After riding her new bicycle home, Yang Xi chattered about how Xiang Nanyong captured the thief and saved her car.
"Oh, you're not hurt, Li Yu, it's too dangerous." Du Yuemei and Yang Weiguo both asked with concern.
"It's okay, uncle, auntie, nothing's wrong with me." Xiang Nan waved his hands and said with a smile. He could still get hurt if he caught a thief, so he looked down upon him.
"Oh, Li Yu is such a good kid~" Du Yuemei couldn't help but praise, and then scolded her daughter, "You are so serious, you don't like your own car. If it gets stolen again next time, you will just walk again." Go to school."
"I know." Yang Xi said speechlessly.
…
After lunch at Yang Xi's house, Xiang Nan went home and continued writing his own.
In the evening, he and Yang Xi were at home watching the video tape that his mother had mailed from Japan, the classic Japanese drama "Long Vacation" starring Kimura Takuya and Yamaguchi Tomoko.
Xiang Nan has learned Japanese in the world of "Little Shed", so now there is basically no obstacle at all when watching this Japanese drama.
However, Yang Xi did not have this talent, so Xiang Nan had to explain the plot to her while watching. Although it was a bit troublesome, Yang Xi still watched it with gusto because "The Long Vacation" is such a classic.
"By the way, will my godmother be back on the 20th?" Yang Xi asked.
"The letter said so, but she has missed the appointment several times." Xiang Nan thought for a while and replied.
Yang Zhuqing went to Japan to work nine years ago. At that time, there was a boom in going abroad, and Japan's economy was booming, so it was easy to find a job after going there. But in recent years, Japan's economic bubble has collapsed, and work has become more difficult.
"It would be great if she could come back. The last time she came back, she brought me such a beautiful doll, but unfortunately I accidentally dropped it. I hope she can bring me another one." Yang Xi said longingly.
"I hope so." Xiang Nan nodded.
…
Two days later, Xiang Nan sent the written "The Wandering Earth" to "Science Fiction World" magazine, and then wrote "The Eighth Bronze Man of Shaolin Temple", "That Little Thing of First Love" and "Desolate Village".
He didn't know which genre was more popular now, so he simply wrote one each of martial arts, romance, thriller, and science fiction, and concentrated on whichever one was more popular.
During this period, he also took the time to complete all his summer homework.
Yang Xi spent most of her time playing, either watching the new "Prime Minister Liu Luoguo" at home, or riding her new bicycle to play with Hemei...
About half a month later, Xiang Nan received a call from "Science Fiction World" magazine, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Li Yuli?"
"Yes, it's me." Xiang Nan nodded.
"Hello, Mr. Li, I am the editor of "Science Fiction World" magazine, and my name is Wu Weijun. We have received your manuscript and think it is very good." said the other end of the phone.
"Thank you." Xiang Nan nodded.
"We have proposed two hundred yuan per thousand words. Do you think this price is appropriate?" Wu Weijun asked again.
Generally speaking, for new writers, the original remuneration is not high. Thirty to fifty per thousand words is the normal price. For newcomers, they are lucky if they can make a successful investment. Generally speaking, they don't care much about the price.
But Xiang Nan is different. His work "The Wandering Earth" is so complete that it doesn't look like the work of a novice. In terms of writing style, narrative rhythm, and character creation, he can be regarded as a first-class writer.
Therefore, he cannot be treated as a newcomer. For a mature writer like him, "Science Fiction World" magazine hopes to have long-term cooperation.
After all, in the Chinese literary world, science fiction writers are rare animals, and those who write well are even rarer.
"Okay." Xiang Nan thought for a moment and said.
Two hundred words for a thousand words, the price is actually pretty good. In the "Interim Provisions on Remuneration for Books" promulgated by the state in 1990, it was stipulated that every 1,000 words of a manuscript was 10 to 40 yuan.
It was not until 1999 that the temporary regulations were revoked. The state also promulgated the "Regulations on Remuneration for Publishing Literary Works", which stipulates that the remuneration for publishing literary works is thirty to one hundred yuan per thousand words.
However, in the 1990s, some magazines began to take responsibility for their own profits and losses, implement high-quality remuneration for high-quality manuscripts, and follow the market-oriented route.
Magazines with large circulations, such as Story Club, Zhiyin, and Science Fiction World, all offered remuneration that was much higher than the regulations, and even reached 1,000 yuan per thousand words at one time.
"We will include this manuscript in the next issue of the magazine. We will send out the sample issue and the royalties at the same time. Please check it carefully." Wu Weijun added.
"Okay, thank you." Xiang Nan said again.
"If you have new manuscripts, you can continue to submit them. We all look forward to cooperating with you again." Wu Weijun added,
"I'm looking forward to it too." Xiang Nan nodded.
…
Later, Xiang Nan wrote "The Matrix" and mailed it to "Science Fiction World" magazine again.
Nowadays, computers and the Internet are becoming more and more familiar to people. The concept of "Brain in a Vat" has just been launched. Such a pioneering science fiction will surely surprise readers.
During this period, the 20th was originally scheduled to be the day when Li Yu's mother, Yang Zhuqing, went home to visit relatives.
Early in the morning, Li Yu's father handed him two hundred yuan and asked him to cook a big meal for Yang Zhuqing.
"You and your mother haven't seen each other for a long time. Treat her well." Li Guoxiu asked.
Xiang Nan nodded.
But he knew that Yang Zhuqing would not come back because of something, and his preparations would be in vain.
However, he still went to the vegetable market and bought fish, meat, and shrimp, preparing to cook them for Li Guoxiu.
In fact, it is not easy for Li Guoxiu. He was divorced in his thirties and is still single until he is in his forties.
Because Li Yu objected, he couldn't find another one for so many years.
As both senior bachelors, Xiang Nan naturally understands his difficulties.
Given the chance, he wanted to make it up to him.
…
In the afternoon, Yang Xi came over and sent a message, "Master Li, my godmother called just now and said that she was temporarily busy and couldn't come back."
Xiang Nan nodded.
Yang Zhuqing asked Yang Xi to send a message instead of calling her son herself. She knew her son would be upset and didn't dare to face it.
"I know," he replied.
"Master Li, are you okay?" Seeing Xiang Nan's calm reaction, Yang Xi said in a panic.
"It's okay, I'm mentally prepared." Xiang Nan nodded and said, "By the way, I bought shrimps and cooked them for my dad to eat tonight. If you like, you can come over."
"Okay." Yang Xi said happily after hearing this.
In the evening, when Li Guoxiu returned home, Xiang Nan stir-fried vegetables and steamed shrimps for him, which made him feel flattered.
The so-called fragrance is far away and smells near. Li Yu loved his mother who was far away in Japan, but he was disgusted with Li Guoxiu who was just around the corner, thinking that he drove his mother away.
But in fact, it is really not easy for Li Guoxiu to be both a father and a mother these years.
It's a pity that Li Yu never understood this. He didn't wake up until his mother remarried.
