for the second time, every day someone would quietly spy on Xiao Fei, who was climbing the lattice in the backyard of Xiao's house, with green light in his eyes, like a group of hungry wolves staring at a small piece of fresh meat.

They couldn't wait to rush over and snatch the pen in Xiao Fei's hand and fold it into two sections.

This obviously interfered a lot with Xiao Fei.

But fortunately, his self-control is still very strong, and he finally ended "Walking Fish on Land" perfectly. With a total of 316,000 words, this novel is a real tome.

Of course, compared with the millions of words of online novels in later generations, it is still a bit of a trivial.

Ate at noon.

Xiao Fei picked up the bulging backpack and said to his father, "Dad, I'm leaving." ”

My father was still squatting under a plane tree in the yard with a big porcelain bowl to eat noodles, and after hearing this, he glanced up at Xiao Fei, and shook his head helplessly: "Fei, I really don't know why you have to go to Shanghai, you have never been so far away when you have grown so big." ”

The elder brother put the bowl on the ground, looked at his father and said, "Dad, if you are worried about flying, let me go with him, and I will take care of it." ”

My brother was eager to try it and was very excited.

It was Shanghai, one of the most prosperous metropolises in China.

When you're young, who doesn't want to go for a walk in the distance.

"Forget it! Flying is to run errands, what do you mean by the past? Net waste of money, you can't go! Mother answered.

Xiao Fei smiled, he had informed his parents that he was going to the magic capital many days earlier, and they reluctantly agreed.

There is no need to say anything more now.

He waved to his family and walked outside.

His father squatted under the tree and didn't get up, still pulling the noodles in the bowl, but his eyes kept staring at Xiao Fei's back.

Mother, brother and sister chased after Xiao Fei.

Their mouths were stinging.

The mother said, "Fei, you must be vigilant, be careful that the thief steals your money." ”

My sister said: "Fly, don't conflict with people, it's good at home, it's hard to go out for a day, if others bully us, we can endure it." ”

My brother said, "Fly, when you arrive in Shanghai, you will take a telegram and come back to report your safety." ”

When the people in the village saw them and greeted them, many people also joined in the ranks of sending off Xiao Fei, and in the end, dozens of people gathered like a snowball.

In this era before the rise of the tide of migrant workers, there are too few people who have traveled far away in poor villages like Xili Village, and there are many elderly people who have been to the farthest place in their lives may be the county seat.

Therefore, they are very interested in the mysterious metropolis of Shanghai.

Until Xiao Fei got on the long-distance bus to X City, there were still people asking him questions through the window.

The bus finally left, and a bunch of people waved their arms.

Xiao Fei breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes to reminisce.

The backpack contained a few changes of clothes, and the money was in the pocket of the close-fitting shorts, which his mother had specially sewn for him, just in front of the little brother, and he could feel the presence of the pile of cardboard as soon as he moved a little.

It's just that it's a little too awkward.

On such a hot day, it is impossible to put money in that place without getting the smell of stench.

Most importantly, the draft of the novel "The Fish Walking on Land" and the draft of "Literature is Dead, Please Burn Paper" were wrapped in oiled paper and placed at the bottom of the backpack.

The draft of the novel "The Fish Walking on Land" is as thick as a hundred 500-word manuscript papers, which is heavier than a brick.

Xiao Fei felt that heaviness, and his heart was very down-to-earth.

He thinks that this novel is relatively successful, and he has put all his effort into it, trying to make it as thick as possible.

Can this stepping stone knock on the door of the harvest?

If you can, then you can really step into the door of the literary circle.

Xili Village is more than 100 kilometers away from X City, and at one o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Fei arrived in the city and took a bus to the train station.

He found that he seemed to have arrived too early, the train was at 8:35 p.m., and now it was only 1:41, which meant that he had to wait for more than 6 hours.