12%*（1-20%）=9.6%

According to the other party's new regulations, the remuneration will be paid in the form of new Taiwan dollars, and if he wants to get it, he must first convert it into US dollars and then convert it into RMB, and the exchange rate is also affected in the middle.

It took Tang Mingyao a few seconds to figure out the money he could get in the end.

Not much, not less!

According to the sales of his previous book, this share is many times higher than the thousand-word buyout.

Now that he has a little understanding of the traditional publishing market, he knows that for non-locals, the cooperation conditions of Xianwang are already relatively favorable, and there is not much room for bargaining.

Of course, in line with the principle of playing a shot and not bothering, he still cut the price back and forth with the editor for half a day.

In the end, the price was not cut, and only a series of preferential conditions were obtained, such as the possibility of getting the money for the first publication in advance, instead of taking a little like other authors, and even having to wait for the sale to settle the bill.

This condition is not bad, Tang Mingyao readily agreed.

After a day off, I went to the market the next day to buy the latest "Shonen Comics" and watched Luo Wenxi's second serialization on it.

The main push of this issue is still "Modern Legend of Jianghu", it may be that the editorial department has tasted the sweetness, this issue is even more excessive than the previous issue, and it is almost written on the cover with the slogan "This is a hit, come and buy it".

Tang Mingyao looked at the book and shook his head, thinking that the editor worked so hard, the sales should be very good.

Take the book home and get it ready to put on the shelf.

I suddenly found that the bookcase at home couldn't hold so many books before I knew it.

Over the past few years, he has filled an entire bookcase with hundreds of textbooks for all grades, extracurricular books he keeps buying at home, and philatelic albums.

"Tsk, there's nowhere to put it. Buying a new bookcase? Or bookshelves? ”

After thinking about it, it is better to put some mothballs and lock the cabinet door, while the bookshelves are too difficult to take care of, and if you don't care for a while, you will accumulate thick dust.

…………

"Dad, are you free? Let's talk. ”

Waiting for his father to come back in the evening, Tang Mingyao took the initiative to sit down in the living room and started the topic.

The problem of death anxiety is actually very common in life, but most people's anxiety is disguised, for example, some adults will show far higher than normal levels of anxiety because of their children's disobedience and poor grades, which may be a disguise of death anxiety.

There is a view in the psychology community that all anxiety without direction is actually a manifestation of death anxiety.

Psychotherapist Owen Aron even believes that every nightmare is the result of death anxiety breaking free and intimidating the dreamer. This means that nightmares are essentially the embodiment of death anxiety, in whatever form they may be.

So, the disguise of death anxiety is very stealthy and magical.

And the disguise of his father Tang Hui's anxiety about death is stomach disease.

This is a question that Tang Mingyao thought about for a few days to figure out, and today he wants to try to solve it for his father.

"What's the matter?"

Tang Hui sat down on the sofa.

"Dad, can you tell us about your experience when you were a soldier? I want to hear about it, and I might be able to use it in my writing in the future. ”

"Soldiering?"

Tang Hui's eyes flickered: "There is nothing to say about being a soldier...... At that time, I graduated from high school and ran around blindly for two years, and I didn't learn anything, and then one year I came home, and your uncle became the captain of the production team - at that time, the countryside was full of people, and he became the captain before he was thirty years old, which was very powerful - when I was recruiting, he helped me and gave me a place in the team, and the other person was squeezed out......"

"Later, I went to the army like that, and I was not used to it at first, but gradually I got used to it. The army is very training, your father and I have met a lot of friends there, and your Uncle Wu met at that time......"

Tang Hui suppressed a lot of words in his heart, and usually no one confided in him, but at this time, Tang Mingyao asked the beginning, and he himself gushed out.

From enlistment, to changing jobs, to working in the unit...... A lot was said, and at least half of the topics were related to Uncle Wu.

In the end, Tang Hui sighed and said, "It's a pity, your Uncle Wu is still so young that he is gone, and your father will have one less person to talk to in the future." ”

Tang Mingyao continued: "Actually, Uncle Wu's life is still wonderful, although he went early, he has children and daughters, and he has no regrets." Dad, your life is wonderful enough in this half of your life, you have read books, served as a soldier, worked as a national worker, worked part-time, traveled to all parts of the country, and now you are doing business on your own, you have experienced everything, and the family has not been short of money in the past two years, and your life is very fulfilling. I envy you for having such a wonderful life experience. ”

"What do you envy me for? I'm up and down, and I don't want to go through it a second time. ”

Tang Mingyao said: "You think like this now, but in a few decades, when you slowly look back in the future, you will feel that life is wonderful enough, and there are so many experiences to recall, which is a very happy thing." ”

"Hey, you kid still has a set of things."

"Well, I'm in college anyway." Tang Mingyao admitted modestly, "And Dad, what you are doing now is very great, you see that we are a small company, which directly feeds more than a dozen employees, and more than 100 franchisees, and pays so many taxes for the country, which is to contribute to society." Now all the credit is yours. ”

Tang Hui was a little embarrassed: "Are you praising me?" ”

"Just be realistic. Aren't books always teaching us to be useful to society? Now Dad, you are a useful person to society, and you are a very useful kind. ”

"Okay, okay, how do I feel that you praise me so much, what ulterior motives are there behind your back?"

"Not really."

Tang Mingyao said with a straight face: "Dad, I'm quite proud of you." ”

Tang Hui's eyes were a little hot, blinked a few times, and got up to go to the bathroom.

He was emotionally restrained, and for a while he couldn't stand the sudden sensational words between father and son, hid in the bathroom, washed his face, but his heart was warm.

Tang Mingyao wisely did not chase after it and said further, between the relationship between father and son, he could not do normal psychological counseling like other people, so he could only knock on the side like this.

The main idea is to let the father find a few points:

1. His life was not wasted;

2. He is useful to society;

3. His relatives are very good to him, he can establish a good connection with his relatives, and he is not alone in this world.

Although it does not directly target death anxiety, it can be effectively alleviated.

Tang Mingyao also decided that when he called and chatted in the future, he would praise his father more if he had nothing to do.

This person is middle-aged, watching his children grow up, in fact, he cares a lot about his children's opinions about himself. If a child boasts more, he will have a sense of satisfaction in his heart and a more positive life.

…………

After staying at home for a few days, on the day of school, Tang Mingyao waved goodbye to his family and embarked on the journey again.

The luggage was filled with a lot of local products from his hometown, and when he arrived at the school, he first gave a New Year's greeting to Senior Sister He Ning and Professor Yu, and then distributed it to a few people in the dormitory.

The roommates also took out their own specialties to give each other, and they were happy for a while.

After a few days of classes, the scholarship for last semester was awarded.

Tang Mingyao's average score at the end of the semester was 98.2 points, which was the third place in the class.

lost the first place, but still got a first-class scholarship of 2,000 yuan, barely lost face.

However, he wasn't one of the few in his class to get a scholarship.

In the whole class, nearly one-third of the students have received different degrees of scholarships (the grades are very good, and the distribution will be more even, and the scholarships will not fall on only a few people), and two of them have received a bank-sponsored scholarship, 4,000 yuan, which can directly cover the tuition fee of the university for one year.

You can make money by studying, not only in high school, but also in college.

The premise is to study carefully!

Back in the dormitory after class in the evening, a few roommates were discussing scholarships.

Of the four of them 301, three of them got it, and only Xu Ang returned empty-handed alone.

At this time, this kid was extremely depressed.

Because he feels that he is no worse than others in his studies, why hasn't he tested others?

Depressed, he took out a document with the official seal from the cabinet, sighed and said, "I was going to get a scholarship, but I didn't get it for this semester's living expenses...... There is no way, only the last way to go. ”

"What did you take?" Ran Xiaomin asked.

"Proof of poverty." Xu Ang shook his hand, "I'm going to apply for a poverty scholarship this semester, and before that, I have to apply for a student loan first." You can always get the money anyway! ”

"Are you still poor? Isn't your dad quite rich? ”

"My dad and I don't have the same book, he is now from Chaoshan. And his money is his, my stepmother's, and my half-sister's, but it has nothing to do with me, and my tuition fees for this semester are all made up by my grandparents......"