On this day, Ouyang Zhen suddenly received a remittance slip.

It turned out that Ouyang Zhen's contribution was activated, and the editorial department sent her a remittance slip through the post office.

She wrote a 15,000-word short story and got 147 yuan for the manuscript!

Ouyang Zhen inevitably throbbed and excited in her heart, this is still the first manuscript fee in her life!

If it is said in the future, she must not care about the more than 100 yuan, but now at this time, the average worker's salary is more than 30 yuan a month, and the short story she created in less than a week got 147 yuan, which is equivalent to about four months' salary!

How could it not make her ecstatic?

Because the remittance slip was mailed to the school class mailbox, everyone in the class also knew that Ouyang Zhen had received the remittance slip for the manuscript fee, and they asked her to treat her.

Sheng Wen and her brothers hugged Ouyang Zhen's neck and said happily: "Ouyang, you have to have a treat!" ”

She was so happy and proud of Ouyang Hao, who was a classmate in their Chinese department, who didn't want to apply what they had learned and let their articles be published in major newspapers and magazines.

Even if it's just a small piece of tofu, it's worth showing off for a long time.

Ouyang Zhen gets the most manuscript fees, which is naturally different from the classmates who get dozens or a few yuan of manuscript fees.

Other students followed suit: "Yes! What a joy! "A treat!"

"Yes, let's have your good luck too! Hey, I've received dozens of rejection letters, and I really don't know what the problem is. A male classmate said in frustration.

Ouyang Zhen didn't discuss this issue with her male classmates immediately, everyone actually thinks that she writes well and brilliantly, she is not an editor who does not have the ability and authority to give advice.

She raised the remittance slip in her hand and smiled generously: "Okay, treat, but I have to wait for me to take out the money first." ”

She decided to take out the odds to buy some sugar cubes and melon seeds for her classmates, and everyone ate happily together, and the remaining one hundred and forty yuan, she wanted to buy things for her parents, Ye Jinteng, and the eldest brother and the second brother.

Tian Yu sat in the corner of the classroom, staring jealously at Ouyang Zhen, who was surrounded in the center and talking and laughing.

She also submitted articles to many publishing houses and newspapers, but all the rejection letters she received were uniform.

made her originally complacent desire to exchange her manuscript fee for some pocket money, but also failed again and again.

In her opinion, Ouyang Hao's writing is really similar to her, and she can only think that maybe someone from the editorial department eats Ouyang Zhen's set.

Ouyang Zhen didn't care what others thought, she was happy and anxious to go home and share the good news with her parents, so that they would be happy and happy.

She believes that when her parents find out, they will be super happy and proud of her!

After Ouyang Zhen arrived home, she couldn't hide her smug pretense of mystery: "Dad, Mom, I want to share a good thing with you, guess what a good thing is?" ”

Qiu Shiyun and Ouyang Wei asked in unison: "What's a good thing?" ”

From the moment their daughter entered the door, they felt her face full of red light and beaming with joy.

Ouyang Zhen happily showcased: "I have earned the manuscript fee!" Well, the remittance slip has arrived! ”

Ouyang Wei was excited and happy to take it over and look at it, this is what his daughter earned by using writing contributions!

"My daughter is so good! One hundred and forty dollars! It's almost time to catch up with my salary! ”

Qiu Shiyun also couldn't close her mouth happily: "Yes, our daughter is too talented!" Lao Ou, whatever you want! ”