Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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Yang Rui came to pick up his takeaway.

One meal of beef a day is really common for the middle school students of later generations, but in 1982, only small township restaurants like Shi Gui could provide it, but in big cities with tight tickets, Yang Rui I can't afford it.

Of course, without meat tickets, the price of beef is also quite obvious. After more than a week, Yang Rui spent two draft fees, which is equivalent to eating an adult's salary.

Even so, Yang Rui was content with it. The effect of taking a lot of high protein is very good. I can already feel the muscle swelling obviously. After two months, maybe I can grow taller.

As for the manuscript of the watch, it only takes a few minutes to select, and a few minutes to extract and rewrite, and it is not as important as the body.

Seeing Hu Yanshan and his party, Yang Rui was only puzzled for a moment, and walked over without stopping.

Hu Yanshan suddenly didn't know what to say, and asked him where the money came from? See if he really received the manuscript fee?

If people don't say it, what can I do? If it was Yang Rui in the past, Hu Yanshan didn't even bother to ask, just grabbed it and looked at it.

But now Yang Rui... Hu Yanshan inexplicably thought of the group of people around the bench press frame at the west end of the playground. After this period of training, not to mention how much these guys have become stronger, their relationship with Yang Rui is much closer. Boys who grew up in the villages and towns are not afraid to fight. Temper, unpredictable results.

"Master, do you have a letter from me?" Just as Hu Yanshan was thinking wildly, Yang Rui had already walked to the reception room, took the takeaway, handed another cigarette to the concierge, and started looking for the remittance slip for himself.

The dog-headed military commander didn't have as many worries as Hu Yanshan, and ran up three steps in two steps, and said with a smile: "Yang Rui, have you made a pen pal?"

As he spoke, his eyes rolled around.

For people in the 1990s, making pen pals is like chatting with strangers on QQ. Some people can chat for several years, and some people write more than ten pages at a time, and send and receive letters four or five times a month.

Similarly, just as students chatting on QQ will cover up their behavior by learning to type, students who make pen pals will also cover up by learning to write. The school's communication room has letters from all over the country almost every day.

Yang Rui turned his head to look at him, and said, "Are you that Dong?"

"Brothers call me Junshi Dong.

"The dog-headed military division imitated the scene and bowed its hands.

Yang Rui let out an "oh", and took out a few letters that belonged to him from the pile of letters in the window.

He submitted a manuscript for the first time, worried that the review would not be successful, so he sent different articles to many magazines, and prepared to send the rejected manuscripts in a circular mail in the future.

However, at the beginning of the era, there were so many magazines and so few high-level manuscripts, it was beyond his expectation. Most of the magazines published his manuscripts one after another. time of arrival.

The dog-headed strategist had sharp eyes, and he saw the big characters "Secondary Chemistry" all at once.

"There is really a manuscript fee..." He muttered to himself.

Yang Rui chuckled, pricked the envelope in his hand, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Hey, Yang Rui, Yang Rui, take a look." The dog-headed military commander stopped him.

Students in this era all have a heart for literature and art, and the dog-headed military division has also posted poems and novels to understand some issues of manuscript fees.

He calculated clearly in his mind that the manuscript fee for an article is usually tens of yuan. Only one of the top magazines like "People's Literature" has a capped manuscript fee of one thousand words, but no matter how you calculate it, one or two manuscript fees are not enough. Yang Rui opened his mouth to eat beef.

Yang Rui must have other ways to make money.

According to this, the dog-headed military division wanted to prove it.

Yang Rui was not very happy and asked, "Do you want to read my letter?"

Naturally, private letters cannot be read by others.

"That's not what it means." The dog-headed strategist sold Shi Gui in a blink of an eye, pointed at him and said, "This guy said you collected a lot of manuscript fees, I'm just curious."

Looking at manuscript fees and reading letters has completely different meanings.

Shi Gui was in a hurry: "What do you mean, what did I say, you asked..."

"I asked, and then you said it." Dong Junshi was very smart, turned his head and smiled: "Yang Rui, brothers have heard about it, and no one thought of it. There is also a great writer in our school. Hey, take out the manuscript fee and let us learn a lot."

Yang Rui took a deep look at Shi Gui, knowing what was going on.

Here, although Shi Gui has a big mouth, it is not hard to guess what other people are thinking.

"Okay. Let you take a look." Yang Rui quickly browsed through the sources of the letters, and opened one of them firmly in his heart, thinking: Brighten your kryptonite dog eyes.

A group of people at the school gate gathered around. Those present had never seen what a manuscript fee was like.

Hu Yanshan rubbed his feet, and quietly stood on the outer circle. He is not short, and he can see Yang Rui's movements inside with a little tap of his foot.

I saw a letter from the "Science Life" magazine, which was torn from the edge by Yang Rui.

Inside was not a remittance slip, but a page of folded text messages.

Yang Rui unfolded it slowly, and it turned out that it was the notice that his "Biosphere" was published in the popular science magazine "Science Pictorial".

Different from those small science papers, this "Biosphere" is a popular science article written by Yang Rui himself. It is based on the upcoming Biosphere 2 experiment in the United States, which is a miniature artificial ecological cycle system that tries to simulate the earth's environment.

The Biosphere 2 experiment is very famous and very meaningful. It is to test whether human beings can survive without the earth.

If possible, the so-called moon immigrants and the so-called Mars immigrants have the minimum biological basis.

If not, no matter how advanced the rockets and spacecraft are, they cannot allow humans to colonize Mars.

In other words, the prerequisite for emigrating to outer space is the success of the biosphere experiment. This is the case in this era, and it is also the case in the 21st century.

Without the prerequisite for the success of the biosphere experiment, all reports on immigration to outer space are hooligans played by ignorant reporters.

Unfortunately, the Biosphere 2 experiment failed.

However, in 1982, people were still full of expectations for the Biosphere 2 experiment that had not yet started, and many wonderful cosmic imaginations were filled all over the world.

This is the best popular science topic.

The most important thing is that this kind of popular science article can be written for a long time, and it doesn’t need too good writing style. Just relying on rigorous reasoning to prove the inevitable failure of Biosphere 2 is already a beautiful popular science article.

Therefore, Yang Rui wrote a 30,000-word article without hesitation based on what he knew, part of the knowledge he had learned, and some materials, which were divided into two parts and sent to Science Pictorial.

This is also the popular science magazine with the highest manuscript fee that Yang Rui knows, 65 yuan for 1,000 words, and 2,145 yuan for 33,000 words, which is more than Secretary Yang’s salary for two years, enough to buy a 14-inch black and white TV set. It's simply unbearable to look at.

Now that the publication notice has come, Yang Rui won't need to waste time doing copywriting for a long time to come.

It is also very interesting to end your own plagiarism with your own articles.

But Dong Junshi and the others fell into deep shock.

This is "Science Pictorial".

The students of West Fort Middle School may not know that the single issue of "Science Pictorial" has millions of copies at this time, and they may not understand how terrifying the concept of millions of copies is, and they may not guess that this is a record. The record-setting magazine of the decade.

But who hasn't read "Science Pictorial"?

"Yang Rui, will your article be published in Science Pictorial?" Shi Gui spoke earlier than the others. Although he was 30 years old and was busy running restaurants, Shi Gui would occasionally read "Science Pictorial" in this age of youth.

How can people who live in the town not read "Science Pictorial"!

Yang Rui nodded slightly, and said: "It should be the next issue, it seems to have jumped the queue."

"Ah!" Dong Junshi suddenly called out: "No matter which magazine you publish in, what about the manuscript fee? How much is the manuscript fee?"

He really wanted to prove that Yang Rui had other ways to get money.

"It should be in another letter." Yang Rui calmly found another envelope with "Science Pictorial" written on it. He is not prepared to hide his income, at least the current income does not need to be hidden, otherwise, his current and future large expenses will be unexplainable.

On the other hand, with the beginning of reform and opening up, manuscript fees have gradually become a clean source of income, and the benefits of publishing them outweigh the disadvantages.

The thin envelope was gently cut open.

Yang Rui directly took out the remittance slip inside, and showed it openly in front of everyone.

. Yuan.

A few simple Arabic numerals, like a sound absorber, silence the surroundings.

The difficult uppercase numbers are even more obvious to Dong Junshi.