During the Spring Festival of 82, Guo Jia had only three statutory holidays, and the enterprise went to work on the fourth day of junior high school, but the school would be a little later.

For Li Ye, who was used to a small long vacation, it must have been extremely uncomfortable, so he agreed with Hu Man and others in advance that he would start normal review on the sixth day of junior high school.

At this point, Li Ye felt that he was already a model of diligence for people who traveled through it.

Hu Man and the others also touched Li Ye's temper, usually even if they went to the second grain store to review, they would not arrive until three poles a day, and they promised not to disturb Li Ye, and they held back their own problems if they had problems.

However, on the morning of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Li Ye had not yet gotten up from the small kang and was thinking about where to go to find Li Dayong today, when Wen Leyu hurriedly ran to knock on the door.

"It's not even nine o'clock? What's the hurry? ”

"Look, Telegram."

Li Ye hurriedly took the telegram and read it carefully.

[Things are progressing, and the return trip may be postponed........ Send the follow-up manuscript to Room 306 of Guangming Hotel, XX Road, Beijing as soon as possible. 】

Li Ye looked at it carefully twice and made sure that there was no hidden meaning, so he looked at Wen Leyu and said, "It should be good news." ”

Wen Leyu nodded vigorously and said with a sour nose: "It's good news." ”

Li Ye smiled: "It's good news, what are you snorting?" Hurry up and help me copy the manuscript, or what else will I mail? ”

Li Ye has the habit of keeping the original manuscript of the novel, so whether it is Blue Ocean Publishing House or Mr. Ke, what he takes is a copied manuscript.

During the Chinese New Year, although he was lazy in Buddhism, he also wrote 10,000 or 20,000 words, and it took half a day to copy them.

But fortunately, Hu Man and others also came today, and the five of them copied one or two thousand words, which was a lot faster.

Before noon, Li Ye went to the post office to send the manuscript, and Wen Leyu finally breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer so anxious.

But only one day later, the next morning, Mr. Ke's second telegram arrived.

[The supplementary materials have been sent, please pay attention to check and organize and use as soon as possible.] 】

"Supplemental materials?"

Li Ye was very puzzled, when he rewrote "Beacon Fire Deserter", he showed the outline to Mr. Ke,

After many discussions and revisions, the two have basically perfected the outline and plot of the novel, and it is not a good thing for the author to add any supplementary materials at this time.

Sure enough, just on the afternoon of the second day after the telegram arrived, a thick parcel arrived in Li Ye's hands.

[Is this the speed of JD Express? 】

Li Ye feels bad, it is less than 500 kilometers from the capital to Qingshui County, but the package delivery in 82 years is fast for you to walk for three or five days.

But this parcel took less than 36 hours.

It's a real hammer, this is a parcel sent by the big guy.

When I opened the package, the first thing was a letter from Mr. Ke.

The letter told Li Ye that the character archetypes in some novels added a lot of details of the battles and lives at that time, and asked Li Ye to integrate them into the subsequent manuscripts as much as possible after screening.

Mr. Ke's letter is written in sincere language, as if he is not talking to a high school student, but talking to a writer on an equal footing.

But Li Ye just read it once, and understood what Teacher Ke meant - urging changes, urging changes, and updating me as soon as possible as required.

Li Ye put down the letter and began to flip through the "materials" one by one.

Then for most of the day, he sat there motionless, like a clay statue.

Wen Leyu next to him was a little frightened and pushed him hard.

"What's wrong, Li Ye? Is there something wrong? ”

"Concubines do....... Nothing, nothing. ”

Li Ye reacted and smiled at Wen Leyu, relieving her.

But at this time, he really wanted to shout - "The concubine can't do it!" ”

What kind of supplementary material is this, this is a fierce comment post from readers!

[Hello Comrade Xiao, I have some opinions to tell you....... Your critical description of the surname Yang is not deep enough, I tell you, XX year and XX month he ...... You have to write it clearly and vent your anger for those of us. 】

[Author, comrade, can you tell me, who told you that he was the first in the whole group?

In front of me, you see if he dares to brag about this bull, you have to write me in, I am a row of two rows of XXX, remember to give me a nice name! 】

[Author, Comrade Xiao, I want to criticize you twice, why did you take half a book to show us? When will the second half of your book arrive? Doctors have criticized me for not going to bed on time. 】

Where is the urgency of this special brew, this is the urgency!

They can't wait to see the rest of the manuscript tomorrow, but there are still more than a million words left! How do you ask Li Ye to write?

Li Ye looked up to the sky and sighed: "The money for custom texts is really not so easy to earn!" ”

It's like writing an online article, and a gold medal reader suddenly jumps out and asks the author to change a story line, or modify a character's personality.

Although the author's brain cells will be burned in billions, there is always a way to make minor adjustments.

But you have to ask several readers to make requests, this one wants the protagonist to go east, and that one wants the protagonist to go west.

This one wants to be decent to the sky, and that one wants the villain to enter the earth, that ...... How can you change it!

Li Ye threw away the "supplementary materials" and took the manuscript paper to write.

He doesn't plan to change it, at least not recently, first write a 100,000-word draft in his mind and send it out.

In the case of doing a liver explosion, no matter how picky readers are, they will feel sorry for the writer and try not to pick a thorn.

However, Li Zhi wrote the novel without distraction, but Wen Leyu took the supplementary materials and read them carefully.

Looking at it, her face changed, her little face was wrinkled like a bun, and her eyes couldn't stop glancing at Li Ye.

Li Ye kept writing and asked her casually: "What's wrong?" ”

Wen Leyu said: "Is it ...... Too embarrassed? ”

Li Ye shook his head: "Don't be embarrassed!" It's good to get used to it. ”

Wen Leyu: "........"

Wen Leyu naturally didn't know that when Li Ye wrote online articles in his last life, he was often sprayed by readers to the point of self-isolation, and over time, he also practiced the ability of high defense and high resistance.

If you can change it, try to change it, and if you can't change it, you spray, and I'll continue.

Li Ye's thinking was smooth, and he wrote four or five thousand words in one breath, and he didn't stop until his wrist was slightly sore.

Wen Leyu finished copying on his hind feet and helped him clean up the manuscript, slowly and weakly.

Li Ye didn't feel right, so he asked Wen Leyu: "Are you in a bad mood?" ”

Wen Leyu's little head nodded twice, his small mouth pursed, and his face was full of grievances.

Li Ye asked in a warm voice, "Can you tell me?" ”

Wen Leyu looked at Li Ye and pondered for a long time.

"Actually, Shi Cheng ...... It's my grandfather. ”

"Hmm."

Li Ye hummed lightly and didn't ask more.

Shi Cheng's prototype has a very close relationship with Wen Leyu and Teacher Ke, which he has already guessed.

Wen Leyu added: "My grandfather passed away a few years ago. ”

All right! No wonder it's forgotten, the head of the family has gone away, and the senior brother is not a bad thing.

"Huh?"

Li Ye suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He sat up straight, looked into Wen Leyu's eyes, and came back to his senses after a moment.

Isn't this how the girls on the other side felt when they were on a blind date in their previous life when they introduced their family situation to themselves?

"My father and brother are on the other side of Bei'anling....... I haven't seen them in years. ”

"But my father would write to me every month....... We are far away from each other, but our family affection is getting stronger and stronger......."

Wen Leyu said it very long-winded, but he also said it very seriously.

Li Ye understood that until this moment, this little girl could be regarded as opening her heart to herself.

Before that, she wrapped herself tightly with a cold shell.

If it weren't for Li Ye, a demon who defied the sky and pierced this layer of separation little by little, she wouldn't know how long she would close herself.

Wen Leyu pointed to the supplementary materials and said faintly: "Some of these people, some of them I have seen, some have heard of them, they are all from my grandfather's generation......."

"They have a very strong temper, and they are very strong, and no one is convinced, and if you say that he is not good at all, they will mess around........

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of difficult readers, and I've seen difficult readers." Li Ye smiled and reassured Wen Leyu.

Wen Leyu looked at Li Ye and said with a little emptiness: "I mean, this book "Beacon Deserter", maybe...... It's possible....... Can't publish. ”

"Can't publish?"

Li Ye was stunned for a moment, and then understood that it was indeed very troublesome to involve so many people and so many opinions.

Wen Leyu nodded: "If you can't publish, you won't be able to get the manuscript fee." ”

"Huh?"

Li Ye didn't expect Wen Leyu to give him a twist, and he was introduced to his family earlier! How did it turn to the manuscript fee?

If we don't have money, does it matter?

How do you look at the appearance of your weak heart, like a lioness who shouts "million bride price"?

Li Ye said generously: "If you can't get the manuscript fee, you can't get the manuscript fee!" You know, writing novels doesn't necessarily mean making money.

A lot of the time, hit the streets...... Failure is just an experience before success. ”

Wen Leyu's little face was full of grievances: "But if you can't get the manuscript fee, I don't have the manuscript fee!" What will happen to my food money? ”

Li Ye was stunned.

Everyone ate in the small warehouse of Erliangdian, and Li Ye charged a symbolic dime for a meal.

Wen Leyu has always eaten and drunk for nothing because of the reason why the proofreading fee is deposited here in Li Ye.

It's not that Li Ye doesn't give her the money, it's that she doesn't want to live or die.

Li Ye has always felt that this girl is a person who regards money as dung, and she doesn't take money without a name or a penny.

As for eating, it is a matter of course, and it is okay to work for the landlord's family for a short time, not to mention the little proofreader?

But now, what kind of thinking is she?

Your money is mine, is my money yours too?

No, it seems to be ....... Initiative-based ....... Earning long-term meal tickets?

Li Zhi's heart moved, and he whispered to Wen Leyu: "If you want, I can take care of your food....... to the end of the world. ”

The autumn water in Wen Leyu's big eyes seemed to freeze suddenly.

Then, there were turbulent waves.

She slowly backed away, like a wary fawn, and then, suddenly, turned and ran.

Listening to the footsteps of "oh oh" in the distance, Li Ye's heart beat wildly.

Is this a confession?

Count?

That's certainly not counting! Otherwise, wouldn't you be ashamed of the dead?