Chapter 44
As usual, seats had to be changed in the new semester. Jian Li still sat at the same table with Xia Liu. Xu Yanan ranked third in the exam, so when choosing a seat, she chose the first row for herself.
The middle of the first row is generally not a good position, as it is closest to the blackboard and has a poor view.
But Xu Yanan sat firmly in the center as if punishing herself. Teacher Fang frowned, but in the end said nothing.
The class leadership was also restructured at the beginning of this semester. Xu Yanan was originally a study committee member, but after class she went to the class teacher and said that she quit and wanted to concentrate on her studies.
"I don't want to be a team leader anymore."
Xu Yanan turned down all the class responsibilities she was responsible for, so Teacher Fang had to find someone else.
The first person he asked was Jian Li, who quickly waved her hands.
"Teacher, I can't do this."
She has her own work to do.
The first and third students in the class were unwilling to do the job, so the job of study committee member fell on the shoulders of the second student.
Jian Li went to the school gate to wait for the letter.
A winter vacation passed, and "Charm" had published two issues. Jian Li felt like a cat that had been caught, just waiting to see her results.
The master of the mailroom had known Jian Li for a long time, and said cheerfully, "I guessed you would come. Here you are."
Jian Li took the thin letter and her heart was pounding.
After opening it, I quickly read ten lines. Jiang Rou's letter was simple, with only two messages.
One is to urge her to hand in the manuscript as soon as possible. It's already the winter vacation. She has to draw at least 50 pages, not to mention 100 pages. The contents of two consecutive issues after school starts are crucial. I hope Jian Li can hand in the finished content as soon as possible.
Jiang Rou even added a line of words below, telling her to make sure to take the express train.
The second is the sales situation, which Jiang Rou described with the word “unexpected”.
It is obviously the off-season during the winter vacation, but the sales volume of the two issues during the Chinese New Year this year was 20,000 higher than usual.
Jiang Rou wrote in the letter: "This year's January issue is still being reprinted. 】
What does this mean? It means that many people will buy the first issue after watching the second issue.
Most of the content in "Mei Hua" is short stories, and there are only three long stories. The December issue has the works of that big-name teacher, and the January issue has the works of Jian Li.
Veteran editor Qin Zhen originally wanted to take credit and attribute the increase in sales to the big names he had talked to, but when the data for three months were put together, he was speechless.
Sales obviously skyrocketed in January. The monthly sales of "Mei Hua" magazine, which originally only reached a little over 100,000 copies, suddenly became 120,000, and this data is not the final data.
Many people called and received endless letters from fans, all of whom urged them to print more copies.
Some people bought the first issue but didn’t get the second, while others bought the second issue but didn’t get the first.
One little girl was even more outrageous. She called and said she wanted to buy two more books so that she could cut out the characters inside.
The editor-in-chief was stunned: "Cut it out? That's a comic. How can it still be read if it's cut out?"
Jiang Rou understood the little girl's heart better: "Isn't the cover of our long novel in color? I think she might want to cut that."
Jiang Rou thought, who hasn't copied lyrics in school? She and some of her classmates especially like to cut newspapers and newspapers. There are also many people who cut up magazines. The cover of "Movie Story" often uses some Hong Kong and Taiwan actresses. The cover of Wang Zuxian will be cut away by students who borrow books within three days.
The editor-in-chief couldn't understand. He sighed and said, "I'm really old."
When he watched Zhili's "The Legend of Xingzhu: Lovesickness", he thought the quality was above average, but he didn't like the core story very much.
If there is anything new, it is just the concept of immortal heroes and immortal cultivation involved. However, the old wine in new bottles is still the core of girls' comics.
But I never expected that such a story would be liked by so many people.
The data the editor-in-chief has in his hands include not only the sales volume in each region, but also the best-selling regional categories.
The best selling place is undoubtedly around schools.
The newsstands and bookstores around the campus have seen a surge in orders recently. A familiar bookstore owner told the editor, "I've never seen so many girls come to order books specifically. Even when I say they're sold out, they still want to order more from me."
The bookstore owner didn't understand what the girls were chattering about, so he took advantage of the arrival of a new batch of goods and opened a book to read.
After reading it, he didn't take it seriously and just threw it aside. Later, the magazine fell into the hands of his wife who was in charge of the store.
The proprietress was not as overwhelmed as the young girls, but she still had an auntie smile on her face and later urged her husband to buy the goods quickly.
The boss seriously suspected that his wife just wanted to be the first to see the new episode!
The editor-in-chief and a group of senior editors read it over and over again, but in the end they still couldn't understand why young girls liked it so much.
Jiang Rou's cheeks were red, and she couldn't explain how she felt, but she just... liked watching the male lead, liked watching the female lead, and liked watching the male and female leads fall in love.
Jiang Rou also briefly mentioned her own feelings at the end of the letter. As an editor, she should give the author some guidance on the content. However, Jian Li's style was too mature, and Jiang Rou felt that she had nothing to communicate, so she simply wrote some of her own feelings from a reader's perspective for Jian Li's reference.
Jian Li's mouth slowly curled up. What's so hard to understand?
Women are more likely to feel love, and CP is a traditional art from ancient times to the present. If a work can satisfy their feelings about love, it is already halfway done.
Jian Li put away the letter. There was a remittance slip in the envelope. The amount on the slip was higher than she had imagined.
The original price was 20 yuan per page, but Jiang Rou raised it to 30 yuan per page.
Plus there are bonuses for reprinting.
Jian Li picked up the remittance slip for 800 yuan and felt very satisfied.
At this rate, her goal of buying a house when she goes to college will not be difficult to achieve.
After sending out the saved manuscript, Jian Li answered some of Jiang Rou's questions in the envelope and suggested that Jiang Rou send her some dot paper.
Jian Li ran all over Taocheng before she found a paper shop that sold paper. The quality was poor and the price was extremely expensive.
Jiang Rou said in the letter that she could tell her any difficulties she encountered in her creation, and as an editor, she would help solve them.
Jian Li thought that everything else didn't matter, except that the dot paper was really needed.
After the letter was sent, Jiang Rou quickly sent Jian Li a large package of dot paper.
Jian Li was stunned when she saw the package. It was a whole bag of dot paper, enough for her to use for two to three years!
The letter that came with the package was exceptionally brief.
Jiang Rou has only one purpose.
Request for submission of manuscripts.
With one issue per month, many dissatisfied readers began to send letters. Some even called the magazine to suggest that the magazine cut some short stories.
“Each issue is too short!”
Twenty pages, I finished it without noticing.
The readers were very dissatisfied and wished to lock the author up and finish the book in one breath.
Jian Li: ...
Faced with the editor's urgent request for submission, Jian Li had no choice but to start writing diligently.
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The new semester started and Qian Ping arrived at school on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.
It was the time of the college entrance examination again. On one corner of the blackboard was written the number of days left until the exam. Qian Ping watched the number getting smaller every day, and she couldn't help but start to get anxious again.
Twice, she has sat in the college entrance examination room twice.
If she fails the exam this time, how will she face her parents and relatives?
The pace of the previous semester was gone with the Chinese New Year, and Qian Ping once again began to repeat the same painful experience.
Under such heavy pressure, Qian Ping couldn't help but feel anxious and short of breath. Sometimes she felt like she couldn't breathe just by sitting there.
Her desk mate advised her carelessly: "My mom said that if you can't pass the exam, then you can't pass it. Even if you can't pass it, we can discuss starting a business together when the time comes!"
My deskmate repeated a year, and her family was not short of money. Under the heavy financial pressure, she saw that others did not need to worry about the future, and she couldn't help but blurt out: "Of course you don't have to worry."
The situation at home is different.
She felt sad just thinking about her second aunt's expression during the New Year.
All I could think about was what my second aunt would say if I brought shame to my parents again.
My deskmate said nothing. The two of them, who had a good relationship, didn't speak to each other all day.
Qian Ping knew that what she said was wrong, but she was really exhausted and didn't have the slightest thought left to devote to friendship.
When I returned to the dormitory, my deskmate washed his feet early and went to bed. Qian Ping always felt that he had not learned anything and was afraid to sleep.
She was reading with a flashlight, and when she was groggy, she suddenly heard crying.
She called her deskmate's name and pulled open the bed curtain, and then she saw her deskmate crying with his eyes closed.
She didn't wake up, she was crying in her dream.
Qian Ping carefully closed the bed curtains and cried herself.
How could he really be as carefree as he said? My deskmate was just hiding his stress deep in his heart.
In the review class, everyone is holding the same string.
Now, everyone has pulled this string to the end.
The teacher saw it and went to see the principal the next day.
Then in the evening, the head teacher of the review class came in and announced a big thing.
"I have also signed up our class for the spring sports meet held by our school and two other schools."
Facing the classroom full of numb and pale students, the teacher took a deep breath and said, "Everyone has been tired from studying recently. You don't have to sign up for all of them. I have selected a dozen projects and everyone can do it according to their ability. But everyone must be present when participating in the competition."
In the season of wind and rain, she hopes more than anyone else that everyone sitting here will have a bright future. In addition to a bright future, she also hopes that these children will learn how to deal with stress.
In April, it drizzled for several days, and finally it cleared up before the sports meet.
Students from Jian Li's junior high school, Cotton Spinning Factory High School, and Cotton Spinning Factory No. 2 Middle School all gathered on the playground.
The spring sports meeting kicked off with a whistle.
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