Central Conservatory of Music.
School has started in most schools in Yan, and Yangyin is no exception.
As soon as the vacation was over, Liu Sora devoted himself to intense study.
The school's curriculum is very tight, not to mention that her teacher is Du Mingxin, the school's professor.
Because of his outstanding talent, Professor Du also has strict requirements for his disciples.
Even Liu Sola had to work twice as hard if he didn't want to be kicked out of the door.
It is no longer possible to play anymore. At this time, only poetry and novels can relieve the boredom and boredom in my heart.
It was at this time that Jiang Yulou's love poem came into her eyes. She likes romance, but she has a general feeling for poetry, even love poems.
But when she read it carefully, she found that Jiang Yulou's poems were very unusual.
Liu Sora wanted to explore the depths of Jiang Yulou's heart through his love poems, but unfortunately he has published too few poems so far.
Until the emergence of the poetry collection "Sauvignon Blanc".
The first time she read this collection of poems, she was hooked.
What kind of extraordinary talent can create such a beautiful love poem?
She can be sure that every poem in the collection is of very high quality, and could even become a representative work of an average poet.
But now, they all appear in a collection of personal poems.
Are there really immortals in the world?
If there is such a thing, it would be in Li Taibai in the Tang Dynasty and in Jiang Yulou today.
"It must be fun to be with a boy like this."
Thinking of this, Liu Suola showed a smile.
Qu Xiaosong has been paying attention to Liu Suola. As mentioned before, he is interested in Liu Suola. He felt a little jealous when he saw the goddess, who had some thoughts in her mind, laughing at someone else's poetry collection.
But this jealousy did not last long, after all, he and the boy were not in the same class.
The other party is just a boy from the countryside, and that will be the case in the future.
And he is destined to be a world-famous musician in the future.
Qu Xiaosong's birth gave him this kind of confidence that was different from ordinary people.
Suppressing the strange emotions in his heart, Qu Xiaosong walked to Liu Suola, pulled out a chair and sat down, and asked: "Sola, when did you like love poems?"
Liu Suola smiled faintly and said, "Reading poetry is also good. Maybe it can stimulate my creative ability."
"There is a concert today..."
When Qu Xiaosong opened his invitation, he didn't want Liu Sola to refuse but said, "Sorry, after reading the love poems in this collection, I have the urge to compose music. You can go to the concert alone."
After speaking, Liu Suola took the poetry collection and left.
Qu Xiaosong said angrily: "How could this be possible? I spent a lot of money to buy the tickets!"
With the popularity of "Sauvignon Blanc", more and more poetry lovers and ordinary readers have noticed this collection of poems and spent money to buy it.
If it's only fifty cents, it won't deter those who like it.
Now, this book "Sauvignon Blanc" has been officially published for a week, but its sales have exceeded 80,000 copies.
Eighty percent of the first printing was sold in just one week. Post offices and Xinhua bookstores in various places were running out of inventory, and a snowflake of orders flooded the poetry publishing house.
The money is so lucrative, but if bookstores everywhere hesitate, it shows disrespect for money.
Hot, so hot, beyond the poetry magazine’s expectations.
Xinhua Bookstores in many places have limited sales, and many people queued up early in the morning to buy the poetry collection.
Many readers who were originally not interested in love poems also joined the army of buying poetry books driven by curiosity.
The popularity of the collection of poems has greatly increased the reputation of the Poetry Journal Club and Jiang Yulou, and the Poetry Magazine Club has brought many benefits.
Perhaps it was because of his excellent grades that Li Zhenpeng came to see him specifically today.
Jiang Yulou smiled and congratulated: "Editor-in-chief Li, congratulations, the poetry collection is a hit."
Li Zhenpeng couldn't laugh or cry. How could his congratulations look like a weasel giving New Year greetings to a chicken?
He shook his head and said with a smile: "Jade Tower, your collection of poems is a hit, so I should be the one to congratulate you. After all, you are the author of "Sauvignon Blanc"."
Jiang Yulou said with a smile: "Hey, don't just congratulate me, there is no real benefit?"
Li Zhenpeng suddenly realized what the illusion in his heart was.
He shook his head helplessly and said, "You little comrade, you fell into the eyes of money at such a young age."
Jiang Yulou said righteously: "The great revolutionary teacher said that people have the right to pursue a better life, so talking about money is not shameful."
Li Zhenpeng was stunned for a moment, "Which great teacher said this?"
"Don't get hung up on these minutiae, just say whether you came with benefits or not."
Seeing Jiang Yulou's lazy look, Li Zhenpeng almost laughed.
"Okay, okay, luckily I came with your royalties, otherwise I really wouldn't get a good look from you."
Jiang Yulou's eyes lit up. Will the remuneration be paid now?
"Really, how much is it?"
Li Zhenpeng handed him a remittance slip: "Read it yourself."
Jiang Yulou took the remittance form and almost jumped up with excitement.
"Editor Li, am I right? The number printed on it is 16,400 yuan?"
"That's right, the first batch of 100,000 printed copies is almost sold out, and the second batch of 100,000 additional copies is also in rush. After discussion, the agency decided to pay your royalties for this month first." Li Zhenpeng explained. .
Taking advantage of the hot market, the printing house began to print more copies, and this time the minimum printing volume was 100,000 copies.
In fact, the sales of nearly 100,000 copies per week have broken the sales record for poetry-type publications. It can be said that "Sauvignon Blanc" is already a great success in terms of current sales figures.
In this process, Poetry Publishing House, People's Literature and the writer Jiang Yulou were all the big winners in this literary feast.
In addition to material rewards, his fame has risen to a higher level. Now he is called Teacher Jiang and no one will say anything.
"hey-hey."
After repeatedly confirming that it was true, the smile on Jiang Yulou's lips never stopped.
Got rich.
In addition to royalties, Li Zhenpeng also gave him many good things.
Such as industrial coupons.
This thing is truly a scarce commodity in today's era. Some people even have money and can't get extra industrial coupons.
For example, televisions, tape recorders and bicycles, the three major items of this era, could only be purchased with industrial coupons and additional money.
"Thank you, Editor Li."
After all, industrial coupons, or purchase coupons, are issued in conjunction with your salary at this time. Currently, one is issued every ten yuan, and you receive it together with your salary.
Jiang Yulou is a student and has no salary. How can he get industrial vouchers?
After sending away Editor Li, Jiang Yulou felt a little swollen.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered college, he became a veritable millionaire.
Households worth ten thousand yuan in the 1970s were extraordinary.
One is that wages for workers in this era are low, and the other is that prices are low at this time.
If he exchanges these more than 10,000 yuan for real estate in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, and is lucky enough to keep it for future generations, his assets will be equivalent to an increase of more than 2,000 times!
Of course, he was just feeling a little swollen. In fact, he was still the low-key Jiang Yulou.
After all, he wasn't going to make any noise about these things.
He has always believed in one sentence, which is to make a fortune silently.
In fact, he was prepared to do just that.
This shows that Jiang Yulou is still a low-key person.
Jiang Yulou put the money in his pocket and sewed it up with thread.
Haha, this is more than 10,000 yuan. He would go crazy if he lost it.
Households worth ten thousand yuan in 1979 were really scary to death!
