"Nie Yongsheng" guides each of Nie Mingcheng's works, as long as he can get income, "Nie Yongsheng" can get one-third of the share.

Note that it is the "income", that is, all the money generated from the work, not just the manuscript fee!

"Nie Yongsheng" has always paid attention to the settlement of accounts between father and son, so such an agreement must be implemented in black and white.

"Dad, is it necessary to do this?"

Nie Mingcheng really can't complain, he is his father's own son, how can he talk about it and get to the point of signing a contract?

Anne didn't speak, just glanced at Nie Mingcheng lightly.

The look in his eyes seemed to say, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Sign it, and let's start working together.

If you don't sign, you kid will go where you kid should go, and the young pestle is here to get an eyesore!

Nie Mingcheng was so frightened by this look that he didn't dare to talk nonsense, he took out a pen directly from his jacket pocket, and signed the "contract" that his father had just drafted.

It's actually a thin piece of paper with a few simple terms written on it.

Nie Mingcheng is cowardly and cowardly, but he is not a fool, he knows his father's "true temperament" better than his five sisters, so he still read it carefully several times before signing his name.

I was sure that there was no problem, but it was clear that "Nie Yongsheng" would help guide the "labor fee" of the work, and there was no trap for him, so Nie Mingcheng signed with confidence.

"Okay, this contract is in duplicate, one for each of us. ”

Anne dried her share of the signature ink, folded it gently, tucked it into a small notebook, and carefully put it away.

Nie Mingcheng didn't care so much, he casually stuffed the piece of paper into his pocket.

He looked at Anne eagerly, "Dad, I have agreed to your request, and I have signed it." You see, "Can you give me a guide next?"

Anne didn't look at the manuscript returned by Nie Mingcheng at all, but took out two magazines from her briefcase and handed them to Nie Mingcheng.

Nie Mingcheng looked down and saw that the two magazines were: "Storyteller" and "Story Club".

"Story Club" Nie Mingcheng once read, this magazine has been published for many years, it used to be semi-annual and bimonthly, and now it has become a monthly magazine.

The stories published above are all Chinese and foreign stories, as well as folklore, as well as short and medium stories created by writers.

The stories are not large, the rhythm is tight, the plot is wonderful, and the variety is colorful, which is suitable for all ages and classes such as students and workers.

The magazine "Storyteller", Nie Mingcheng saw it for the first time, and it is estimated that it is a new magazine that has just been established not long ago.

"Dad-" Nie Mingcheng took two magazines and didn't rush to flip through them, but looked at Annie.

"Take it back and take a good look at how people write stories. ”

Anne said lightly, "Can you write? It doesn't matter if you can't write, you follow your grandparents all day long, and you listen to their stories, you can sort out the stories they tell." ”

"Grandma told me the story?" Hearing Anne's words, Nie Mingcheng's eyes lit up.

yes, how did he forget about it?

The grandfather and grandmother of the Nie family are not ordinary rural old men and old ladies.

Grandpa Nie roamed the rivers and lakes when he was young, and he also served as a nurse and bodyguard of the pseudo-chief family, and he has seen the world, and he has a legendary experience that ordinary old farmers can't even imagine!

Grandma Nie is a midwife, walking for ten miles with a pair of small feet, seeing more parents, hearing enough anecdotes, and saving a belly of stories.

Later, the two old men got old and lived with Nie Yongsheng, the most promising son, and by the way, they also helped take care of a few children.

The old people in the countryside, no matter how enlightened they are, prefer boys in their bones.

Because in the countryside, men not only mean what blood inheritance, but more importantly, they represent labor.

With a strong labor like a man, he can farm the land and collect food, and the family can have enough to eat.

Therefore, Grandpa Nie and Grandma Nie like Nie Mingcheng very much!

Holding Nie Mingcheng all day long and not letting go, in order to coax the child, the old couple even searched for stories and thought of stories, and every time they heard Nie Mingcheng's eyes widen with excitement.

Nie Mingcheng likes literature so much and likes to use words to tell stories, also because he has listened to too many stories since he was a child and has been enlightened in related aspects.

"Gee, I didn't think of that. ”

The more Nie Mingcheng thought about it, the more feasible he felt, when he was a child, he listened to a stomach full of stories, and those stories were not old-fashioned pediatrics such as "the wolf is coming" and "there is an old monk in the temple", but legendary jokes full of folk characteristics.

Some of them are still Grandpa Nie's personal experience, and outsiders will feel wonderful and novel when they hear it.

Smack, smack!

Nie Mingcheng only patted his head in annoyance.

Oh, he's so stupid, how can he only think about what prose and poetry to write, but forget that there is such a subject as short stories?

It's not just newspapers, it's also magazines!

After complaining to himself for a while, Nie Mingcheng looked at the magazine in his hand, and suddenly realized: This magazine is not a newspaper, an old newspaper or something, you can wrap something and practice big characters when you get it back, and the magazine can't do anything except sell scrap.

But my father still spent money to buy two copies, why?

It is estimated that my father had long expected that he would ask him for help, and he had already thought about the next direction of submission!

Terrible!

My father is really like what others say, take one step and look at three steps.

Just now, because he was forced to sign a contract, Nie Mingcheng was still a little uncomfortable in his heart.

But at this moment, all the complaints and unhappiness turned into admiration and admiration!

In addition, Nie Mingcheng is also very fortunate and happy: with such an able person to help guide, his literary road will definitely be smoother.

I don't know if it's Nie Mingcheng's psychological role, or "Nie Yongsheng", the father, who played a role, and the first short story written by Nie Mingcheng was successfully hired by "Storyteller".

Nie Mingcheng's article is not a 1,000-word essay, but a 3,000-word short story.

The number of words increases, and the manuscript fee increases.

Nie Mingcheng received a manuscript fee of seventeen yuan at one time.

Looking at the amount on the remittance slip, Nie Mingcheng was so happy that he couldn't help himself.

He can really rely on literature to eat.

It's not a one-shot deal, but it can be written down for a long time.

Because, in Nie Mingcheng's mind, there are hundreds of such little stories.

"Seventeen dollars in total, seven for you, and the rest will be mine!" said Anne Lisso.

"Hmm, Dad, no, no!" Nie Mingcheng was excited, and he couldn't wait to rush to the room immediately and write another seventy or eighty short stories.

But when I heard my father's words, I suddenly woke up, and the share they said was one-third, but why did my father take more than half of it?

"What's wrong? I don't need money to buy you magazines?"

Anne rolled her eyes angrily, "One-third is just the cost of my ideas and directing your work, not including a series of investments such as buying magazines!"

Nie Mingcheng: ......