Chapter 33
‘From my professional perspective, coupled with the success of your first novel, I’m offering you 150 yuan per thousand words,’ Lin Nan said.
‘However, there’s one condition-the word count must be at least over 100,000.’
Every associate editor had the power to exceed the standard price once a year.
If you were a first-level author, the most you could get was 1,030 yuan.
But using this exceeding power elevated you to a new price stage.
Upon receiving Lin Nan’s message, Jiang Xu was quite surprised.
He originally thought that for his second book, getting 60 yuan per thousand words would be pretty good.
Under these generous conditions, Jiang Xu naturally wouldn’t refuse.
His planned word count for this book was around 150,000.
Moreover, he was aiming for it to be adapted for the screen in the future.
If he finished writing it, after tax, he would have over 20,000 yuan.
Right away, he agreed.
Lin Nan was delighted and promised to deliver the contract to him as quickly as possible.
The conversation ended.
Jiang Xu cooked a meal for himself, ate, and served to his parents.
Then, he went to a nearby electronics superstore to buy a notebook.
Always going to the internet cafe was time-consuming and taxing and didn’t make sense.
During that period, notebooks were still quite expensive.
The price started from at least 5,000 yuan.
Among all the brands, Lenovo was the most popular.
However, for some reasons, Jiang Xu would absolutely not touch this brand.
In the end, he chose an HP one, priced at 6,800 yuan.
He paid and left.
The money he made from selling clothes was almost all spent.
Once he got home, Jiang Xu started writing.
His expectations for this book were relatively high, so he was writing at a slower pace.
Only 3,000 words per hour.
After writing for two hours, he finished 6,000 words.
After checking for typos, he saved his work and went to bed.
Having lived once before, he knew all too well how damaging staying up late was to his health.
In his former life, in order to work on projects, he often didn’t sleep until two or three o’clock.
It resulted in him being always tired and experiencing premature hair loss.
The next day, Jiang Xu woke up on time.
He washed up, read books, made breakfast for himself and left one for his parents, then opened his notebook to continue writing.
Taking advantage of this Saturday, he planned to write more.
If he wrote for ten hours, that would be 30,000 words.
…
She wished, if only Jiang Xu could have been here too.
Unconsciously, it was already late afternoon, nearly six o’clock.
“No need, that’s too much, I can’t possibly finish it all.”
Before saying goodbye, Wang Xiaoyuan and Junyue kept stuffing An Nuonuo’s bicycle basket with fruit.
The basket on the back of the bicycle was filled with all kinds of fruit.
Jun Yue laughed and said, “Girls should eat more fruit, your uncle and aunt can also have some.
Once you’re finished, tell me and I’ll personally deliver more.”
“Thank you, Brother Junyue, thank you Sister Xiaoyuan.” An Nuonuo was deeply moved.
Junyue thoughtfully offered, “How about I give you a ride home, you have so much to carry.”
“No need, I live close by, I’ll take my leave then.”
“Goodbye.”
“Take care on the road.”
Watching An Nuonuo ride away, Wang Xiaoyuan said beaming, “That girl isn’t bad, she has a great temperament, and is very virtuous.
And that figure, you can tell she is very fertile, you’ve got a good eye, little brother.”
“Naturally.” The affection in Junyue’s eyes was evident.
It was by chance that he’d discovered this dull-looking, rustic girl was actually an uncut gem.
Upon closer inspection, he found out she was the little sister he played with in the village when they were young.
So he deliberately arranged a casual encounter.
The only thing bothering him was the annoying fly buzzing around her.
Upon hearing this conversation, Chen Xue’er was naturally upset, but didn’t voice it.
“Okay, I’m stepping back, you have to handle from here by yourself.”
Wang Xiaoyuan stretched, her form-fitting clothes revealing her superb figure.
Then she took out a Storybook from the back pocket of her jeans and started reading as she walked.
The recently published “Those Miserable Years of Youth” was very much to her liking.
The writing style was excellent and the story highly engaging.
She felt as if she were seeing her own vanished youth.
She had already read it several times.
…
“Three thousand words, done!”
Jiang Xu stretched, his mind a bit foggy.
Asides from cooking, eating, and delivering meals to his parents, he spent the entire day typing.
Tomorrow, if he made some time, he should be able to write around ten thousand words.
Glancing at the time, it was already past six.
Shaking his head, he wondered whether that girl An Nuonuo had gotten home yet?
He should get cooking first.
Upon closing his computer, he left his room.
He was about to enter the kitchen.
Outside, An Nuonuo’s clear and pleasant voice rang out, “Jiang Xu, are you home?”
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