When school was about to end in the morning, Xiao Fei habitually put down his pen, silently packed up the manuscript paper, got dressed and prepared to go out.

Since he separated from Liu Zelai the day before yesterday, he has already thought that he needs to prepare a long story of sufficient weight as soon as possible, and he can launch it immediately after the formalities of his book planning company are completed.

He spent the past two days in his dormitory working hard to write, except for eating and occasionally going out, and spent almost every minute and every second of his time writing new books.

Fortunately, every word of the content he wants to "write" is printed in his head, and he only needs to copy it from his head to the manuscript paper, and the speed is still very fast.

In two days, Xiao Fei used up two 100-page manuscript papers.

More than 70,000 words were written.

The book has a total of more than 400,000 words, and at this rate, it will be completed in more than ten days.

The novel he wants to write is called Bright Sword.

That's right, it is the new concept war-themed novel that became popular in the early 20000 years, its physical book sold hundreds of thousands of copies, and its TV series was broadcast on satellite TV across the country, forming a majestic bright sword phenomenon.

This book has created the image of a group of revolutionary heroes, and the novel is written in a heart-wrenching and overlapping manner, which is very good-looking. In other words, its story is very well told, elegant and popular, and exciting.

The author of the novel, Mr. Du Liang, is also a legendary figure, he only started writing in his forties, and his female novels became an instant hit, and his talent is really remarkable.

Liangjian was written by Du Liang in 1998, and the author said that it took 8 months.

This was his first time writing a novel.

It started with a bet with a friend.

In his casual conversation, Du Liang thought that the current novels were all hateful and unbearable to read. His friend laughed at him, "If you have the ability, you can write a book to see, if you don't have the ability to write it yourself, then shut up obediently, you can read whatever other writers write, and if you don't think it's good-looking, just obediently fork it and leave."

Du Liang was stimulated by this, and immediately announced, "Then I will write a book and show you what to do."

So, Du Liang began to write.

A classic war novel was born.

But after the novel was written, publishing became a big problem. He took his manuscript and ran to several publishing houses, but because he was a newcomer, he was rejected by them.

There are those who are willing to publish his book, and they even want him to publish the book at his own expense.

Thus. How bad the domestic publishing market environment is, many publishers are blind, and they can't see its brilliance. In their eyes, they will always only stare at a few famous artists, and they don't even want to look at newcomers.

In a word. Du Liang ran thin with his manuscript, and only then was he introduced and recommended, and the People's Liberation Army Literature and Art Publishing House accepted his manuscript and helped him publish the book.

At that time, it was already the new millennium.

Xiao Fei is confident that he will not have the experience of the original author, Mr. Du Liang, and after the launch of his femdom novel, I believe that he has gained considerable popularity in China, and after a lot of hype, his fame can only rise "Woo".

In addition, he had planned to package and launch the book in his book planning company. There is nothing wrong with it.

Xiao Fei thought about it.

After the book was written, he took the manuscript to the provincial capital, and first assisted Liu Zelai in all the preliminary matters of starting a company.

Xiao Fei came out of the dormitory.

Walking briskly around campus, he was still thinking bitterly about how much trouble it would be to have to deal with a weekly exam every week that would make people lose a layer of skin.

Tomorrow there will be a weekly exam.

I don't know how many people will be staring at him, wanting to see how he performs next.

Xiao Fei secretly decided that after participating in the weekly exam in the first three weeks and showing his absolute strength, it would be better to escape the weekly exam in the future.

This week's exam really doesn't mean anything to him now.

Xiao Fei came to the school's shop. I bought some bread, biscuits, etc., and walked slowly in the direction of the teaching building.

In the past few days, he has done this every day at noon when school is about to end. It's already a familiar road. As he walked near the school building, he heard the school bell ring.

Boiling voices rang out from the teaching building.

It's like a hornet's nest that has been stabbed.

He hid in a remote corner and waited for the students who were sprinting downstairs to eat to finish.

He was still thinking about things.

During the big recess, Wang Fei and others sent him the column fee for the Central Plains Evening News in August to his dormitory, and clamored to let him have a treat.

Treats are just a trifle.

It doesn't cost a lot of money to invite these brothers to dinner.

Now he thinks yes. How to raise the first cost of starting a company, in September, presumably in August, the articles published in major newspapers and periodicals in China will also be paid one after another

I don't know how much money it will have.

According to the agreement, he should pay 30 royalties in the near future, and there are also 9,000 yuan.

In the next few days, I should be able to get more than 20,000 yuan

When his novel is published in the special issue of the harvest novel, the manuscript fee will be calculated according to the compressed 250,000 words, and there will be more than 20,000 yuan.

However, the payment should not be available until October.

Xiao Fei thought about it again and again, and felt that his top priority was to prepare the manuscripts of the collection of Hexi Literature and Art Publishing House first, and then deliver them to the publishing house, so that they could speed up the pace of publishing, and after the printing and sales, he could get another 30 royalties, then, 50,000 yuan would be enough.

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and when he raised his eyes, it seemed that the people in the teaching building had gone.

Xiao Fei walked upstairs and came to the classroom.

Entering the door of the classroom, Xiao Fei was stunned for a moment.

There was more than one person in the classroom.

Yin Jing still sat in her seat, and even Yin Jing's tablemate Xia Zhe, a tomboy-like girl, remained in the classroom.

The most important point is that Xu Fengjuan has not left, and is still immersed in studying.

For a moment, Xiao Fei was a little dumbfounded.

However, this did not bother him, he hesitated for a moment, and then resolutely walked to her table with the snack he bought for Xu Fengjuan.

"Xu Fengjuan, someone downstairs just asked me to bring you something." Xiao Fei said generously and put the bag on Xu Fengjuan's table.

"Ahh

Xu Fengjuan raised her head in a panic, her face flushed like the sunset on the horizon.

She hadn't actually looked into the book just now, but had been peeking at the door to pay attention to the movement outside the door. Xiao Fei's footsteps were still in the corridor, and she had already heard them.

She's been brewing.

Pondering what to say to him.

However, when Xiao Fei's people came to her side, she was completely confused, and she could only try to put a smile on her face, and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you, Xiao Fei." ”

She smiled at me, and she really looked good when she smiled.

Xiao Fei's heart beat wildly.

But he remained calm and smiled indifferently: "You're welcome." ”

"By the way, Yin Jing has your things there, it was handed over by a girl to Yin Jing in the morning, you can go and take a look." Xu Fengjuan said softly.

A few words of dialogue, but in just a few tens of seconds of communication, the two looked at each other and smiled silently, but this was enough for Xiao Fei.

He has been a human being for nearly twenty years, trying to get closer to her, and now, he is finally getting closer to her.

"Xiao Fei, Xiao Fei, can you accept me as an apprentice and teach me to write articles."

Xiao Fei was enjoying this touch in his heart, but he heard a girl's voice sounding next to him, and his arm was also grabbed. It made him feel like a thief who had been caught. To be continued.

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