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Chapter 12 Price increase, 6000 yuan per thousand words

"Prose poetry, haha, Teacher Zhang, Chen Yi in your class has an idea."

“It’s good to have ideas, but how many people write about that feeling?”

"That's what I said, but in theory, I think it's okay."

office.

Teacher Zhang and Teacher Xiao Xie were chatting.

Simultaneously.

The last PK of the Bauhinia Prose Contest is about to begin.

A group of students who have advanced have uploaded their best works to the platform.

The same goes for Lu Shengzhe.

This time.

He took out the prose works that he had collected for several years.

This essay was written when he was in his senior year of high school.

Although I am now a sophomore.

Logically speaking, the writing power should be stronger.

But he couldn't tell for things like articles.

What you get by chance is often much more profound than just words.

Sometimes just a few sentences written casually have an indescribable artistic conception.

have to say.

Although Lu Shengzhe was a little arrogant, he was still arrogant.

As soon as his essay was uploaded, Teacher Xiao Xie sighed and said, "This Lu Shengzhe is really amazing."

"Teacher Zhang, look at this article by Lu Shengzhe. This article is really wonderful. I feel that Ye Qingqing is also a little confused."

Teacher Zhang clicked to open it, looked at it for a while, and then said: "It's really good. If Ye Qingqing performs averagely this time, I guess the championship won't belong to her."

Several teachers were chatting.

After a while.

Ye Qingqing's prose was also uploaded to the background.

Teacher Zhang and Teacher Xiao Xie took a look.

Teacher Xiao Xie smiled and said: "Haha, I think Lu Shengzhe will cry to death. I am so talented, why do I have to meet Ye Qingqing."

"Teacher Xiao Xie, isn't it good for you to tease the students in my class like this?"

"Teacher Zhang, it's just a joke. In fact, Lu Shengzhe is not bad, but Ye Qingqing is too genius."

"What about Chen Yi?"

"Yes, I almost forgot about him."

After patting his head, Teacher Xiao Xie kept refreshing the background.

Just refresh and refresh, the final deadline is getting closer and closer, but Chen Yi's work has not appeared for a long time.

"Teacher Zhang, what's going on with Chen Yi?"

"I also want to know."

"It's not like I don't have any inspiration for the time being."

"It's also possible."

"That's not right. Just now you were talking about the prose poetry proposed by Chen Yi. This proves that you have a lot of ideas. How about making a call and asking?"

"Wait a minute."

……

"Senior brother, are you at work?"

"Are there any new works?"

"Brother, how do you know?"

"Hahaha, I'm just an editor. Why don't you come to me if you have new works?"

"Can't I just talk to you about writing or something?"

"Talk about something."

the other side.

The reason why Chen Yi has not released a new work for the competition is because he is waiting for Wang Jingbin, editor of the literary newspaper, to come online.

He wanted to negotiate the price with his senior brother before releasing it.

"Let me tell you something fun. Almost all the authors I have contacted have no interest in chatting with editors."

"why?"

"Nothing. If he is a new author, he may want to chat with the editor, but the chat is not about the work, or it may appear that he is talking about the work, but in fact he wants me to give him a higher price. As for those veteran writers and some well-known authors, they will think that what I write is much better than what the editor writes, so why should I talk to the editor."

"Hahaha……"

Chen Yi was amused by Wang Jingbin.

But it is.

Writing is a very private thing, and many times a writer cannot listen to other people's suggestions.

And sometimes, suggestions may not necessarily be effective.Anyway, Chen Yi wrote novels in his previous life, and at first he preferred to listen to readers’ suggestions.

found out later.

sister.

As he listened, the reader was led into the ditch.

"Speak the truth."

"Well, senior brother, I would like to ask, how much price can you give me?"

"Thousand words, 3000. I applied for permission from the editor a few days ago... Hey, you kid, why did you ask for the price as soon as I came here? It's not like you."

"Brother, you don't know that I am very poor."

"Uh, well, well."

Wang Jingbin knew Chen Yi's situation and didn't say much: "No problem, as long as your work is good."

"But, senior brother, I would like to ask, what is the highest price offered by the literary newspaper?"

"There is no highest price. If we want to talk about the recent highest price, it is 6000 yuan per thousand words."

"How about, senior brother, can you help me apply again?"

"Application, what, do you mean 3000 thousand words or 6000 thousand words? Let me go, you can do it. Before, you were not satisfied with 2000 thousand words, but now you dare to ask for 6000 thousand words no matter what the situation is?"

"This, this..."

Chen Yi was a little embarrassed, but still said: "Brother, I only know how to make money from prose."

"..."

Chen Yi's straightforwardness left Wang Jingbin speechless, but he still said: "Send it here and let's see if your article can reach the price of 6000 words per thousand words."

"Ok."

talking.

Chen Yi sent "Spring" written by Mr. Zhu Ziqing to Wang Jingbin.

"Good boy, come on."

"Six thousand words per thousand words, quite a big appetite."

Inspired by what Chen Yi said, Wang Jingbin double-clicked to enlarge and read.

After a few minutes.

Wang Jingbin sent a message: "I'm going to apply for permission."

……

"It's the last hour."

"Is this guy really not going to participate?"

"Come here, come here, Teacher Xiao Xie, Chen Yi's article has appeared in the background."

office.

Teacher Zhang, Teacher Xiao Xie and others are looking forward to the appearance of Chen Yi's name.

Just when Teacher Xiao Xie was about to ask Chen Yi what was going on.

Fortunately.

Chen Yi sent the article to the backend of the participating party at the last moment.

"Teacher Zhang, where are you?"

"That's it, Haru."

"Spring, is it written about spring?"

"Correct."

Teacher Zhang nodded: "That's it. The winner will be Chen Yi."

"Teacher Zhang, have you finished reading?"

"No, I just read the first few sentences."

"In the first few sentences, you decided that Chen Yi was the champion. Isn't this..."

Although Teacher Xiao Xie also likes Chen Yi very much.

But as a teacher, Teacher Xiao Xie treats all students equally.

"Teacher Xiao Xie, if you think Chen Yi is in my class, I will open the back door for him. I will read a few lines of this essay for you to listen to..."

Don't wait for Xiao Xie to reply.

Teacher Zhang then began to read: "Peach trees, apricot trees, and pear trees, if you don't let me or I won't let you, they are all full of flowers. The red ones are like fire, the pink ones are like clouds, and the white ones are like snow." .The flowers are sweet;
When I closed my eyes, the trees seemed to be full of peaches, apricots, and pears.Thousands of bees were buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of all sizes were flying around.Wild flowers are everywhere: various kinds, with names and without names, scattered in the grass, like eyes, like stars, and they are blinking. "

Ok.

Teacher Xiao Xie stopped talking.

There really is no need to look any further.

Just these few sentences.

Even though they had previously praised Lu Shengzhe and Ye Qingqing for their excellent writing.

But compared with Chen Yi's "Spring".

Then they may have just started.

(End of this chapter)