Tang Mingyao hadn't recovered from the joy of handing out a single book, and on Friday, there was good news from the school.

It turned out that the results of the semi-final of the essay contest came out, and two people from the county No. 1 passed the semi-final and won the award.

One of them is a third-year junior high school student.

The other is in the experimental class of the first year of junior high school.

Before class in the morning, the students who got the grapevine in advance asked in the class who won the award.

The three people who participated in the semi-finals were the objects of everyone's speculation.

At this time, Lei Yu stood up and said: "Don't guess me, it's definitely not me, I had diarrhea and scribbled on the day of the competition, and it is impossible to win the award." ”

So Tang Mingyao and Hou Yan divided the public opinion by one and a half.

In the second Chinese class, Teacher Deng Yu stood on the podium, and everyone sat unconsciously upright, waiting for her to announce the results of the competition.

"I know you've all heard...... Yes, someone in our class won the first prize in the essay competition, and this student is ......"

She glanced down at the two students who might win the award and said, "Tang Mingyao! We congratulate him! ”

Bang Bang ......

The classmates clapped their hands hard.

Deng Yu continued: "This time, the education department awarded a medal to encourage the winning students. Tang Mingyao, come up and receive the award. ”

Tang Mingyao walked up to the podium and respectfully asked the teacher to hang the medal around his neck.

Well, it's about the same as a medal in the Games, it's golden, but it's very light when hung around the neck, and it's obviously not made of pure gold, but plated.

When he stepped down, Deng Yu said again: "Medals are secondary. The important thing is that all the students who have won the ranking this time have been recorded by the education department, and when you take the high school entrance examination, you will get the privilege of extra points, the first prize + 5 points - there are only thirty places in the province. In addition, the award-winning works will be collected into a book, which will be distributed to the school after a while, and interested students can pay money to buy them from me at that time. ”

Tang Mingyao asked, "Teacher, can everyone buy it?" ”

"Yes. This is an excellent essay that everyone can buy for reference, and it is very helpful for you to write a good essay. ”

"What about me? If I win an award, will I get a copy? ”

"You have to pay for it yourself. Your essay is included in the book, which is the biggest reward for you, and you are still reluctant to pay for a book? ”

Tang Mingyao: "......"

Sure enough, he knew that some departments were not so simple, time-consuming and laborious, and he gave the whole essay competition to students in the province. It turns out that in addition to their own work, their ultimate goal is waiting here.

"The Complete Works of the Provincial Middle School Students' Essay Contest Winning Works" ......

Look at what a gimmick this name has!

Under the unified promotion of the school, I am afraid that it will not sell hundreds of thousands of copies.

But that didn't seem like a bad thing to him.

Every junior high school student buys a copy and puts it in a drawer, and hundreds of thousands of students can read his compositions, which is still beautiful to think about.

After class, Tang Mingyao accepted the warm congratulations of his classmates.

It wasn't until school at noon that he finally got out and found some free time to stay with Luo Wenxi.

"A medal for you!"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, I'd like to share it with you. One person is not as happy as two people. ”

"Thank you." Luo Wenxi's expression was sweet.

Tang Mingyao poked her cheek curiously, making the girl blush.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm just curious, how do your dimples grow? I can't usually see it, but it comes out when I smile, it's so cute. ”

"Poke your own."

"I don't have dimples."

"Eye sockets are fine, it's all about the same."

Tang Mingyao: "......"

He wanted to poke again, but Luo Wenxi cleverly dodged it, so he didn't let him poke it.

…………

On Saturday night, Tang Mingyao was greeted by his former dormitory classmates and went with them to a newly opened Internet café in the county seat.

This is the first Internet café in the county where you can access the Internet, and business is booming.

After waiting for two hours to get to the plane, when Tang Mingyao sat down, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and he thought to himself that if it wasn't for the first time to experience the legend, he wouldn't have come to suffer this sin.

How good it is to go to my girlfriend's house to surf the Internet, the woman is fragrant, serving tea with no hands, the environment is good, the mood is good, and you can talk about love by the way, it is really a fairy-like day.

Well, if you come to this Internet café once, you don't want to come a second time.

But now that he has taken the position, he is reluctant to play online for a while.

The game is not interesting, Red Alert, the Legend of the Three Kingdoms, these have long been unable to arouse his interest, so he clicked on the computer for two minutes, or logged in to QQ to hang up, and went to various websites and forums to soak.

Tianya Community and Jin Yong Inn, they all went up for a while, saw familiar IDs and interesting content, just replied a few words below, saw some interesting articles, and read them carefully.

When he landed under the banyan tree, he was surprised to find that someone was contacting him in the forum.

"Hello train king, I am the editor of Xinchang Publishing House, do you have the intention of publishing your work "Modern Jianghu Legend" in traditional Chinese? If so, please contact email: XXXXX. ”

Tang Mingyao was a little stunned.

Xinchang Press?

Traditional Chinese Publishing?

This is a publishing house on the other side of the strait, right? I actually found the banyan tree and came down.

Could it be that his work is already so famous that he has entered the market over there?

With the mentality of doubting the letter, he sent an email to this mailbox.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the other party replied.

The gist of it is that he is the publishing editor of Wanwan, responsible for finding works with market potential on the mainland, and obtaining Wanwan publishing through authorization. "Modern Legend of Jianghu" was seen on the Internet and felt that it had great potential, so he came to seek cooperation.

Tang Mingyao thought about it for a while, this should be true.

Because he had heard of the name of Xinchang in his previous life, it was a publishing house with deep cooperation with the mainland in Wanwan, and its main publishing target was online literary works.

In the previous life, a certain point, a certain horizontal, and a number of online literature platforms have cooperated with this publishing house, and there are many authors who have contributed their own traditional Chinese copyrights.

There are not only one or two mainland authors who have published books in this publishing house.

What he didn't expect was that at such an early age, this publishing house was already eyeing the resources of the mainland.

After thinking for a while, Tang Mingyao chatted with the editor by email.

By the time it went offline, the traditional Chinese publishing was basically finalized.

The other party paid a one-time remuneration of 1,200 US dollars, equivalent to about 10,000 yuan, to buy out the traditional copyright of "Modern Legend of Jianghu".

The publishing plan in Wanwan is to divide the whole book into three volumes, with the first printing of 10,000 sets and putting it on the market first.

If the response is good, the publisher will reprint it, but this has nothing to do with Tang Mingyao.

Tang Mingyao understands that the one-time buyout of the copyright is not too high, and he is a little at a loss, but he has no channel to talk about traditional copyright, as a newcomer, he can get this price, which is already the reason why the editor is optimistic.

Besides, even if someone quietly publishes it for him over there these days, it is impossible for him to know that it is very sincere to contact him first to give him a copyright fee.

"Don't worry, there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future."

With such thoughts, Tang Mingyao left a few classmates who were addicted to the Internet and rode home to sleep.