Literary Master 1978.

Chapter 30 There is hope

To Lin Chaoyang, revising the manuscript was just like working overtime to revise PPT and copywriting in the future.

Your boss and clients have so many ideas. If you don’t have a few plans in mind and the ability to adapt to changing circumstances, won’t you be tormented by them?
When Zhou Yanru first went to the editorial department of Yenching Literature and Art, he discussed some minor issues of "The Shepherd" with Lin Chaoyang. He kept them in mind at the time and has been working on the draft these days.

Now, it comes in handy today, doesn’t it?

He really didn't know that Zhou Yanru and Chen Jiangong would come up with so many things just to revise a manuscript.

If he knew this, he would be so happy.

Finally, he showed his power in front of people!
Two days later, Lin Chaoyang was slacking off in the library reading a book.

A note was passed up from downstairs saying someone was looking for him. When he went downstairs, he saw it was Tao Yushu.

"Yushu, you don't have classes in the afternoon?" Lin Chaoyang was a little surprised.

College classes are rarely fully scheduled every day. Even if Tao Yushu doesn't have classes at school, he will find a place to read and rarely comes home early.

In response to Lin Chaoyang's question, Tao Yushu gave him a warm hug.

"Chaoyang, my review has been published!"

Tao Yushu's face was filled with joy, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"It was published so soon? Let's go buy a copy of Literary Gazette and take a look."

Tao Yushu pulled him aside, took out a pamphlet from his schoolbag, and said with a hint of boasting, "Look!"

Lin Chaoyang happily took the booklet. It was a 16-page publication with an ink painting on the left side of the cover and the three traditional Chinese characters "Wenyi Bao" on the right side. The year and issue number were written below.

The Literary Gazette, which was just resumed publication in July this year, is still a bimonthly magazine, published on the 15th of each month. The publication he was holding in his hand was just published today.

Lin Chaoyang opened the "Wenyi Bao" and found a familiar name in the table of contents: "On the Authenticity of Literary Creation from "Scars""………………Tao Yushu.

"That's great! You've published an article in your freshman year. Comrade Xiao Tao has a bright future. Don't look down on me, your husband!" Lin Chaoyang joked with a laugh.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Tao Yushu said angrily, and then said mysteriously: "Look further!"

Lin Chaoyang thought she wanted him to see the article printed in lead type, but a piece of paper fell from between the pages. When he picked it up, he found it was a receipt for royalties.

Tao Yushu's article was not long, nearly two thousand words. The editorial department of the Literary Gazette paid her ten yuan for the article based on the standard of five yuan per thousand words. She could go to the postal savings office to collect her royalty with this receipt.

Before Lin Chaoyang could speak, Tao Yushu said, "I'll treat you to a big dinner tonight!"

Lin Chaoyang clapped his hands and asked, "Doesn't your family care anymore?"

"Give them more food tomorrow!" said Ms. Tao proudly.

"atmosphere!"

"Then tell your family that you won't be going back for dinner?" Lin Chaoyang reminded.

"Well, you go to work first, I'll go back."

Tao Yushu said he was treating Lin Chaoyang to a big dinner, but they actually went to the Long March Restaurant outside the south gate of the school.

There happened to be a savings bank in this area, so the two of them withdrew money first and then went to eat.

"Order some liver tips, eating liver can replenish blood." Tao Yushu specifically reminded when ordering the dishes.

"Okay, how about some slippery tenderloin?"

"Row."

The couple ordered three dishes, the most expensive of which was the slippery tenderloin, which cost 82 cents per serving. The entire meal cost them two dollars and thirty-two cents, which was quite luxurious.

The Changzheng Restaurant is a bit expensive compared to the school cafeteria, but it is still relatively economical by restaurant standards. The key is that the food tastes pretty good. The couple ate with their mouths full of oil and felt very happy.

After having a full meal, they took a walk along Yanyuan Garden.

The evening in Yanyuan is the busiest time of the day. The autumn in Yanjing is always very short. It is hot even in short sleeves in mid-September, and winter comes in November. These few days can be regarded as the best climate in Yanjing in a year.

Tao Yushu held Lin Chaoyang's arm and muttered to himself while calculating the accounts.

She just spent 2.32 yuan on a meal, and she needs to buy some food for her family tomorrow to improve their meals. She has already spent more than half of her 10 yuan manuscript fee. After she finished calculating, she couldn't help but feel annoyed. "This money is too wasteful!"

"Write more next time. If you publish 100,000 words, you will be banned from using flowers, right?"

Tao Yushu laughed and said, "If I can publish 100,000 words, I'll be awesome and a critic."

"I believe you!"

Although the couple were telling jokes, Tao Yushu felt her husband's trust and couldn't help but hug his arm tightly and snuggle on his shoulder. The atmosphere was warm.

The next day, Tao Yushu bought half a roast duck, a fish, and two pounds of pork tenderloin for his family, and only two yuan of the ten yuan manuscript fee was left.

Hearing that Tao Yushu's article was published in the Literary Gazette, Tao's father and mother were very happy, but the look in Tao's mother's eyes when she looked at Lin Chaoyang was even more strange.

The more outstanding her daughter was, the more she disliked Lin Chaoyang.

"Yushu's college education has paid off. He's almost as good as I was back then."

The elder brother-in-law's words caused Tao Yushu and her sister to roll their eyes. Tao's mother then said, "Xiao Lin, Yushu studies so hard, you can't slack off."

Tao's father calls Lin Chaoyang "Chaoyang", but Tao's mother calls her "Xiao Lin". The relationship between them can be seen at a glance. Lin Chaoyang translated Tao's mother's subtext in his mind: My daughter is so outstanding, you'd better not hold her back.

"Mom, Chaoyang works so hard. He goes to the museum on duty at night and on weekends. Uncle Xie even praised him to Dad."

Before Lin Chaoyang could speak, Tao Yushu spoke up for him.

"Why are the big pot meals so enthusiastic? You are so stubborn!"

Seeing that Mother Tao's words were not pleasant to hear, Father Tao said, "Okay, let's eat quickly."

The Tao family’s dinner tonight was particularly rich, with three meat dishes and three vegetable dishes, and the family enjoyed the meal very much.

After returning to the room, Tao Yushu said to Lin Chaoyang: "Don't take my mother's words to heart, she is just like that."

"It's not nice to hear what mom said, but it makes sense. And don't you think this is a good sign?"

"What do you mean?"

"At least Mom has some requirements for me. Isn't this accepting me little by little?"

Tao Yushu was speechless. She suspected that even if her mother scolded her husband, he would still be able to come up with words to defend him.

But when she thought that he did this to make her feel less uncomfortable and to maintain their mother-daughter relationship, her heart was moved and she couldn't help but throw herself into Lin Chaoyang's arms.

When the couple was being affectionate, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open.

"Ouch!" The girl covered her eyes shyly.

The two of them separated quickly after hearing the noise. Tao Yushu looked at the door and said unhappily, "Do you know you have to knock before entering a room?"

"Got it. I'll pay attention next time."

Tao Yumo knew he was in the wrong, but he also needed help from others, so his attitude was unexpectedly good.

"What?" Tao Yushu asked her.

"Sister, where is that copy of Literary Gazette you bought? Lend it to me!"

"Remember to return it." Tao Yushu reminded his sister when he lent the booklet to her.

"I'll give it to you after two days of watching it."

After Tao Yumo left, Tao Yushu hummed a little tune and opened the book, feeling very happy.

"I beat the tambourine and sang songs while I rode my horse over the hillside..."

While Lin Chaoyang was happy for his wife, he was also looking forward to it.

The novel he sent to Shanghai Literature should have been received by the editorial department by now, right? Should it be accepted?

As for Yanjing Literature and Art, the manuscript of "The Shepherd" has been revised. Zhou Yanru said that it can be published in November. I don’t know when the manuscript fee bill will be issued?
Come to think of it, these days are still quite promising.

(End of this chapter)