"The Great Fan Chen, the Stories from a Chinese Studio have been pretty good recently. I wonder if there are any manuscripts of this style. If there is one, you can send them to me at any time."

In the middle of the night, she talked about editing herbal tea and sent Huang Yifan a message to the appointment in advance.

This was the order given to her by the editor-in-chief Zhou Qing yesterday. Although I don’t know why the editor-in-chief is interested in Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, since the editor-in-chief has attached importance to it, the editor-in-chief also contacted Huang Yifan as soon as possible. "Of course, given that your manuscript is well written, we have also increased your manuscript fee to the standard of 80 yuan per thousand words."

"No problem, I have a few more articles here, I'll send them to you later."

Seeing the information on the instant messaging, Huang Yifan also responded.

There are about 400 stories about the Stories from a Chinese Studio, and it will take some time to completely publish them.

Although it seems that the Chinese Studio has not attracted attention for the time being, Huang Yifan is not particularly anxious about this. Sometimes classics often need to be tested for a period of time. When the four masterpieces in the previous life were unearthed, they were not half red and not hot. Gold always shines, and Huang Yifan has time.

As for the price of the manuscript fee, Huang Yifan said it was not important.

Huang Yifan, who knows the market, also knows that before he became famous, even if he wrote the good words, he would not be able to be more than 500 in a thousand words. The current price is not the same, no matter whether it is 50 yuan for a thousand words or 80 yuan for a thousand words.

What's more, Huang Yifan knew that he would not make much money with such magazines. The key is publishing.

Anyway, the copyright is in your own hands, so they can go to the price of serializing the magazine.

After thinking about it, Huang Yifan chose the two articles of "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio - Corpse Transformation and "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio - Corpse Carrying".

These two articles are just like the one who is in the ears of the ghost. They are written in an average way, but they are relatively good. The key is that these articles are not classic works in the Stories from a Chinese Studio. Huang Yifan will not feel heartbroken even if he publishes these, so he should use these general works to open the Stories from a Chinese Studio.

He quickly translated two articles from Liaozhai into vernacular Chinese, and Huang Yifan sent them to herbal tea.

After doing this, it was almost 10 o'clock in the evening.

I read the collection of novels again. At this time, the collection of bad guys has exceeded 50,000.

At the same time, because of the high collection of bad guys, this has also come to the point of discussion, whether it is the book review area or Longkong's comments, bad guys have become the focus of everyone's discussion. I smiled slightly and sighed that I had reborn in this world, which was also a firm foothold. I didn't think about it anymore, and remembered that I would go to Xinfeng for the exam tomorrow, so I washed it briefly and fell asleep.

...

At the gate of Tieshikou Middle School.

At this time, the students participating in the county's third-year junior high school competition had already arrived at the school gate to gather.

There are three key classes in the third grade of Tieshikou Middle School, Class 1, Class 2 and Class 3. Each class selects two representatives, totaling six people.

In addition, three teachers led a team to the county town together.

"It's almost 6 o'clock, why is there still one person not here?"

Class 1 representative "Sun Jin" said a little unhappy.

"Yes, don't look at what the exam is, let us all wait here."

"Wu Haihua", a student from the same Class 1, also said.

"Jiang Weiwei, it seems that your class didn't come. Is there a phone call from his house? Hurry up and call him."

"this……"

Jiang Weiwei frowned and looked at the people around him.

She knew Sun Jin and Wu Haihua from Class 1, and Li Luozi and Yu Bin from Class 3 also came, and the rest were classmates from their own class.

However, he said it was his own class, but the head teacher and the team teacher never told him who he had sent besides himself. He asked him to call him now, but Jiang Weiwei didn't know who he called.

Just as he was about to be in a dilemma, a figure suddenly appeared.

"Hey, Huang Yifan."

"Huang Yifan, what are you doing here? You have already gone to morning self-study. Why don't you go to morning self-study soon."

He was anxious and spoke quickly, and Jiang Weiwei said directly to Huang Yifan.

"That's strange. If you can come here, why can't I come here? Since it's morning self-study, Jiang Xiuhui, why don't you go there?"

When he met Jiang Xiu again, Huang Yifan secretly called unlucky.

If the head teacher hadn't promised his 10,000 yuan reward yesterday, he wouldn't have come if he had killed him.

"Oh, Huang Yifan, you have become oily recently. Humph, tell you, haven't you seen us here waiting for the team teacher to go to the county town to participate in the competition? Why don't you go back and have a good class soon? The high school entrance examination will be coming soon. You have to be more serious and do you know."

"Thank you for your concern."

Huang Yifan was too lazy to pay attention to her, so he comforted her a little while away from Jiang, and stood aside and waited for the team teacher to lead the team.

"Hey, hey, Huang Yifan, I told you, why are you still standing here? Go to study quickly."

Seeing that Huang Yifan ignored him and was still standing there, Jiang Weifu came to him without even calling him.

He pouted, walked up to Huang Yifan and said.

"Jiang Weiwei, are you upset? Just take care of yourself and care about what others do. Besides, I will allow you to participate in the competition in the county, so can't I participate?"

"You're attending?"

Jiang Weiwei seemed to hear a joke, touched her stomach and said with a smile, "Huang Yifan, your joke is not funny at all."

However, after Jiang Xiu said it, it was 6 o'clock, and the three leading teachers also walked out of the school office one by one.

"Well, the number of people is all here, so let's get in the car."

After looking at the 6 people, the team leader "Ye Fei" waved his hand and asked everyone to get on the bus.

"ah……"

Seeing Ye Fei greeting everyone, Jiang Weiwei was a little stunned.

This, what's going on?

"Teacher Ye, Teacher Ye, Teacher Ye."

He ran to Ye Fei and Jiang Weiwei asked in a low voice.

"Jiang Weiwei, what's wrong?"

"Why is that Huang Yifan here too?"

"You said Huang Yifan, he also came to participate in the competition held in the county. Are there any problems?"

"ah……"

"Teacher Ye, what did you say? Huang Yifan is also here to participate in the competition?"

At this moment, Jiang Weiwei instantly petrified.

...

"Huang Yifan, Huang Yifan, tell me clearly, what's going on?"

After getting in the car, Jiang Weiwei really wanted to die.

Especially when he saw Huang Yifan who seemed to be smiling, Jiang Weiwei wanted to find a hole to crawl into it.

This is a big joke.

While mocking Huang Yifan, he patted him and instantly slapped him in the face.

However, Jiang Weiwei has always been stubborn in doing things, and he wants to understand what he hasn't figured out.

Although the scene just now made Jiang Weiwei very embarrassed, when he got in the car, Jiang Weiwei still pestered Huang Yifan and asked Huang Yifan to explain the matter clearly.

"What the hell is going on?"

Huang Yifan was helpless. He really didn't understand how to do his learning with this little girl's personality. His IQ was worrying.

"Why did you come to the competition?"

"Why can't I participate in the competition?"

Huang Yifan asked back.

"you……"

Jiang Weiwei was speechless for a moment, thinking that Huang Yifan had poor grades, but he also felt that everyone was in the car and couldn't speak.

But if you don't say it, she was really uncomfortable.

Fortunately, after driving for more than ten minutes, "Zhang Ming", one of the team teachers, clapped his hands and told everyone.

"With this time taking the bus, I will first tell you about the schedule of this competition. After we arrived at the county town, we had breakfast at 7 o'clock, and then went to the county cultural center after breakfast. The county cultural center is the test site for this competition. However, from breakfast until 12 o'clock at noon, we did not take the exam. According to the Education Bureau, this period is the time for everyone to move freely. Although it is a free activity, if everyone thinks it is just for everyone to play, it would be wrong. This free activity time,

The purpose is to let everyone meet with students from other schools and understand the strength of our competitors. Only by understanding the strength of our opponents can we formulate a competition plan and compete with other schools. After the free activities, it is lunch, and the official competition is only 2 o'clock after lunch. The competition is divided into two days in total, and the champion will be decided on the last day. At the same time, I will announce the rewards for this competition here. As long as you win the championship in this competition, the school will reward 10,000 yuan."

After Zhang Ming finished speaking, the several participants sitting behind him were hotly discussed.

"Teacher Zhang, didn't you say that you only rewarded 5,000 yuan? Why is it now mentioned 10,000 yuan?"

"Yes, it seems that the school will have a heavy bleeding this time."

The two students in Class 1 said and answered each other, and everyone laughed.

"Haha, this question is a good question."

The team leader Zhang Ming also smiled, "Why is the reward amount increased to 10,000 yuan? It is said that a student who participated in the competition thinks 5,000 yuan is too little. As for who this student is, I won't say it. However, since that student can bargain with the school, then we also hope that this student can come back to win the championship for our Tieshikou Middle School."

After these words, several students participating in the competition looked at me, and I looked at you, and they were all guessing who it was.

"Damn it, it wasn't what I said, why are you looking at me?"
To be continued...