Li Zhenpeng has been the editor-in-chief of the Poetry Magazine for nearly three years, and he has come into contact with many poets and writers, some are honest and honest, and some are cunning, but there is not a single one who is as young as Jiang Yulou, who speaks and does things without leaking.

He couldn't help but glance at Ji Zhenghuai, it couldn't be his old buddy who was making plans behind his back, right?

Ji Zhenghuai was smiling, and after seeing Li Zhenpeng's suspicious gaze, he sighed in his heart, "It's bad, I'm carrying the black pot for this kid." ”

He didn't explain, but looked at Li Zhenpeng with a smile, really like an old fox.

Ji Zhenghuai came here to fight for the interests of his students, and if others misunderstand, they will misunderstand.

Li Zhenpeng thought about it, and still gave him a thorough explanation: "Little Jiang, this is good." Our poetry magazine can give you a price of 400 yuan for this poem. ”

The quality of this new poem is good, and the artistic conception is also quite good. Coupled with Jiang Yulou's fire, this price is also quite appropriate.

This is also the final price given by them after discussion in the club. No matter how high it is, it's not impossible, but Jiang Yulou's poems are love poems, and the society is afraid that the impact will not be good.

After all, this is a critical period for the construction of the motherland.

If you can win this song "Naturally" at a top price of 300 yuan, it will be acceptable to the society, and it will not cause bad discussions, and you can sell more magazines, which can be said to be more than one stone.

This price is quite high in the society, the poetry journal has been published for many years, and it is not uncommon for the manuscript fee to exceed this figure, but the number of poems or the number of words is far more than this "Naturally".

But it's actually normal, after all, the times are different, and the number of lines in "Of Course" is not small, and it is very good.

The most important thing is that if you can create the sensation caused by "See or Not" again, and sell more magazines, the money will be easily recovered.

The magazine does not lose at all,

And a magazine like the Poetry Magazine, which has a circulation of more than one million at every turn, is not short of this little money at all.

Only three hundred dollars? Jiang Yulou was a little disappointed in his heart.

This price is not comparable to the figures issued by Yanhe, or will it be published until next year?

It's a big deal to discuss with Editor-in-Chief Li, this poem is only published in the Poetry Journal.

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Yulou shook his head and said slowly: "Editor-in-Chief Li, I want to think about it again. ”

Editor-in-Chief Li was stunned and wanted to think about it, but he was not satisfied with the price offered by the company?

"Comrade Xiao Jiang, if there is anything you are not satisfied with, you can mention it."

Ji Zhenghuai said: "If you have any problems, just say it, I have your backing for the school and the old man." ”

Jiang Yulou's heart warmed, and he said: "Since Editor-in-Chief Li said so, I will say my opinion." I don't think the remuneration you give me has reached my psychological price. ”

"Sure enough, are you not satisfied with the remuneration?" Li Zhenpeng said secretly.

Jiang Yulou continued: "The price that Yanhe Literature gave me was the basic remuneration for a poem plus the remuneration for the number of prints, so that I could earn at least 400 yuan for a poem. If you sell well, you earn more. The price you give does not include the remuneration for the number of prints, and even if it sells well, it has nothing to do with me, so I can't accept it. ”

Li Zhenpeng sighed in his heart, in the end, the times are different.

When he was young, it was a great honor to be able to publish articles and poems in magazines, and who would care if there was no money?

But today's young people, who can earn a year's salary from ordinary workers with a single poem, are still not satisfied.

He wouldn't have any bad opinion of Jiang Yulou, after all, he was a young man, and it was normal for his thinking to not be progressive enough.

Li Zhenpeng changed the topic and asked, "Comrade Xiao Jiang, do you have any plans to publish a collection of poems?" ”

"A collection of poems? Me? Jiang Yulou pointed at himself with a strange expression.

Li Zhenpeng said with a smile: "The quality of Comrade Xiao Jiang's poems is very good, if you can have a few more, the Poetry Magazine can publish a separate poetry collection for you." ”

At that time, the society held a meeting, and in fact, two plans were worked out. One is to buy his poems for 300 yuan, and the other is to encourage him to publish a poetry collection.

After all, this poem is good, but there is only one poem, which is still too little.

If it's because he's special, other poets and writers don't want to.

But if you give up, Jiang Yulou's poems are so popular now, if you don't take advantage of the popularity of "See or Don't See", when Jiang Yulou is in the prime of fame, he will rub this wave of popularity.

I really waited for a month, and the next issue of this poem will be published, and the previous heat has passed, and the daylilies are cold.

Li Zhenpeng is the editor-in-chief of the Poetry Publishing House, and in addition to being responsible for the readers, he must also be responsible for the Poetry Publishing House.

He hasn't been so conservative that he doesn't know how to be flexible, and even if he doesn't understand it, the people below will remind him.

Therefore, there were two options that were discussed at that time.

As far as his heart is concerned, he hopes that Jiang Yulou will agree to the first plan.

The second option, he didn't approve of in his heart.

He felt that Jiang Yulou was lucky to be able to create such an excellent love poem on the spot, and it would be strange if he could still create it in batches.

didn't want to, but Jiang Yulou was moved.

In fact, he still has some stock in his stomach, even if the quality is not as good as "See or See" and "Naturally", it will not be too bad, it can be said to be above the level, and it is also a love poem, which will not insult his name as the little prince of love poems.

If he can publish a personal poetry collection at the age of eighteen, I am afraid that his fame will really be in full swing.

I just don't know how the remuneration is calculated.

After all, he had no experience in publishing a personal book of poetry.

Jiang Yulou asked: "How to calculate the remuneration, is it still the same as the previous price?" ”

"It depends on the quality of the poem." Li Zhenpeng patiently explained.

Jiang Yulou asked again: "What about the ownership of the poetry collection?" ”

"Naturally, it belongs to the Poetry Society." Li Zhenpeng said.

Jiang Yulou said tentatively: "But I don't want my work to be bought out by the publishing house for exclusive publishing rights." ”

Li Zhenpeng shook his head again and again: "There is no precedent for this. ”

There is definitely no need to talk about this, no matter which magazine he goes to in China, it is impossible to give him this condition.

"Then I'll print a few papers." Jiang Yulou retreated.

He can still get a piece of the pie with the remuneration for the number of manuscripts, but if he is purely paid, he can't even drink the soup, so he works purely for magazines and publishing houses.

Li Zhenpeng shook his head with a smile and said: "Comrade Xiao Jiang, it's not impossible for you to get paid for printing a few manuscripts, but we have to look at the quality of the poems first." If the quality is not up to par, what we say now will not count at that time. ”

He felt that Jiang Yulou was thinking too much, so it was better to honestly get paid for the manuscript, what are you doing with so many moths.

"Okay, then I'll write it now." Jiang Yulou readily agreed.

"What, write now?"

Ji Zheng has a sense of immediacy that yesterday has reappeared.

Li Zhenpeng also squinted at Jiang Yulou, whether he was speaking wildly, or whether he was really confident, he was about to find out.