The reporter of "Ren M Daily" is gone, and the two reporters are not sure when this interview will be in the newspaper.

Jiang Yulou is still a little looking forward to it, after all, it is the top newspaper in China.

In this era, it was an honor to be interviewed by a central-level newspaper, and the newspaper was to be burned for the immortals to read after it came out.

"I'm a celebrity now, right?" Jiang Yulou thought beautifully in his heart.

I had already decided to submit an article immediately, so I would like to wait for the interview to be published.

At that time, his fame was greater, and the probability that the manuscript would be included in "Harvest" was greater.

When he returned to the class, the news of the interview also spread.

Ma Xiao exclaimed: "Louzi, yes, even the people from the "Renri" newspaper have come to interview you!" ”

"Oh, I'm scared." Jiang Yulou said modestly, but in fact, he was terrible.

Ma Xiao smiled: "Hey, you said you were fat and you were still panting." ”

Jiang Yulou said vigorously: "How can you say that? Comrades reporters have said that I want to be a role model for the people of the whole country, otherwise why don't people come to interview you? ”

"Yulou is right." At this time, Tang Yuewen also came over.

Ma Xiao said helplessly: "You two are alone with me, right?" ”

Jiang Yulou smiled and did not refute.

Tang Yuewen blushed and hurriedly returned to her seat.

There are pros and cons to being famous.

Jiang Yulou hasn't seen the real benefits yet, but he has already experienced the disadvantages.

Before he could say a word, a bunch of classmates rushed over.

They all asked him to sign it, and the classmates asked him to sign a copy of "Yanhe", can he not sign it?

Alas, he didn't have time to chat with Tang Yuewen after class every day, and just signing took up a lot of time.

"Brush, brush, brush." After signing a copy casually, he couldn't help but say: "You put away the magazine I signed, it will definitely be worth the old nose money in a few decades." ”

Ma Xiao said: "If you burp in your twenties, you must be valuable." ”

"Can't you just read me?" Jiang Yulou couldn't help but roll his eyes.

The classmate asked seriously, "Really?" ”

"It's a hammer, don't get out of here!" Jiang Yulou scolded with a smile.

The scolded classmate was not annoyed, and happily walked away with his autographed book.

Looking at his precious pair of books, it was obvious that he had listened to the words of the two.

As for who to listen to, only he knows.

Jiang Yulou shook off his hand, which was a little numb because of the signing, and complained: "Yanhe Literary Monthly should really pay me more." ”

"Why?" Ma Xiao pouted.

Jiang Yulou said like a cannon: "Just rely on my two poems to help them sell tens of thousands of more copies, just because I have a free autograph session, just because I want to be on the "Ren M Daily". Think about how many people were curious about me after the newspaper came out, and they didn't have to spend money to buy a copy of "Yanhe" to see how good the poems I wrote were? ”

Ma Xiao thought about it, it was really the truth.

"Then you ask them for it."

"Difficult."

Jiang Yulou sighed.

At this time, the remuneration of the author has not yet been calculated, that is, he has suffered a big loss.

It's not that he's stingy, it's white silver.

His family is not rich.

And he is still growing his body, eating and drinking, and supplementing nutrition is inseparable from money.

It was only after the class bell rang that he had a chance to breathe.

But he can't relax, the day of the college entrance examination is getting closer and closer, the time is tight, the task is heavy, he has to hurry up and study.

Time was in a hurry, and a week later, Jiang Yulou received a reply from "Yanhe".

This time it has little to do with him, mainly because he wrote his own address for Tang Yuewen's submission.

The content of the letter is that the girl's manuscript was adopted.

Oh, and I forgot to mention that the short story is called "Rain, Rustle", and the total word count is more than 6,000 words.

At the same time, there is also a remittance slip inside.

The money is not much, according to the newcomer's price, three yuan per thousand words.

It's eighteen pieces in total.

Although the money is not much, Tang Yuewen is overjoyed.

After all, it was the first manuscript fee she earned with her own efforts.

"Thank you, Yulou!"

The girl kissed Jiang Yulou heavily on the face, and then ran away quickly.

Too shy!

Tang Yuewen covered her face and left the school without looking back.

In place, only Jiang Yulou was left covering his face and smirking.

said that after Tang Yuewen ran home, her face was red and she was panting, but she couldn't get out of the excitement.

"What's wrong with Wenwen, this panting, is someone chasing you behind or what?"

Tang's mother said this, but she felt sorry for her daughter and brought her a glass of water.

"Goo-goo-goo."

After Tang Yuewen drank a glass of water, she took out the remittance slip from her arms, "Mom, look what this is!" ”

Tang's mother took the remittance slip in her daughter's hand, looked at it, and was stunned on the spot.

She looked at the remittance slip in her hand in disbelief, both hands were trembling,

"Wenwen...... Daughter...... This... It's ......"

Tang Yuewen said proudly: "Mom, it's the remittance slip mailed by "Yanhe", my daughter's novel is included, and I got a remuneration of 18 yuan!" ”

Yes, for an eighteen-year-old girl like her, she can be proud.

Tang's mother is literate and has no problem with her eyes, so she naturally saw the remitter on the remittance slip, she just couldn't believe it.

After repeated confirmations, she covered her mouth and tried not to cry herself.

It's just that the tears in the corners of her eyes have betrayed her.

"Mom......"

Tang Yuewen also left tears of excitement, and the mother and daughter hugged each other.

In the evening, Tang Hongjun went home.

Although he was already tired, he still brought a smile to his family.

"Dad, look what this is!"

The joy was to be shared with her family, and Tang Yuewen handed the remittance slip to her father.

"Remittance? Eighteen bucks? ”

Tang Hongjun looked at his daughter in surprise, "Where did such a large sum of money come from?" ”

It's not a small amount of money, and it's hard to make money in his current status.

If you plan carefully, this can last a long time than money.

Tang Yuewen pouted and said, "You definitely didn't listen to me carefully some time ago. Didn't I say that I wrote a novel and submitted it to "Yanhe"? That's what I was paid for. ”

Speaking of which, she was still a little proud.

After all, there are only a handful of writers who can publish their work in magazines.

Tang Hongjun touched his daughter's head and said happily: "My daughter is awesome, like me." ”

"Obviously follow me." Tang's mother retorted with a smile.

"Good, good, whatever you want." Tang Hongjun smiled and said, "Daughter, tell your father what's going on, why do you want to write a novel?" ”

"That's it, ...... day"

Tang Yuewen was not impatient, but re-said why she had the idea of writing and where she got the inspiration.

"Wenwen, you are our pride!"

After understanding, Tang Hongjun hugged his wife and daughter.

At the same time, he also had a trace of interest in the child named Jiang Yulou.