Chapter 260 Newspaper Submission

"Very well written."

Song Wei looked a little proud.

"That's right. Although I'm a poor student, I still have no problem writing some articles."

Lin Zhen handed her the diary and asked, "Have you ever thought about submitting it to a newspaper?"

Song Wei, who was eating, paused and said, "Ah? Submit an article?"

She really hadn't thought about this.

Lin Zhen nodded: "You wrote very well, and there are photos. It should work if you have good reasoning and evidence."

"How much will it cost if the manuscript is accepted?"

If this works, it seems pretty good.

Their family now has a legitimate way to make money, and no one will say anything if they buy a lot of things in the future. At most, they may make a few sarcastic remarks but no one will doubt them.

After all, you can't always rely on Lin Zhen's retirement subsidies and allowances. After a long time, people will become suspicious.

Lin Zhen also didn't know how much the royalties were.

"Then I'll try?"

So the next day, without waiting for everyone to ask about the camera, Lin Zhen rode his bicycle out early in the morning, took Song Wei to develop photos, and then submitted the photos to the newspaper.

She applied to newspapers in Beijing and this city.

The newspaper in Beijing submitted articles and photos about killer whales, covering everything from the discovery and rescue of killer whales to the subsequent interactions with killer whales at sea and the gifts given by killer whales.

This is a complete storyline and it is quite amazing to read.

With photos as evidence, no one would say that what she wrote was false or exaggerated.

The story used in this city is about the dog bodyguards of the Ping An Brigade, which mentions the issue of kidnappers.

After the manuscript was sent out by email, Song Wei didn't pay much attention to it.

She just gave it a try and didn't care whether she was selected or not.

With the photos, they bought a lot of things and took them back.

After I got back, I was surrounded by everyone enthusiastically.

"Song Zhiqing, Lin Zhen, you guys are finally back. Have you developed the photos?"

Everyone looked at them with eager eyes.

The news about the camera has now spread throughout the entire brigade. They even know that Shuanzi's family has taken photos and have photos at home.

So when they couldn't find Song Wei and Lin Zhen, they all ran to Shuanzi's house.

Although Grandma Shuanzi was bedridden and weak, she was very happy to show off the photos, with smiles in her eyes.

But we couldn't hold on for long and had to rest and sleep, so everyone looked at the photos in the yard.

The photo was held by Shuanzi's parents and grandfather, and no one else was allowed to touch it for fear that it might be damaged.

After seeing the photos of Shuanzi's family, especially the family portrait and the large photo of the old man alone, the elderly people in the village were jealous.

"This is good. This is a good photo, and it's clear. After we die, our descendants will still be able to recognize us through this photo."

"A family portrait is also good. It looks neat and tidy, with the whole family together. So good..."

Many elderly people want to take photos and pass them down from generation to generation in the family so that the younger generations in the family will know who their ancestors are.

So, after seeing the photos, everyone in the Ping An Brigade wanted to take pictures even more.

However, Shuanzi's family also told us in advance that the photo would cost money.

All their photos together cost five dollars.

A photograph is very expensive these days, especially a 14-inch posthumous portrait. This is the kind of photo the two old people wanted, and they spent three dollars for two.

This was after Song Wei took the photos for them herself using her camera and didn't make any money. The prices at the photo studio were even higher.

Although the price is a bit high, the photos can be preserved for a long time, which is actually worth it.

So many elderly people still want to take a photo.

Or a family photo.

So knowing that Lin Zhen and Song Wei were out, most of the less busy elderly people in the village were sitting and waiting at the entrance of the village.

So we have the current scene where Song Wei and Lin Zhen are surrounded.

Although Song Wei and Lin Zhen had anticipated this, everyone was still too enthusiastic!

"The photos have been developed."

"You can take pictures, but the film is limited so you can't take too many pictures."

"Just take a look at the photos, and be careful not to tear them."

Everyone held up the freshly taken photos and looked at their own children’s faces smiling so widely that many wrinkles appeared.

"Oh, this photo looks pretty impressive."

"My little grandson and my dog ​​are on it."

Seeing that everyone was happy, Song Wei did not tell anyone about her submission to the newspaper.

Whether it will succeed or not is another matter.

As for the right of portrait, there is no such thing at that time.

For people nowadays, being able to report this matter is a very honorable thing. They can even pass down a newspaper as a family heirloom. They are so happy that no one would be unwilling.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

If Song Wei said this now, they would probably not work seriously and would just wait every day to see if there was any newspaper with Song Wei's submissions.

So considering all factors, let’s not talk about it.

In the days that followed, everyone took out their neatest and most beautiful clothes and put them on, wanting Song Wei to take pictures of them.

Song Wei didn't want to go, so she gave the camera to Lin Zhen.

Lin Zhen didn't want to go either, it was too troublesome.

So they found the captain's youngest son, Jiang Wenwu.

Holding the camera, Jiang Wenwu looked incredulous.

"Are you really going to let me take pictures?"

This pie in the sky just fell on his head?

Lin Zhen nodded: "Just be careful not to break it."

There is actually no technical content in taking photos at this time, as long as you can take clear photos of people.

Lin Zhen taught him how to take pictures and even used his family to practice taking a few pictures.

After Jiang Wenwu learned the technique, he first tried it out on his nephews and nieces.

Brother Lin Zheng said that this was free photo shoot for him to practice, and the photos were also free.

When everything was almost done, the task of taking photos of the villagers fell to Jiang Wenwu.

The young man had a camera hanging around his neck, he walked with the wind, and his smile was so bright that it seemed as if he wanted to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

He also became the most popular guy in the entire Ping An Brigade.

Other young men of Jiang Wenwu's age were extremely envious of him.

They can do it too, why doesn’t Brother Lin Zhen look for them?

After finishing a roll of film, Song Wei and Lin Zhen went to the photo studio to develop the photos five days later.

The owner of the photo studio: …………

This is a job stealer! But he can also make some money by developing photos, so that's fine.

At the same time, after more than a month, the package that Song Wei and Lin Zhen sent to the Northwest finally arrived.

The person who picked up the package was Lin Zhen’s comrade-in-arms.

Yu Wei: "Lin Zhen, that kid, sent so many things."

Although it was mainly sent to Song Wei's uncle, Song Wei and Lin Zhen also sent a lot of things to their home to thank him for his help.

"Oh, there's also mushroom sauce. This is... White Rabbit Milk Candy. This stuff is not cheap!"

Yu Wei’s wife came over and took a look and was immediately shocked.

"What kind of family does your comrade's wife have? There is still cloth here."

She liked the cloth as soon as she saw it. It was not easy to buy cloth here, let alone something as rare as White Rabbit Milk Candy.

"These are all given to us by that kid. It's too much."