The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993 Chapter 102

Chapter 102, competing for shock

I really want to laugh up to the sky.

Niang Xipi's!

It's not easy! I made the old man wait for more than 20 days, and I was so worried!

Fortunately, the result is not bad!

The result is really not bad!

Not bad! ! !

Shu Xin smiled and also handed the editor's letter to Du Shuangling: "This letter has special meaning to me, keep it well."

Du Shuangling raised her eyebrows and smiled softly, "um", and she couldn't wait to read it.

Just when Zhang Xuan and Du Shuangling were delighted to edit the letter, a table of adults were scrambling to circulate the money order.

Compete to sigh!

scramble to be shocked!

Competing to lose their voices!

No, because the amount on the remittance slip is too large.

is too big!

The big one is out of shape!

More than 10,000, a full 10,200 yuan.

10200 yuan!

What is this concept?

A table of adults has lost the concept, I just think that it is really easy to earn money for cultural people!

A few days ago, Zhang Xuan harvested several thousand yuan from magazines and newspapers, and now he has received a terrifying remittance slip of ten thousand yuan!

Collect more than 10,000 yuan at one time?

What level is this?

What income level is this?

In the nearby Shili Baxiang, how many of them can achieve an annual income of more than 10,000?

Don't say ten thousand! 5100 yuan for a half discount, how many are there?

How many are there?

Few!

Then make another half, and how much is the annual income of 2550?

how many?

At least half of the families in the village have not reached this level of income!

At this moment, all the people here truly appreciate the money charm of words!

At this moment, Zhang Xuan is the only light in the dark world in the eyes of everyone, and his body is flashing with a strange brilliance.

Even Ruan Xiuqin was smiling all the time, almost not closing her mouth.

And although Ai Qing has always looked calm, she really believed in the fact that Zhang Xuan had already earned 150,000 with words.

The first half of this meal was spent drinking and chatting, and the second half was spent circulating editorial letters and sample journals.

Zhang Xuan, who was caught by a table of people asking questions, was helpless and happy, and even a little proud in his heart.

What is life?

This **** is a happy life!

Patiently, he explained to everyone what the east wind, west wind and calm wind are, again and again.

The rain kept falling, and it got bigger and bigger, and the pesized raindrops hit the ground, ticking.

After four o'clock in the afternoon, Duke Dong drove Santana to the intersection and picked up the mother and daughter.

The car had just left Shangcun, and Ai Qing, who had been arrogant all day, turned around and asked for the sample magazine from Du Shuangling, flipped through it, and said nothing.

Then he had to go through the editor's letter and read it silently, word by word. After a long pause, he said to Du Kedong:

"This book is good, much better than those martial arts novels that you only know about fighting and killing. You can also read it."

Du Kedong, who was driving the car, was surprised. He glanced at the sample magazine and knew that it must have something to do with Zhang Xuan.

But he didn't understand why his daughter-in-law, who had never been nice to Zhang Xuan, had changed her **** today?

Could it be that what kind of tricks are hidden in this book?

Could it be that there is still some kind of amazing talent?

How can you make your daughter-in-law praise you for the first time ever?

Daughter-in-law actually "joined the enemy", I didn't understand!

One look at Ai Qing, whose expression was still indifferent, and another look still indifferent, Du Kedong thought he had an illusion.

The next second, he turned around and smiled and asked his daughter, "What did your mother just say?"

Du Shuangling smiled and glanced at her mother, and explained happily: "Zhang Xuan has written a new book, which is being serialized on People's Literature. My dear mother is his first fan."

Yo!

This time Du Kedong understood, but he was even more surprised!

I'm more curious about what Zhang Xuan wrote?

Let my daughter-in-law, who is prouder than a peacock, change her attitude.

In the evening, Du Kedong rubbed his sore eyes, and when he entered the room, he quietly asked Ai Qing, "Is this book written by Zhang Xuan?"

Ai Qing was applying face cream in front of the mirror, but just gave a faint "um".

Coincidentally, in the west bedroom on the second floor, Wu Guorui took the sample magazine and said to Du Jingling:

"Look, look, what is eyesight? Shuangling is called eyesight, and she developed a pair of brilliant eyes six years ago."

Du Jingling didn't answer. After reading the editor's letter, she fell silent.

Since "Wind Sound" was serialized on People's Literature, the old Zhang family has changed again.

! That status, in the village, it is a rushing up!

In the whole Shangcun, there is a family that counts as one family. Everyone knows that the old Zhang family will pay 10,000 yuan for the manuscript when he makes a move, and his literary works are serialized in major newspapers and magazines.

is really capable!

is really promising!

It is true that I sat in the Wencang, God admires the face, it is different!

When everyone mentioned Zhang Xuan, the goddess said: That is the dragon in the mountain nest, the hidden golden dragon, and now the golden dragon is born.

Ruan Xiuqin has a better life now and is respected wherever she goes. I have heard more good things in half a month than in half a lifetime.

And when Zhang Ping goes out now, everyone says that this is Zhang Xuan's sister, and his younger brother is a college student or a great writer.

Although she is not smart, she can see now that her younger brother is getting more powerful, and she is also bright on her face. Even if she married into Ouyang's family in the future, with such a promising younger brother and such a useful family, no one would bully her.

Zhang Ping thinks about the life she lives now, like a fairy, she can wake up laughing when she dreams.

The changes of 's mother and eldest sister were written on his face, and Zhang Xuan naturally saw it in his eyes. But he didn't care much, as long as his family was doing well, he felt that it was worth it, and that life was meaningful.

evening.

turned on the tape recorder and released Zhou Huimin's extravagant voice. The old man, tired of writing articles, sat on the threshold, rubbing the dog's head.

After being kicked day after day, the yellow dog now recognizes its position in the old Zhang family and is honest.

Now as long as he sits on the threshold, the yellow dog will crawl to his feet, squinting, and obediently sending the dog's head.

"Dog, call one."

"Wang~"

"Dog, call two."

"Wang Wang~"

"Dog, call three."

"Wow wow wow wow..."

"Three" is too complicated. Gouzi means that a humble dog can't understand.

But the dog had no choice but to grin and keep barking until the owner's eyes changed, and then he hurriedly lowered his head and shut up.

"Zhang Xuan, you are really going back the more you live, even the dogs are bullying!"

Just when Zhang Xuan closed his eyes and shook his head listening to Zhou's wife singing, a tricycle came to the intersection, and Yang Yongjian choked him when he got out of the car.

"Yo! Our old classmates are here!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhang Xuan opened his eyes at the right time, kicked the unsightly dog, smiled, and sent a wooden scoop of cool well water.

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