1987 My Era

Chapter 18, Contribution

the other side.

After leaving the Xiao family, the mother and son separated.

Taking advantage of the fact that there are many chicks for sale at the market today, Tian Run'e plans to buy 12 live chicks to take back.

Originally, in rural areas, many families used their own eggs to hatch in order to save money.

But the Li family is good at raising pigs and cows, but when it comes to chickens, ducks and geese, they are a bit unlucky.

Not only is the hatching rate low, the survival rate is also shockingly low. It is usually good if only five or six out of 12 live chicken chicks can survive.

For this reason, the neighbors in the village all joked: God has eyes, this is fair, he can't let your Li family get the best in everything.

Li Heng had a clear goal and went straight to the newsstand next to the old station.

Find the submission address for literary magazines.

As expected, although Qianzhen is a town and not even a small city, the newsstand has all the necessary magazines.

The variety was even more complete than he had imagined.

Before long, Li Heng found the submission addresses of many famous literary magazines, including People's Literature, Harvest, October, Contemporary and Huacheng.

The owner of the newsstand was a man in his 50s with a beard. He had noticed Li Hengyou. He saw him flipping through one book and then another, flipping through all the books and taking notes in between, but he never mentioned buying anything. He immediately became impatient.

He knocked on his pipe deliberately and said, "Hey, boy, this is not a library. These magazines are for sale. How can I sell them if you have read them too much?
Are you going to buy it or not? If not, go somewhere else and don’t stop me here.”

Hearing these unfriendly words, Li Heng, knowing that he was in the wrong, did not mind, but picked up a copy of "Story Club".

Inquiry: "Uncle, how much is this copy?"

Lian Xuhu was still a little impatient and answered casually: "Sanmao."

Li Heng counted out three banknotes from his pocket and handed them over: "Give me one."

Seeing him pay with real money, Lian Xuhu's attitude immediately softened. He took the money and asked out of curiosity:
"What do you need to copy so many submission addresses for?"

"Oh, about this. Yesterday afternoon I had a dream that I became a great writer. So I came to try my luck today." Li Heng has a skill, and that is speaking without thinking.

With a beard, he smacked his cigarette holder and looked him up and down, left and right. Seeing that he was so young but still not a good person and just daydreaming, his droopy eyelids drooped immediately and he lost interest.

The post office is opposite the old station, not far away, just across the street.

As he walked into the post office hall, he suddenly felt a bit troubled. Due to time constraints, he had only prepared two manuscripts for the first 4 words of "To Live".

There were so many submission addresses to copy, and they were all from famous authors, so I had a hard time choosing.

In his previous life, he loved reading. In his spare time, he would occasionally write articles and publish them in newspapers. He was also familiar with the four famous actresses, namely "Dangdai", "Huacheng" and "Shiyue".

But after all, it was just hearsay. He was not from the cultural circle and did not have sufficient understanding of the preferences and background of various literary magazines.

The most important thing is, because it was so long ago, he couldn’t remember which magazine Chen Xiaomi worked for?

The reason why he submitted his work as a writer was not only to make money to improve his family's conditions and gain fame to change the bad image of "Xi Men Qing", but also to vent his anger. Which magazine was Chen Xiaomi working for? After searching for a long time in his memory, Li Heng still couldn't find the clue, and he was a little discouraged.

For a moment, he impulsively wanted to run back and grab Chen Zitong to ask her where her aunt worked.
But as soon as this thought came up, it was extinguished the next second. Forget it, I'm too lazy to run, so I'll just go with the flow.

What's more, Chen Zitong has been nicknamed "Little Loach" since he was a child. He is very slippery. Now that the Chen and Li families are at odds, he is not so easy to fool.

Anyway, as long as there is no butterfly effect and the course of history is not changed, with the huge fame of "To Live", Chen Xiaomi will sooner or later know that a real dragon has appeared in our Li family.

After thinking for a long time about the submission addresses, Li Heng finally decided to submit to "People's Literature" and "Harvest".

He had heard the most gossip about "People's Literature". It was said that with the support of the National Literature Publishing House, its status in the domestic literary world has always been very special. It was a rich second-generation who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

For him who is ambitious, this is almost a must.

As for "Harvest", hey! I don't have to be particular about it, I just like the name, harvest, harvest, the meaning is very good.

Having made up his mind, Li Heng gave himself a pen name: December.

In order to ensure safety and quick results, Li Heng was extravagant and spent a lot of money to send the two manuscripts separately by parcel post.

In order to avoid confusing "People's Literature" and "Harvest", he checked it three times before sending it, and added a sentence at the end: If you are interested in publishing, please send back your contact number.

Thinking that he would go to Shao City for school the day after tomorrow, he did not use his own home address as the sending address, but filled in his English teacher's home address and landline number.

The reason why he used the English teacher's name was because, in his memory, the other person lived in the school, was close to the class, was nice enough to him, and he naturally felt trustful.

When filling in the English teacher's home phone number, he secretly thanked God for being able to remember the first phone number in his life.

885708
I can really memorize it, just like the cell phone number of my first love. A lifetime has passed, and I haven't deliberately thought about it, but it is still quietly hidden in my heart.

Watching the two parcels being taken away by the staff, Li Heng suddenly had a hidden worry in his mind: Would submitting the same manuscript to multiple places offend people?
If anyone dared to be so ignorant in the future, the editor would teach him a lesson or block him in minutes.

But then his worries disappeared. Not only is it easy to collect papers these days, but information is not well circulated. If a nobody like him submits more papers, no one will know about it.

Even if you know it, you can understand it. After all, you are a complete novice, and ignorance is bliss.

Or maybe people simply won’t care.

Of course, if I become famous in the future, I definitely can’t do this, as it would be taboo.

After coming out of the post office, Li Heng instinctively went to the farmers' market. In his impression, Comrade Tian Run'e often liked to buy things there because there were many items of the same category and she could compare prices and bargain.

After searching for a while, I actually found the person in an area selling clothes.

"Xuemei, we are old acquaintances. I often buy clothes from you. Can this set of clothes be a little less?"

As soon as he walked over, Li Heng saw his mother touching a set of white casual clothes with her hands. She checked it very carefully, not missing even the stitches.

"Run'e, this is already the best deal. It's because we've known each other for decades that I didn't ask for a price. Take a look at the style and feel the material. Can you get it for 13 yuan elsewhere?"

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