Restart the Flying Age

　　 At five o'clock in the afternoon, dinner time at Binhu Middle School.

　　 When Wu Tao returned to the water conservancy station, he was catching up with the postman with a green hat and talking to the guardian Tang.

　　 "Uncle Tang, does your water conservancy station have Wu Tao? I have him an urgent telegram here."

　　 Uncle Tang is very old, but his eyes are smooth and smooth. He pointed at Wu Tao and said, "Hey, it's him."

　　 The postman is a **** young man. He turned around and confirmed according to the procedure: "Are you Wu Tao himself? Do you have a seal?"

　　 He certainly doesn't have a seal, but he remembers that it is necessary to receive registered mail or telegram in rural areas.

　　 "I am Wu Tao himself, yes, Uncle Tang can prove it. Can I sign a word without a seal?" Wu Tao said, winking at Uncle Tang.

　　Uncle Tang is already familiar with him, so he added something painlessly: "Xiao Chen, he's still a student. It's normal to have no seal. Give him a telegram, don't be so rigid."

　　 The postman glanced at Uncle Tang and said, "Okay, just make an exception for Uncle Tang's face."

　　 Wu Tao signed the letter and expanded the content of the telegram to take a look: Quickly call back to PhoenixMiles Editorial Department: 027-……

　　 After reading the telegram, Wu Tao chuckled, staring at the phone in the reception room, with a flattering expression: "Uncle Tang, be accommodating, lend me a call."

　　Uncle Tang glared, "That's not okay, my phone is for public use, so I can't use it casually."

　　 "Uncle Tang, I am in a hurry. It is related to a business of several thousand yuan. When I make money, I will buy a pack of cigarettes to honor you."

　　 Uncle Tang's expression softened and said, "Okay, you can hit it. I'm telling you, I'm looking at you in an emergency, not as an example."

　　 "Thank you Uncle Tang!"

　　 grabbed the phone, Barabara dialed it. Uncle Tang was so anxious that he was a little excited, please take it lightly!

　　 As soon as the phone rang, he was picked up.

　　 "Hey, my soulmate editorial department."

　　 "I am Wu Tao." Wu Tao opened the door and revealed his identity.

　　 The other party was obviously stagnated before he realized: "Oh, are you the author of "The Sound of the Waves Are Still"?"

"Yes."

　　 Once the identity was confirmed, the other party immediately came to the spirit and said: "I am Wang Chao, deputy editor in chief, Mr. Wu, you finally called."

　　 "Yeah." Wu Tao, who was in the stage of voice change, pressed his throat, cherishing the words as gold as possible to avoid exposing his age.

Wang Chao naturally couldn't think of the trickiness in this, and said straightforwardly: "There is a reason to contact you urgently this time. The sample of this issue will be published tomorrow, and we plan to edit your manuscript as the cover article. So I must confirm with you. Now, is the copyright of your manuscript still in hand?"

　　 "Yes." Wu Tao said calmly, but secretly couldn't help being excited, the cover story, it seems that the other party is very optimistic about his manuscript.

　　 Wang Chaoda breathed a sigh of relief: "In this issue, we use'choice is more important than hard work' as the cover article, and the story of a drop of honey will be the cover article for the next issue. Mr. Wu, do you have any comments?"

"No comment."

　　 "With regard to the remuneration, it is necessary for me to talk to you in detail, Mr. Wu."

　　 "Well, you said."

"Yes, your article and writing style are very suitable for the needs of our magazine. So we hope to sign a columnist agreement with you, and you must make sure to submit at least 4 articles to us every year. If you agree, then your The author's remuneration standard will enjoy the famous standard, which is 1,000 words per thousand; if you don’t want to, you can only follow the standard of 800 words per thousand."

　　 Such a condition must be promised! In China, this standard is absolutely the best.

　　 But Wu Tao didn't want the other party to feel too anxious, so he deliberately pondered for a while.

Wang Chao's heart suddenly lifted, and it was embarrassing to be silent on the phone, so he hesitated and said: "Mr. Wu, I know that it is a bit difficult to submit 4 high-quality manuscripts a year. But the manuscript fee standard of our magazine, It’s definitely the highest in the industry. So..."

　　 "No problem, editor Wang, I can sign." Before he finished speaking, Wu Tao gave a positive answer.

Wang Chao on the other end of the phone couldn't help but clenched his fist excitedly: "That's great, Mr. Wu. I will send you the columnist's agreement contract, the recording notice and the manuscript fee for these two articles together. According to the thousand characters. The standard settlement is 1000. Both of your articles have a word count of 1,67. Calculated by 2,000 words, the total cost is 4,000 yuan. It will be available in four days. Please check it carefully."

"OK."

　　 "Then first? Mr. Wu?"

　　 said goodbye, Wu Tao hung up the phone, and his arms trembled involuntarily.

　　 "Are you sick? Your arms are shaking like this?" Uncle Tang said with a serious face of'I care about you'.

　　 Wu Tao almost had an internal injury. Forget it, I am excited and happy today, so I don’t care about you.

　　 After half an hour, An Rong had dinner and found the water conservancy station. She saw Wu Tao sitting at the desk with a serious face.

　　 "Wu Tao, what's the matter with you, what happened?" An Rong was confused, and Wu Tao, who hadn't noticed the prank at all, was holding back very hard.

　　 "An Rong, my two contributions..."

　　 "What happened to the submission?" An Rong asked impatiently, "Isn't it? In fact, you don't have to be discouraged..."

　　 "It's all over!"

　　 "Wh, what?" An Rong's mood couldn't change for a while.

　　 Next moment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ She has been picked up by Wu Tao who is excited.

　　 Since his rebirth, this is the first time he has been recognized by the world, and he has gained a lot of money. How can this make him not not excited enough, not excited?

　　 An Rong was also a little dizzy and happy dizzy by his emotions.

　　 When she heard that both of Wu Tao's articles were selected as cover articles, she was even more stunned. As for the subsequent columnist contract, she slapped Wu Tao's cheek with excitement.

"You are the best!"

　　 With a lot of excitement, the two of them got closer and closer. As a result, when he returned to the classroom from self-study in the evening, Zhao Li could see the undiminished blush on An Rongqiao's face at a glance.

　　 "You two kissed?"

　　 Wu Tao was annoyed by the question. At that time, he wanted not to tell her about the draft.

　　 "Are you two that?"

　　 "Shut up, what are you thinking about all day long..." Wu Tao said flatly, "I received a reply from the Zhiyin magazine."

　　 "What?" Zhao Li suddenly became nervous, "Have you finished the draft?"

　　 "It's over, both papers have been passed." Wu Tao explained: "But the recording notice and the manuscript fee will take a few days to arrive."

　　 "Really?" Zhao Li stood up, her excitement immediately attracted the attention of the whole class, which was not much better than An Rong.

　　 Wu Tao quickly took her to sit down and said, "Don't be so excited! Now you can rest assured, we are determined to win!"

　　 Zhao Li's big eyes rolled around, "Or, while everyone doesn't know about it, let's add some more bets, maybe there will be unexpected surprises..."

　　 "Is this bad?" With the contribution fee, Wu Tao doesn't care about the small amount of money anymore.

　　 "This girl is Jiang Taigong fishing, I hope you will get the bait!" Zhao Li proudly said.