I don't want to live again

Chapter 16

The contract for the novel arrived after seven days. During this period, Song Qingcheng handed over the manuscripts for seven episodes and is still writing.

The publication of this book was arranged very quickly, but Song Qingcheng did not submit any more manuscripts in the seven episodes, but kept saving manuscripts. He wanted to see the sales volume of the novel first in order to increase the price, which was also stated in the contract.

The novel published two episodes a week, and in the second week, Song Qingcheng received a manuscript fee of 8000 yuan.

In the third week, the editor took the initiative to urge the manuscript on QQ: "Master Hidden Sword, I only have the manuscript of one episode in my hand. Is the follow-up manuscript coming out?"

"I've been busy recently, and I haven't had time to write. There's only one episode. I'll hand it in first. Please slow down." Song Qingcheng said.

His pen name is Zang Jian, why he chose such a name, it is only because a man hides a sword, it is only right and proper.

"Could you please hurry up, Da Da's book is selling very well, it has recently reached the top of the sales list, Da Da still needs to write more."

"Does the manuscript fee have to be raised? We agreed before that we can raise the manuscript fee if it sells well."

"Then I'll apply with the editor-in-chief first, and I'll reply to you tomorrow."

Song Qingcheng didn't respond any more. If the other party didn't want to raise the price, he really didn't plan to write it. It's better to finish it earlier. There are still seven episodes in hand, so just write a few more episodes.

Now his mind is basically on the stock market, and the money in the stock account has exceeded 80.

The publishing house replied the next day: "Daddy, the editor-in-chief said that the price can be raised, how about [-] per episode?"

"It's too little. I think it's about [-] yuan for an episode, and I want to raise the price for the full story."

When Song Qingcheng said this, he was really not talking nonsense, but he remembered that the book that was popular in the traditional Chinese market back then cost [-] yuan per episode, and one yuan per word.

He is now asking for [-], which is considered to be a room for the other party.

"Great, [-] episodes is too high, I have to discuss it with the editor-in-chief."

"I still have four episodes here, and I'll send them to you first. Anyway, if you don't agree, I'm going to end within twenty episodes, because I have more important things to do."

"Don't worry, I will communicate now, and I will give you a reply within an hour."

Song Qingcheng sent the manuscript of the four episodes, and then stared at the stock market.

During this period of time, he often went to Wang Yuyan's place. At first, Wang Heizi was waiting at home, but then he stopped waiting.

The relationship between Wang Yuyan and Song Qingcheng has become more and more familiar, her grades have improved rapidly, and now she can pass several courses.

The fastest improvement is mathematics, and she can get more than [-] points in the test. Song Qingcheng feels that she should be able to enter the top of the class after a while.

In the past two weeks or so, he has gone to tutoring six times, each time for half a day, which can be said to be very diligent.

I have to go again this afternoon. Song Qingcheng also made some preparations and sorted out some wrong questions for her. They still copied them by hand. There are a total of twenty questions.

The reply from the publishing house was indeed very fast, within an hour.

"Da Da, there is no problem with raising the price of the full text, Da Da's book has sold so well, we think it may continue to be the number one sales volume in the future.

But [-] episodes are too expensive, the editor-in-chief said, how about [-] episodes?Don't end too early, you can write more than fifty episodes. "

"Well, if it's [-] episodes, I can write up to [-] episodes, and you can go back and discuss it."

"No need, the editor-in-chief is here. He has already read the big words. He said that if ninety episodes can be written, it will be [-] episodes."

Song Qingcheng heaved a sigh of relief. Things exceeded his expectations. He said seriously: "Well, I'll speed up and write more recently. You release two episodes a week, and I write ten episodes a month."

If one episode is 50, ten episodes will be [-], which is a good deal.

After turning off QQ, the phone rang, and when I picked it up, Wang Yuyan's voice sounded: "Brother Qingcheng, come and have dinner with me today, I invite you, anyway, it's no fun for you to be alone at home."

"Let me treat you, there is a dumpling restaurant downstairs, let's eat dumplings today." Song Qingcheng responded.

Now that he has money, he can be more generous. It's no problem to treat Wang Yuyan to dinner.

He rode his bike to Wang Yuyan's house. He had already passed his driver's license test, and he would be able to get it in a few days. When he returned to Donghai, he could buy a car.

Wang Yuyan was wearing a white floral dress with a thin belt around her waist, a pair of white sneakers on her feet, and a pair of white trousers. The short socks were wrapped with lace, which was very beautiful.

Her figure is not inferior to Ning Qingwan's, but she is only 17 years old, she is really amazing.

"Brother Qingcheng, let's go." Wang Yuyan watched him park the car and sat directly behind the seat.

As the fragrance wafted, Song Qingcheng took a deep breath and asked, "Uncle Wang is not at home today?"

"Going to work." Wang Yuyan replied.

Song Qingcheng nodded, and drove out of the community on his bicycle.

Linshan was still very hot in early August, and Song Qingcheng was sweating all over his body. Wang Yuyan looked at his back and said softly, "Brother Qingcheng, thank you for your hard work."

"If you know I've worked hard, study hard and get admitted to the university on the other side of the East China Sea." Song Qingcheng responded.

Wang Yuyan immediately laughed, and said cheerfully, "Brother Qingcheng, from now on, will I be your girlfriend?"

"If you can get into Donghai University of Finance and Economics, then you will be my girlfriend." Song Qingcheng replied, but his heart skipped a beat.

This little girl is very beautiful, with a particularly good figure. Overall, she is not inferior to Ning Qingwan, and she is pure and elegant. He still feels it.

Wang Yuyan said seriously: "Then I will work hard, Brother Qingcheng is waiting for me!"

Song Qingcheng supported the bicycle, the dumpling restaurant had arrived, so he parked the bicycle on the side.

Wang Yuyan waited on the side, watching him lock the car, when a man's voice came from the side: "Little Pepper, do you really have a boyfriend?"

Song Qingcheng turned his head and looked, two boys were following behind a shirtless young man. The man was tall, with a tough face and a tattoo on his arm. He looked like a standard gangster.

"Go away!" Wang Yuyan yelled, raising her eyebrows fiercely.

The tattooed man took a look at Wang Yuyan and said, "You look good, Little Pepper, I've taken a fancy to you."

"Fuck you! What are you? Am I worthy of your attention?" Wang Yuyan said loudly.

Song Qingcheng felt like laughing, this girl is really a bit aggressive, she is a bit like Wang Qianjin in this respect.

The tattooed man showed a fierce look in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to slap Wang Yuyan very quickly.

Song Qingcheng took a step forward and bumped his elbow into the man's chest. His speed was so fast that the man was knocked flying before he could react.

This is the shield guard technique, which uses elbow strikes as the main attack method and is more powerful.

After heavy work, Song Qingcheng's strength was already astonishing, and his reaction speed was much faster, which is not something ordinary people can stop.

The tattooed man was knocked into the air and rolled a few times on the ground, but when he tried to get up, he lost his strength, his face panicked for a moment, and he looked at Song Qingcheng with strange fear.

Wang Yuyan's eyes were very bright. She walked up to the man and kicked him hard on the leg while shouting loudly, "I want you to hit me! I want you to hit me..."

"Okay, let's go." Song Qingcheng gave her a hand, but his eyes fell on the tattooed man's face.

There was an ugly smile on the face of the tattooed man: "Brother, I won't dare anymore..."

Song Qingcheng nodded, didn't say anything, very calm, but in the eyes of several people, there was a sense of unfathomable depth.

　To tell you the truth, I have a very bleak feeling in my heart. A week has passed, and the collection has not yet exceeded a hundred. The voters are still a few old friends, and there are few monthly tickets, and there are not many follow-ups.

　　Heartbroken, but I think the writing is okay. Even if a book is to be hatched, it needs everyone to push it, right?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)