PFC Chapter 108
Chapter 108
Lu Qingfeng had read many novels of this style in his previous life, but only two of them left a deep impression on him.
One of them is "The Girl We Chased Together in Those Years", which I specifically looked for after watching the movie.
Another one is "First Intimate Contact".
Online love, light dancing, coffee philosophy, perfume rain... This book creates many classic scenes.
It was also through this book that Lu Qingfeng first learned that there was a disease called lupus erythematosus in this world.
The tragic ending also left a deep impression on him.
Because this book was originally serialized online, it is also known as the pioneer of online novels.
Lu Qingfeng personally prefers this one, but the background of this book is in college, and there are some scenes that a high school student has never experienced.
After consideration, it is obviously more appropriate to choose "You Are the Apple of My Eye", a drama with a high school background, from this time period.
He sent five chapters, and by the time he finished his meal, he had received a reply.
"I'm amazed by Mr. Lu's talent. He can handle all kinds of writing with ease. I've already passed this novel."
The emotional value of this editor is very good.
Lu Qingfeng currently has contact with quite a few editors, and there is one who is close to him.
We also briefly discussed "Years of Reasoning" and "Science Fiction World".
They are quite restrained when talking and chatting. Even if the writing is good, they will just give a few simple compliments.
Not as explicit as this Sprout editor.
But you know what, it’s quite useful.
He sent a shy expression in a reserved manner.
People should be more humble.
"Let's talk about the fee. How many words are there in this novel?"
"It's a long novel, expected to be around 150,000 words."
There was a pause, probably thinking.
After a while, he sent the message again.
"Since we were the ones who asked you, Mr. Lu, to write the article, and your previous science fiction novel from New Concept Composition was also published in our magazine, you're not considered a new writer. We can offer you 360 RMB per 1,000 words. Is that okay with you?"
Is it ok?
Remove the word "么".
That's great.
This price is definitely the second highest fee for long serialized works.
It's just slightly worse than those famous writers.
If you want to go higher, only columnists can achieve it.
Lu Qingfeng didn't expect that "Mengya" magazine was so willing to spend so much. It was like spending a huge amount of money to buy a horse's bones.
Or does youth literature really make that much money?
Regardless, it's a good thing for him.
The royalties from this novel caused the funds in his small treasury to surge.
The cooperation was reached happily and the contract was sent over.
All you have to do now is print it out, sign it, and mail it.
……
"Everyone, you've all been working hard lately. Let's go out and get together tonight. It's my treat."
In the evening, the Children's Literature magazine went off work on time.
Wang Weimin came out to announce.
There was a sudden cheer in the office.
Yang Xiuxiu was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand.
"Editor-in-chief, I have some time tonight, can I come over?"
"This is a group activity. Wouldn't it be a spoiler for everyone if you don't go?"
Before anyone else could speak, Chu Hongmei frowned and said dissatisfiedly.
Yang Xiuxiu was about to explain.
Wang Weimin waved his hand and asked.
"Is it important? Can you postpone it?"
Yang Xiuxiu said hesitantly.
"Actually, today is Lu Qingfeng's eighteenth birthday, and I promised to celebrate for him."
Lu Qingfeng?
"Oh, so this is our young writer's coming-of-age ceremony."
Lao Qian was the first to react and said with a smile.
Wang Weimin's face turned serious.
"Even in group activities, we have to take individual feelings into consideration. We're publishing a children's publication, so how can we be so rigid in our thinking? Xiao Yang, go and do your thing."
"Thank you, Editor-in-Chief."
Yang Xiuxiu didn't expect that the reputation of the boy next door would be so useful now.
"By the way, please give us a blessing."
Lao Qian said with a smile beside him.
Yang Xiuxiu nodded, packed up her things, and left work first.