Reborn in 1977

Chapter 609 Unity and Love

Seeing An Quan's rather dejected appearance, Jiang Tiantian smiled and explained, "My results don't count. If I relied solely on myself, the sales of the magazine you run would probably be higher."

An Quan looked at her in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Lili glanced at Chen Fan, then turned back and said softly, "Have you forgotten that poem?"

An Quan's eyes darted upward, and after two seconds, he finally reacted, "The black night has given me black eyes, yet I use them to seek the light?"

After this poem came out in March, it not only caused a great response in major universities in Shanghai, but also caused a sensation throughout the country.

Countless people wrote letters to Wenhui Daily, expressing their feelings, and it is said that many people also expressed their love to Comrade Jiang Tiantian.

To propose love without even knowing what the person looks like, only those brainless literary youths could do such a thing.

However, according to rumors, Jiang Tiantian has repeatedly stated publicly that she will not marry, and she doesn't even look at those love letters, burning them directly to ashes.

Thinking of this, An Quan glanced at Chen Fan, who was buried in cutting vegetables, his eyes flickering, wondering what he was thinking.

Jiang Tiantian didn't see An Quan's expression, just nodded lightly, and didn't delay washing the vegetables in her hand, while saying, "It's because of this poem that many university literary societies have taken the initiative to come to us, and they have also subscribed to the school magazine run by our literary society, so many people know and subscribe to our school magazine at once.

Later, Xiao Fan also helped write a few short articles, which were widely praised, and the magazine's reputation was established, and then it quickly spread, which is why we have the current sales volume."

She looked at Chen Fan again, "If it weren't for Xiao Fan, that poem..."

Chen Fan turned to look at her, his knife not stopping, and smiled, "Stop it.

I've told you countless times, it's your ability to condense my meaning into a poem, so don't push the credit on me."

Jiang Lili's lips moved slightly, wanting to say something, but finally pursed her lips and smiled, and lowered her head to continue busying herself.

On the other hand, An Quan deliberately put on an indignant look, "What about the short stories? When you mentioned running a school magazine to me before the start of school, I asked you for contributions, but you haven't given me a single one until now, but you've given your sister-in-law several..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Fan said unceremoniously, "You also said she's my sister-in-law, we're family, are you?"

Jiang Tiantian couldn't help but chuckle softly as she listened, her cheeks flushed, but the next second she quickly lowered her head, not daring to let anyone see.

An Quan gritted his teeth in anger, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only lightly curse resentfully, "Putting sex before friends."

He didn't dare to let anyone hear it.

He naturally didn't care about Chen Fan, mainly because he was afraid that Jiang Tiantian would hear it.

After all, girls have thin skin, how could he say such a thing?

Especially since they weren't a real couple yet.

So he could only eat vegetables without eating rice during the meal, and also drank a bottle of Chen Fan's good wine fiercely.

As a result, because he drank too much, he used the excuse that his wife was pregnant and should not take risks, and asked Chen Fan to drive them home, which satisfied him and dispelled his anger.

Finally, after Chen Fan had just left, he gently slapped himself.

Yu Keying looked at him in confusion, "What's wrong?"

An Quan sighed faintly, "I forgot to ask him for contributions again."

Yu Keying rolled her eyes, "Even if you and Xiao Fan have a good relationship, you can't just keep taking advantage of him.

He came up with the plans for several of your projects, and now you're still thinking about asking him for contributions?

It's just that the standard of payment for articles is low now, otherwise, according to the market in the 1950s, his short article would cost at least several thousand yuan, aren't you just taking advantage of him for nothing?"

In the 1950s, Ye Shengtao received more than 3,000 yuan for an article in a newspaper, which was almost equivalent to one yuan per word, but that was before the first determination of the standard of payment for articles in New China.

At that time, there was no specific standard of payment for articles, and newspapers and magazines paid according to the writer's reputation.

And that money was returned by Ye Shengtao, and he declared that he would no longer accept payment for articles in the future.

Only then was the standard of payment for articles formulated, and it was reduced a little every few years, and later it was directly cancelled.

So putting Chen Fan in the 1950s, earning thousands of yuan for an article, is really not a joke.

An Quan laughed, helped her to sit on the rattan sofa, and said with a smile, "Do you believe that even if I ask him for it, he won't give it, and ah, maybe he's secretly laughing at this time, thinking that I'm regretting that I forgot to ask for contributions because I was drunk."

Yu Keying was a little dazed, looking at him in confusion, "What do you mean?"

An Quan got up and poured two glasses of water, brought them over and put them on the coffee table, and said softly, "This is the friendship between men, teasing and scolding each other, taking pleasure in taking advantage of each other, but at critical moments, we will definitely help each other.

Lao Chen, Lao Zhang and I are this kind of relationship.

If I'm really polite to him, it means that the friendship is not in place, and if the time is long, it will really become estranged and polite, and the relationship will be gone.

He sat next to his wife, put his arm around her shoulder, and said with a smile, "In short, I won't really take advantage of him, and I will keep the favor of these projects in my heart, and when I find a suitable opportunity, I will return it in a suitable way.

Even if he can't use me, I can also help his wife, and if that doesn't work, helping his sister-in-law is also a kind of reward."

Saying that, he patted Yu Keying's shoulder, "In short, my relationship with him and Lao Zhang is different from others.

Making friends with others is called expanding contacts, but when dealing with them two, the more real the better, and we don't care who takes advantage of whom, because everyone knows it in their hearts, and they will pay it back sooner or later.

It's almost like brothers who settle accounts clearly."

Yu Keying's eyes rolled slightly, and finally she shook her head, "Forget it, I don't understand you men, just know it in your own heart."

Then she stood up, "This place is still too small, I sweat all over when I move, you should seize the time to earn more money and change to a bigger house, not to mention a small western-style building with a yard like Xiao Fan's, at least a decent Shikumen, right?"

With money in her pocket, her ambition has also become higher.

In the past, she was happy to have a place to stay, but now she has also begun to look up to small western-style buildings.

An Quan immediately stood up at attention and saluted, "Yes, I guarantee to complete the task."

...

Chen Fan drove home and walked into the gate humming a song.

He casually closed the door, changed into slippers, and looked around at the same time, "Where is everyone? Did you finish so quickly and go upstairs?"

At this time, Jiang Tiantian came out of the kitchen, hooked her slightly messy hair with her fingers, and looked up to see Chen Fan, "Still humming a song, what's making you so happy?"

Chen Fan laughed, "Didn't Lao An just urge me to ask for contributions, but after a few glasses of wine, he forgot all about it, I guess he should be slapping himself at this time."

Jiang Tiantian was immediately dumbfounded, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Chen Fan walked to the sofa and sat down, "It's not really intentional or unintentional, just playing around.

He's different from you, you do things with your heart, and treat the magazine as a career..."

At this time, Jiang Tiantian poured him a glass of honey water and brought it over, "Don't drink tea at night, drink some honey water, it's good for sleeping."

Chen Fan picked it up and took a sip, "Well, the water temperature is just right."

Then he looked at Jiang Tiantian, who was sitting not far away, and continued what he had just said, "You run a magazine, make a good start, and establish the magazine, so that you can accumulate experience better for the future.

I think social management is getting looser and looser now, maybe in two years, individuals can also run magazines.

At that time, you can come out and run your own publishing house, and use everything you have learned, gained, and known during this period, so that you can make your career bigger.

Lao An's major and interests are not in this area, the magazine is just a platform for him to make contacts and increase his qualifications, as long as it is not too bad, it can be explained.

And in order to facilitate leaving room for growth for later people, the magazine he sponsors cannot be too outstanding, otherwise he will be required by the school to stay and continue to preside over it, which will limit his future, so I don't contribute to him.

Otherwise, based on the fact that he didn't take a penny last year and helped me find materials to build the house, if there is a real need, I will send him the manuscript without him having to ask."

Jiang Tiantian nodded suddenly, "So that's how it is."

She really didn't know the inside story, but she did see a little, these two people are joking, whether there is a real manuscript or not, they don't seem to care.

After a pause of two seconds, she looked at Chen Fan with a bit of doubt in her eyes and asked, "You just said, if the policy allows, let me come out to run my own magazine?"

Chen Fan smiled and said, "I would definitely talk a lot of big principles to others, but to you, I'll tell you the truth."

He deliberately lowered his voice and put on a mysterious look, "I just think the payment for articles is too low, the magazine makes more money, deduct the printing costs and distribution costs, a magazine can earn a dime.

And since last year, many magazines have been raising prices, and maybe they can earn more in the future.

How many big coins can you exchange for just writing novels?

Running your own magazine is different.

I write my own novels and publish them in my own magazine, then isn't the money I earn all my own?

Anyway, you also like literature, so why not keep the wealth from flowing to outsiders, you are responsible for running this magazine, I will be responsible for contributing, and at the same time, the magazine can also collect contributions from the outside, and when we earn money, we will split it in half."

It must be said that from the mid-1970s to the mid-1980s, the price of magazines increased year by year. In 1975, the price of a literary magazine was 0.25 to 0.3 yuan, but by 1985, the price of magazines had risen to more than two yuan. The price of pictorials was even higher, some costing 3 or even 5 yuan.

Under these circumstances, the royalties for writers did not increase much, and were still implemented according to the standards of the 1960s. Although the income of writers was already very high compared to ordinary workers, it was far less than that of their international counterparts.

That's why Zheng Yuanjie started his own "Fairy Tale King" magazine, and later Wang Shuo negotiated royalties with the publisher. After that, the income of writers really began to soar, but that was already in the 1990s.

After listening to Chen Fan's words, Jiang Tiantian's lips parted slightly, not knowing what to say.

She thought to herself, 'You still think the royalties are low? Your books have been published abroad. Are there any writers with higher royalties than you in the past two years?'

However, she certainly wouldn't say such things. When she came back to her senses, she just pursed her lips and smiled slightly, "Let's just split it fifty-fifty. If there really is a day when private individuals can run publishing houses, I will definitely help you."

Chen Fan nodded in satisfaction, "Work hard, study hard, and strive to make the publishing house bigger and stronger in the future, so that writers will compete to please you."

Jiang Tiantian couldn't help but chuckle, "I wouldn't dare to think about that."

She looked at Chen Fan, and after a few seconds, she suddenly looked up at the second floor, of course only seeing the ceiling.

At the same time, pointing to the upstairs, she said, "Lili has boiled bathwater for you upstairs. You can go up to take a bath and rest when you're done."

Chen Fan picked up the cup, finished it in one gulp, and then exhaled a breath of hot air. He stood up and smiled, "Okay, I'll go up first. You should also go up early to wash up and sleep."

Jiang Tiantian sat in her place, listening to the sound of footsteps going upstairs. She turned her head and looked for a long time, then took a deep breath, picked up the water glass on the coffee table, and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

Her mind was still thinking about Chen Fan's words just now, can individuals really run publishing houses?

......

In the next few days, Chen Fan frantically typed away at the computer.

Language, writing, religion, political structure, humanities, geography, customs, ......

Chen Fan cursed inwardly as he typed, 'Damn it, there's too much to sort out. I don't know if ten days will be enough.'

If not, then 20 days.

Anyway, only Lili has heard me brag, she won't expose me, right?!

In fact, he only needs to slightly sort out the excerpted materials. The key lies in combining some of them with the Dou Qi and magic he designed, and making logical explanations.

For example, design a constellation battle skill, and then create an earth warrior. I use the Alps as my martial soul, and shatter your Galaxy Starburst magic with one punch. Or take the Atlantic Ocean as my teacher, creating the boundless Dou Qi of the sea, which can compete with legendary magicians who communicate with the stars, and suppress an era.

It's about like that.

But even with just these, it's enough to annoy Chen Fan.

Whenever he felt irritable, he would think of Cameron, that old man actually spent 15 years designing a whole set of social backgrounds for the Avatars, truly from language to customs, from clothing to social structure, that was really outrageous.

Then he could quickly calm down, and his fingers typed a flurry on the keyboard.

After about ten days, he finally completed the background sorting on time on August 8th, without losing face in front of Lili.

The next step is to write the novel outline.

Entering August, the weather became increasingly hot.

And the computer at this time had high power, and when the machine was turned on, it not only buzzed, but also continuously emitted heat, making the room like a steamer.

Even if the window was opened and the electric fan was blowing, it was useless.

Jiang Lili came in with a basin of frozen mung bean soup, her brows slightly furrowed. When she walked to the table and put the mung bean soup in front of Chen Fan, she said, "It's too hot, drink some of this to cool down."

Chen Fan didn't say anything, just sped up his fingers, typing non-stop.

After two minutes, he stopped, leaned back and exhaled a long breath, and looked up at Jiang Lili who was waiting quietly beside him, and smiled, "Done."

Then he picked up the soup bowl and gulped down several large mouthfuls.

Jiang Lili's eyes were full of surprise, "Is it finished?"

Chen Fan nodded, put the soup bowl aside, and said with a smile, "The social background has just been sorted out. The next step is to write the novel outline. If all goes well, I should be able to complete the first Western fantasy novel before the end of the summer vacation."

Jiang Lili bent down and leaned in front of the computer, a heat wave hitting her face. She didn't change her expression, looked at the word count statistics below the document, and her pupils instantly dilated, "More than a million words?"

Then she turned to look at Chen Fan, "You wrote more than a million words in 10 days?"

Chen Fan shook his head and smiled, "It's not writing, it's sorting out information. A lot of it was excerpted when I was researching before, I just need to copy it over, there's not much that really needs to be typed."

Jiang Lili said with emotion, "That's still amazing."

After a pause, she wrinkled her nose and said softly, "You've been working hard these days, and I don't know what's going on with my sister. She used to come back for lunch at noon, but now she doesn't even come back at noon. If it weren't for the fear of danger at night, I think she wouldn't even be willing to come home on time at night. I don't know what she's busy with."

Chen Fan frowned slightly, "You've been bringing me food these days, I didn't notice. Well, this definitely won't work, I have to criticize her."

Of course, he could guess why Jiang Tiantian was working so hard, but it's just running a publishing house, and it's not like they have to rush to do it now, there's no need to be so desperate, right?

He must educate her when she comes back at night.

Hearing Chen Fan's words, Jiang Lili nodded lightly with a smile, "You have to say this, she won't listen to me."

When she said this, there was a hint of weirdness in her eyes, but Chen Fan was still sitting in the chair and couldn't see it.

After a pause, she pouted, "You and sister are both so hardworking, shouldn't I spend more time in the laboratory? But I can't bear to leave you."

Chen Fan laughed and took her hand and said, "I just said I was going to criticize Tiantian, and you want to work overtime, do you want to be criticized too?"

Looking at Jiang Lili's charming and silly smile, he said again, "You have to eat one bite at a time, and things have to be done step by step. I'm busy because I'm only busy these few days. Once the background information is sorted out, it will be very simple to write as many novels as I want.

As for Tiantian, I will give her some advice later. Work can never be finished, and you have to pay attention to your health even if you work hard."

He took Jiang Lili's hand and said, "When the time is right in the future, Tiantian can host her own publishing house, I'll just write things at home, and you can open your own clothing store like those old tailors, specializing in making your own clothes. Do you think that's good?"

Jiang Lili's eyes turned slightly and she smiled, "We all have a bright future?!"

Chen Fan blinked, almost thinking she had also transmigrated, but seeing that her eyes were still bright, he nodded and smiled, "Yes, we all have a bright future."

After a pause, Jiang Lili looked at the computer and suddenly changed the subject, "Xiaofan, it's too hot like this. I remember the machinery factory sent you an air conditioner last year, why don't we ask them to send it over?"

Chen Fan thought for a while, "Forget it, it's too much trouble."

He looked up and smiled, "Calculating the time, Zhou Yali should be coming soon, right?"

Hearing him mention Zhou Yali, Jiang Lili's face was immediately full of smiles, "She sent a telegram last time, saying she would come in early August. Today is already August 8th, so it's probably a matter of tomorrow or the day after."

Chen Fan chuckled, "When she comes, she will definitely bring US dollars. The Shanghai Refrigerator Factory produces three-phase power window air conditioners, so we can just spend money to buy one directly."

Jiang Lili covered her mouth and chuckled, "You just bully her."

Chen Fan shook his head, "How can you say it's bullying, it's more like unity and friendship. Besides,"

He said, pointing to the computer, "This book is going to be published and distributed by their family's publishing house. Is there anything wrong with improving the living conditions of me, this cousin and contracted writer, both publicly and privately?"

Jiang Lili looked up and giggled, "No problem, no problem at all."

After Chen Fan finished drinking the mung bean soup, she took the soup bowl down, and soon brought up a basin of ice cubes.

She put the ice cubes on the table, then pulled over a chair and sat next to him, holding a large cattail leaf fan, fanning the cold air from the ice cubes towards Chen Fan.

Chen Fan smiled at her, gently touched her head, then saved the sorted information to a floppy disk, created a new document, and began to create a novel outline.

Since this novel is prepared for European and American countries, Chen Fan is writing in English for both the background information and the outline.

The novels he creates later will also be like this.

Under his training, Jiang Lili's English is also good, so she sits next to him and watches, fanning with the cattail leaf fan, her eyes showing bursts of amazement from time to time.