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Chapter 20 Signing the New Dream Club

"Oh? Show me." Xiao Liu said with a smile, taking the novel handed over by Nagato August. The cover of the novel is very fresh, simple and beautiful, with a seven-star ladybug attached to it. There is a large blank space next to it, and the name of the book is simply written on it - Feng Xizhu.

However, just from this somewhat inexplicable name, Xiao Liu couldn't see what the book was written in. Most of the novels and comics are the same. You can see a rough idea from the name, but there are also some novels and comics that can't be seen at all, such as the book in Xiao Liu's hand at this time.

Xiao Liu was not in a hurry to make an evaluation. If the name of this book is bad, there is no doubt that it is unquestionable. However, it is precisely because of this that even if the name is bad, it can be published, which undoubtedly shows one thing, that is, the content of this novel must be very special or very exciting, otherwise it would be impossible to publish it.

Xiao Liu opened the book.

Like ordinary Japanese novels, the beginning of this book does not directly enter the theme center like "The Slave of Money" written by Xiaoliu.

The first line reads:

I cannot catch it, I cannot see it, I cannot keep it, I can only feel it quietly, it escapes from my arms, flys until it is far away, this is undoubtedly sad, painful, and unacceptable. There are many things in this world that can be retained, and there are many things that cannot be retained. Among them, time cannot be retained at all. I know that I know this deeply, and that far away from it is like the irrevocable time still disappears.

The beautiful words on the first line made Xiao Liu hold his breath slightly, as if he could immerse his heart in it and calm down in an instant.

Xiao Liu did not stop and continued to watch, the second line:

Just like the happy times in the past, they are ultimately passed, and they are irreversible and can't be restored and stayed. Time is unstoppable, as if the wheel of history is the wheel of history, and no one can stand in front of it. Its departure declares the end, and I can't resist. However, at that time, I did not realize that I was still on the verge of no way out.

Ming Chongze is also. This is the name of the protagonist of this novel. Judging from the name, it seems to be a boy.

As she continued to watch, Xiao Liu gradually understood the meaning of Feng playing with insects, but it was a bit unfavorable. The insects could be regarded as croaking insects, but who is Feng? The dead cat? Or the little bird that struggled and left from his arms? Or, it is all irreversible people? Or, it is fate?

This book tells the story of the life of the protagonist Ming Chongzeye in the last period of his life. Although the novel begins with sadness, painful moans, and almost endless confiding, as Xiao Liu continues to watch, the life of the protagonist Ming Chongzeye begins to become rich and colorful, friends, **, beautiful girls, funny plots, and interesting clips. However, when these expressions are expressed, sadness follows one after another.

The cuckoo is also destined to leave this world. As the disease intensifies, he is powerless to resist. Hope is shattered in an instant, boredom comes back again, and the suffocating pain appears again.

All humor turns into sadness, making people sigh at the impermanence of fate and indescribable affliction.

Even at the end of the novel, the protagonist's struggle still did not improve the situation. As it was written at the beginning, everything could no longer be retained, including the creatures that escaped, including him.

At the end of the story, the death of the roaring insects and insects ended.

Xiao Liu had already read this novel without realizing it.

"Hu." Xiao Liu felt that his mind was sinking. Although this novel was too "treatment", it is undeniable that this novel is really wonderful and can very well regulate people's emotions, whether high or low, or Ruyi control, which is something that Xiao Liu could not do.

"How...how? This novel." Nagato August had been waiting beside him, watching Xiao Liu close the book, and asked carefully.

"Although the story is good, it's so sad..." Xiao Liu said: "It's painful and helpless. It's obviously struggling but it makes people feel that it's futile sorrow. There's no hope at all."

"Is it too dark?" Nagato August said: "But, I don't think it's that dark. Many places have hope of rebirth... Page 22, Page 52, Page 55, Page 66..."

"I know those, but they are like drops from the bucket, which does not play much role at all, but instead aggravates the dark style. I thought you designed it on purpose..."

"No... I don't think it should be designed like this because of being too sad."

Xiao Liu shook her head and said, "Although this is the case, the effect is not very obvious, and for me there is no such thing. However, your novel is very good. Although you don't want to say this, I have to admit that it is indeed the case..."

Listening to the words of affirmation, Nagato August smiled slightly and said in a low voice: "Thank you for your appreciation. By the way, if possible, can you show me your works?"

Xiaoliu looked at the desire in Nagato Azuki's eyes and knew that she had sincere hope, she shook her head and said, "My novel is only the one that has just been submitted and won the award. If you don't dislike it, I will give you one when it is published."

"Is this true? Thank you very much Xiao Liujun." Nagato August said happily.

At this moment, the class bell rang, and Xiao Liu said, "It's already time for class, let's go."

"good."

He soon came to the class. Because of the dark novel, Xiao Liu was still a little melancholy and a little dull in his expression, but it seemed that because of this, the whole person exuded a unique temperament from the inside out, which made people feel subconsciously wanting to pity - of course, this is due to the maternal instinct of girls, and naturally there is no such thing for boys.

The girls in the class felt that Xiao Liu now seemed to be even more attractive. Even in class, many little girls were staring at him secretly.

This undoubtedly aroused the indignation of the boys in the class, and they immediately became united with the enemy. They thought viciously in their hearts, Xiao Liu, who is occupying the beauty of Shiina Mashira, and Misaki Ue from the next class, isn't it? He doesn't even let go of other girls? He pretends to be so melancholy, who can I show this bastard...

Although I think about it this way, it is difficult to take action. After all, Xiao Liu's size is still very shocking.

As soon as get out of class was over, several girls came over to ask about their well-being.

This was naturally not the case before. Xiao Liu was a little uncomfortable with this enthusiasm. Although he was a little unwilling, he was still stuffed with a lot of food, including chocolate, biscuits, juice, etc.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Liu was a little confused, but giving something to herself means that she was very popular? It was natural to think of this.

The boy sitting in front of Xiao Liujun is called Shang Jupiter. Like an ordinary Japanese high school student, she is average and not too ugly in appearance. She belongs to the slightly handsome level. At this time, she quietly looked back and looked at Xiao Liu naturally put away those things, and couldn't help but grit her teeth with some jealousy: "Why do I have childhood sweethearts and she doesn't give me anything, nor does she go back with me...The animation is full of lies. But why does this guy receive so many things?"

Xiao Liu looked up at Jupiter. His murmuring was very small and he didn't hear it. He only saw him looking at him with resentment, and asked, "Are you hungry? Want to eat something?"

"No need, I'm not hungry..." Jupiter was stunned for a moment, replied, and then turned his head.

Xiao Liu shrugged her shoulders, a little confused.

After a few more classes, Xiao Liu did not stop and went home directly. On the way, he bought what Zhenbai asked for.

When she returned to Qingxuanju, Xiao Liu came to the third floor and found that Zhenbai had gotten up and was painting. Seeing Xiao Liu come back, she rushed over.

"Xiao Liujun, you are finally back... I'm so hungry..." Zhenbai said a little aggrievedly.

"Did you not have a meal for a day?" Xiao Liu asked.

"Yeah." Zhenbai nodded and looked at the bento in Xiaoliu's hand with longing.

"Okay, this is bought in a convenience store." Xiao Liu handed over the heated bento and said again: "You can't do this. Even if you don't have anything to eat, there are instant noodles and ramen downstairs, which can be eaten..."

"I can't do it." Mashiro said naturally.

"..." Xiao Liu was speechless, not knowing what to say. Looking at the serious look of the white man, it can be seen that she was not joking, and I'm afraid she really couldn't do it.

"I'll teach you next time."

"good!"

"In addition to bento, there are many snacks, and I also want them. Xiao Liujun is so good."

"Ah, those, those weren't what I bought."

"Didn't Xiao Liujun buy it?"

“Those were given by classmates in the class.”

"Did the classmate give it?"

"Yeah... I gave it to me."

"Why should I give it to Xiao Liujun? I'm sick, so no one gives it to me..."

"Maybe...I want me to hand it over to you."

"Really?"

"kindness."

"That's great! The class is such a good person!"

"Eat slowly, don't talk, be careful to choke... Uh, is it too late, drink some water." Looking at Shiina Mashira, who is not as good as a normal lady, Xiao Liu couldn't help but sigh that the power of hunger is really huge.

Suddenly remembering something, Xiao Liu took out his cell phone and called him.

"My God... Xiao Liujun, you finally replied to my phone number." The voice of the editor on the island came from across the phone.

"I'm in class, can't I call you?" Xiao Liu said naturally. There was no real reason because he forgot and felt ashamed at all, and he was very confident...

"Ah, I'm sorry... I'm too impatient, sorry." Qingyu, who was opposite the phone, was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously apologized, but when he said this, he felt something was wrong.

"It's okay." Xiao Liu Dadu said: "There are other things about my manuscript, so let's talk about it now."

"Okay, first of all, congratulations to Xiao Liujun for winning the first place in this Dream Award. There will be related banquets this Sunday, and some reporters will also be on the spot. If possible, please wear formal clothes and give the 5 million bonus to the novel award. As long as you confirm and communicate with us, you will also have to deduct taxes... There is also publishing and printing, which is already underway. As long as the Sunday banquet is completed, it will be sold in various bookstores immediately. In terms of royalties, there are specific contracts, and you will have to wait for you to confirm with me. This must be completed within this week, otherwise it will be impossible to publish and officially go on sale..." Shangdao Qingyu, opposite the phone, said continuously.

"I understand, I'll go there now." Xiao Liu said.

"No, I'm off work now and I'm at home. I'd better go there myself. Give me the address..." said Qingyu, Shangdao.

"Oh, that's OK." Xiao Liu gave the address to Qingyu Shangdao.

An hour later, Shangdao Qingyu came to Qingxuanju and signed a contract with Xiaoliu.

The rest are nonsense, the focus is on the royalties, and the result after negotiation is 15%. In other words, if you sell a book, Xiao Liu will be able to get 15% of the price of the book. Of course, it is before tax.

In addition, a three-year contract was signed with Xinmeng Club. During this period, other publishers could not be submitted to them, otherwise they would be treated as a breach of contract. However, for a newcomer, this is a necessary condition.

Xiao Liu had no objection and signed a contract. The 15% tax is very rare for a newcomer. If it is in China, it is usually a 5%-8% scam price, and even in Japan, the same is true. Only a small number of Conscience Publishing Houses will give such a price.

In Japan, the price of traditional novels is generally higher, usually priced at around 2,000 yen. For general light novels, priced at around 500 yen.

For newcomers, there is not much difference in sales volume between the two. This is also why Xiao Liu chose traditional novels.
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