Six Hundred and Seventieth Chapters Royalties

"Replied so soon?" Tian Xiaoxia thought "Harvest" was slow before, but now she felt that it was too fast, her heartbeat started to speed up, "Mr. Jia, is this chosen?"

"I don't know yet, it might be..." Jia Bing couldn't say the word rejection, and he waved the envelope again, "If you want to know, you can only find out by opening the letter." He also hopes that this novel will be published On Harvest.

This is not only because the Huangyuan area has not been able to publish an article on "Harvest" for a while, but also thought that this novel described the story of the yellow land, which is also the environment in which he grew up, and he was eager to let himself The growing land is seen by people all over the country, let them see the unique thickness of the Loess Plateau.

Just as they were talking, Shen Long came up from the slope, "Teacher Jia, Xiaoxia, are you here? Come sit in the room." He quickly opened the door and welcomed them in.

Before Shen Long could pour the water, Jia Bing grabbed him and stuffed the envelope, "Shaoping, take a quick look, "Harvest" has written back to you!" Think about drinking water.

Tian Xiaoxia also watched eagerly. Shen Long didn't make them wait too long, took the envelope and tore it open, took out the letter paper in the middle, opened it and read it carefully.

"Shaoping, what did you say in the letter?" Jia Bing muttered in his heart, so thin should it be a rejection letter? Under normal circumstances, the manuscript will be sent back with the letter when the manuscript is rejected; at this time, the manuscript is all handwritten, and it is a very laborious task to transcribe the manuscript, unlike the electronic manuscript in the future, so the editorial department will also be very careful. Considerately send the manuscript back so that the author can resubmit it to other journals.

Although Tian Xiaoxia didn't ask, she clenched her hands involuntarily, subconsciously staring at the back of the letter paper, as if her eyes could see through the letter paper and see the content on it.

"Oh, it said that my manuscript has been approved and will be published in the next issue of the magazine!" Shen Long said with a faint smile on his face, this time he would save himself from submitting articles to other magazines.

"Really? Show me quickly!" Jia Bing hurried over, and Tian Xiaoxia and Tian Xiaoxia looked at it from left to right, and saw that the letter paper was just like Shen Long said, a notice of acceptance of manuscripts.

"Shaoping, congratulations. I remember that I submitted manuscripts many times before it was finally published in the magazine." Jia Bing said with emotion. Newspapers cannot be compared with "Harvest" magazine at all.

"Shaoping, your hard work is finally not in vain." Tian Xiaoxia tried her best to restrain herself, so as not to let the tears flow out. His life was simply too difficult, and at this moment, the hard work in the past was rewarded as it should be.

"If it weren't for Teacher Jia's help to guide the revision, it would not be so easy to publish." Shen Long thanked, he didn't mention Tian Xiaoxia, but just cast a grateful look, everything was silent.

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The three of them celebrated, and Shen Long was about to cook for them, but was stopped by Jia Bing, "Why bother, go, go to my place, my wife should be back, let's let She fried two dishes and had a good drink."

This is not only a happy event for Shen Long alone, but also a great event that is worth celebrating in the Huangyuan literary circle. As a senior in the Huangyuan literary circle, Jia Bing naturally wants to take on the celebration, and insists on dragging Shen Long and Tian Xiaoxia Let's go together.

Although Shen Long and Tian Xiaoxia wanted to celebrate alone, they couldn't refuse Jia Bing's kindness. The three of them wanted to follow Jia Bing's house. God, her business has improved a lot, all thanks to Shen Long.

As soon as Shen Long's manuscript was published to celebrate, Jia Bing's lover went to work in the kitchen without saying a word, first made some cold dishes such as pig's ears, let them drink, and then continued to prepare hot dishes.

"Come on, let's publish Shaoping's manuscript and another young writer from Huangyuan. Let's have a toast!" Jia Bing raised his glass, Shen Long and Tian Xiaoxia clinked with him, and the three of them drank together .

After drinking some wine, Jia Bing began to babble about the history of the Huangyuan literary world, and also talked about his meeting with the famous old writer Black and White some time ago, "Hey, it's a pity, if only this letter came a few days earlier , I can introduce you to Mr. Hei by the way, and let him see that there is another remarkable young man in Huangyuan."

The literary world is relatively freer than other fields, but with the help of an old senior, young people will have a much easier life in the future. Jia Bing wants to pave the way for him.

Tian Xiaoxia kept this incident in her heart. Black and White had a good relationship with her father Tian Fujun, and she had met him a few times. Maybe she could bring Shaoping to visit him next time, but Shaoping shouldn't need these, right?

"Shaoping, although the editorial department is not very easy to get in now, but you have an article published on "Harvest", I will think of a way and maybe I can win it for you..." Jia Bing is a good person, and he is now thinking about it. Let's help Shen Long find a formal job.

"Thank you, Teacher Jia, but I don't need it for the time being. I'm fine now." Entering a formal work unit was something Sun Shaoping could only dream of in the past, but Shen Long was not so persistent anymore. His son's work unit also has to work every day. He doesn't like it, and it won't help him protect Tian Xiaoxia in the future.

"Now is the time when I need to accumulate. I sit in the office and see the same things every day. I want to experience more while I am young so that I can continue to create." Shen Long added.

Tian Xiaoxia understood what he meant, and she remembered the stories Shen Long told her about the job hunters. It would be a pity to miss such an opportunity, but if she could write more high-quality works, it would be worth it. Yes, it's just that she feels a little distressed. This kind of life is still too bitter.

Jia Bing is also a literary worker. He can understand Shen Long's thoughts. On the one hand, he feels a little regretful, but on the other hand, he feels that this is the attitude that young people who are interested in literary creation should have. The young man gradually lost his creative inspiration after entering the work unit. Of course he didn't want the young man in front of him to do the same.

After dinner, Tian Xiaoxia and Shen Long helped clean up, and then left. Shen Long sent Tian Xiaoxia home all the way. Today, they didn't have much chance to communicate alone, so they agreed to see each other next weekend.

Back in the cave, Shen Long took out the envelope again, which contained not only the manuscript acceptance letter of "Harvest" magazine, but also a money order, and the manuscript fee to him was also sent over.