Glory of Rebirth

Chapter 61

The military training in the first year of high school lasted for half a month. As soon as Qiao Zhenting's military training was over, he hurried to find Qiao Bailu, and asked for pocket money: "Our classmate said that the military training is finally over and I want to go out to play. I can't Don't you have a penny?"

"Where are you going?" Qiao Bailu frowned and asked, "If you're going to sing or something, give me a rest early, and you're not allowed to go!"

"No, isn't the school closed now? Even if you want to go, you can't go, and you have to check the bed at night. We discussed going to the water park." In a small county, there are limited places to go, and the water park is one of them.

"When are you going? How do you plan to go? How many people are there? Are they boys or girls?" Qiao Bailu asked a series of questions, and Qiao Zhenting was speechless: "Sister, I'm not a three or two-year-old kid, I don't know how to It’s trouble, I promise, isn’t it Sunday tomorrow? Just get up early in the morning and go play for a day, all the people in the company are boys, about ten of them, most of them are in our dormitory.”

"Okay, let's go." Qiao Bailu thought for a while, and there was really no need to look too closely, so she took out a 100 yuan card and handed it over: "Come and tell me, we won't be going home this week. I'm going home next week, if you dare to be disobedient, I'll beat you to death when you go home!"

Qiao Zhenting nodded hurriedly, ran away laughing after drawing the money.Qiao Bailu was about to turn around and go back to the classroom, when the monitor came over, "Qiao Bailu, I have a letter from you!"

Qiao Bailu hurried over, and it was indeed a reply from the publishing house.The reply this time was a bit slow, Qiao Bailu pinched the inside, it wasn't too thick, so it shouldn't be a rejection.When I returned to the classroom and opened it, my eyes widened immediately after reading it.

It's not that she has poor acceptance ability, but that the jump height is too high.For the two books in front of me, the most is about 15 yuan, and they have been bought out for several years.This time, not only did she not mention the buyout, but the manuscript fee was beyond her expectations—it was [-] yuan per thousand words, and the first printing was [-] copies.

Even after ten years, Qianzi Fifteen is considered a very good market.Moreover, ten yuan now can be worth thirty yuan ten years from now.

Qiao Bailu calculated her word count, and it was nearly 100 million.If the book sells well in the future, the price can be negotiated.

With this condition, Qiao Bailu hardly had to think about it, she only had two words to buy her brains - promise, promise, promise, must agree!
By the way, if you have fifteen thousand characters, how much can you get for one million characters?After doing the math for a while, Qiao Bailu finally calmed down. She couldn't get too excited. When she got excited, her head became muddled, and she couldn't even figure out such a simple arithmetic problem!
The contract came with the letter, and everything that should be signed has already been signed, two copies, Qiao Bailu patted his face, and finally calmed down.After browsing through it carefully, he made sure that there were no conditions that would be disadvantageous to him, so he signed his name.

After tidying up the remaining manuscript paper, I went to the canteen to buy a large envelope, and sent the manuscript paper together with the contract, and the next thing was to wait.But when I went back to the classroom and opened the book, I couldn't read it anymore. I was so excited that the words on the book seemed to be spinning.

After staying for a while, I simply closed the book and went to the next classroom.Xie Jiayuan was working hard on the paper, so Qiao Bailu didn't bother her, and turned to look for Wang Lin. Wang Lin was concentrating on reading a magazine, but Qiao Bailu took the book away before she came to her senses: "Why are you here?"

"Can't I come over? I miss you, okay?" Qiao Bailu said with a smile. Seeing that there was no one beside Wang Lin, she took advantage of the situation and reached out to pinch Wang Lin's swollen cheeks: "Today is Saturday, and tomorrow is Sunday. Treat you to a big meal?"

"Tell me, what happened to you? Did you pick up the ingot?" Wang Lin also smiled, stretched out her hand and pinched it back: "Or, the novel you mentioned last time is about to be published?"

(End of this chapter)