Chapter 15: The royalties start to come in!
After leaving Li Changhe's house, Zhu Lin's mind was still full of the poems written by Li Changhe.

Li Changhe, on the other hand, really didn't think there was anything wrong.

He has no passion for poetry. He thought about these things last night just to see if he could use them when he was chasing girls someday.

Unexpectedly, before he could throw it out, Zhu Lin saw everything.

In fact, it's like "The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to look for light."

"From today on, I will feed horses, chop wood, and travel around the world. I have a big house facing the sea, with flowers blooming in spring."

He could also recite a few lines of similar modern poetry, but he remembered that these lines were quite long and he couldn't remember the extra ones.

The kind of generation written by Gu Cheng is something that only people who have experienced certain eras can relate to.

Li Changhe of later generations generally prefers the stubborn jokes like "The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to roll my eyes" after reading it.

There's no way. If you haven't experienced that era, it's hard to put yourself in the other person's state of mind.

"The car is coming!"

The No. 32 bus with two connected carriages soon arrived, and Li Changhe escorted Zhu Lin onto the bus.

Because the Weigongcun Station they were at was a mid-section station, there were naturally no seats available, and the carriage was packed with people.

"Everyone please buy your tickets consciously. If you have a monthly pass, please show it!"

The conductor on the train was shouting as he sold and checked tickets one by one in the crowded carriage.

Li Changhe and Zhu Lin showed their monthly tickets.

Then, the car started and the people in the car crowded together. Li Changhe stretched out his arms, squeezed out a space, and then covered Zhu Lin inside.

He is over 1.80 meters tall, and with his two arms blocking the way, people outside basically cannot squeeze in.

He held on to the handrails on both sides, as steady as a rock, leaving enough space for Zhu Lin.

"There are too many people here. I think I'd better pick you up on my bike during the weekend!"

Li Changhe felt the flow of people on his back and couldn't help but sigh.

Zhu Lin smiled at Li Changhe at this moment: "Aren't you afraid of those people blocking you?"

"Don't worry, I will definitely take care of them next time I come to pick you up!"

Li Changhe said calmly.

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Stop fighting!"

Zhu Lin said in a low voice at this time.

Li Changhe lowered his head and found that Zhu Lin was also looking at him seriously at this moment. Her clear eyes were as tender as water, and Li Changhe couldn't help but turn his head away.

Damn, this woman is breaking the rules!
Relying on his good looks to commit crimes, if they stare at each other for a few more seconds, Li Changhe might really not be able to help but lower his head.

"what happened?"

Seeing Li Changhe suddenly turned his head away, Zhu Lin was a little surprised, thinking that Li Changhe was angry.

"No, I just can't watch it anymore!"

"If you keep looking at these eyes, you won't be able to keep them. I'll have to poke my own eyes out!"

Li Changhe said with a smile.

Zhu Lin heard what Li Changhe meant, and subconsciously lowered his head, saying softly, "You're so talkative!"

Seeing Zhu Lin's attitude, Li Changhe's confidence increased greatly.

Well, there is a play!

But nowadays, we can't be impatient about many things. More haste, less speed. This is different from the fast food love of later generations.

Soon, the vehicle arrived at Xizhimen, and the two people had to continue reversing, and they would have seats after reversing again.

After the two sat down, they chatted for a while. This time, Li Changhe didn't talk nonsense, but chatted seriously with Zhu Lin. Then they arrived at the station, the two got off the bus, and Li Changhe walked Zhu Lin to the entrance of Union Hospital.

"Five o'clock on Saturday afternoon, right? I'll remember that. I'll still be standing at this door at that time. Just wait for me!"

Li Changhe confirmed the time with Zhu Lin again, and then watched Zhu Lin walk in.

In this era, people only had one day off a day, not two like in later generations, so schools only had one day off on Saturday.

After Zhu Lin went in, Li Changhe strolled away by himself.

He planned to go to the nearby Xinhua Bookstore to hang out and see if he could find other magazines to submit his articles to.

People's Literature is not going to work for the time being, but he can try other things. At worst, he can just change his pen name and stop using "Ling Jue".

After strolling around Xinhua Bookstore, you wouldn't believe it, but Li Changhe actually found another magazine.

【Yenching Arts】

Li Changhe had never heard of this magazine in later generations, but he did know "Yenching Literature".

What Li Changhe didn’t know was that Yenching Literature and Art was actually Yenching Literature, and it was not until 1982 that the other party changed its name to Yenching Literature.

The reason why Li Changhe took a liking to him was very simple. This magazine was full of criticisms of the small group in previous years.

Wow, it’s just being a troll, Li Changhe is good at it!
Then Li Changhe started looking around again. In addition to magazines from Yanjing, he also bought a few magazines from other places.

Anyway, the royalties have been restored, so we have to make more money next.

Originally, Li Changhe planned to make the pen name "Ling Jue" famous first, and then use his fame to earn the highest royalties.

But now it seems that whether it is scar literature or reflective literature, we will have to wait a little longer.

Comrades on the literary and artistic front have not yet seen a clear dawn of hope!
Therefore, Li Changhe simply stopped waiting for a pen name and started to increase the number of submissions first.

Let those editors feel what speed is like forty years later.

Writing 4,000 words a day is no problem at all for Li Changhe.

This is purely handwriting with a pen. If I use a computer, I can't even think about updating 4,000 words a day.

Eight thousand is nothing!
In fact, Li Changhe had another idea, which was to scan the old books in stock at the Xinhua Bookstore in Beijing, such as high school textbooks.

Just like the Xinhua Bookstore in Haidian, there must be a lot of old books in the bookstore piled up in the warehouse gathering dust.

After all, the wind direction changed quickly at that time, and many books were soon banned from sale. Some were destroyed, and some were not.

After all, the people above give orders and the people below do the work. Some people are lazy and just leave it there and say it has been destroyed, and no one investigates.

According to Li Changhe's estimation, when the notice of resuming the college entrance examination comes down, I'm afraid there will be people who will buy it even for three dollars, let alone thirty cents.

But after thinking about it, Li Changhe gave up this idea!
It's too dangerous. This is 77. According to the news he saw recently, it hasn't been clearly stated that a certain stage has ended.

The entire capital city is still under martial law. The army has not yet withdrawn, and grassroots organizations have just resumed some of their functions.

Speculation is still a very serious crime and you can’t touch it!
Forget it, the profit is only a few thousand dollars, just bear with it!
Li Changhe began to comfort himself in his heart.

At worst, you can just write more articles, submit them to more places, and work hard to earn royalties!

Roll it up when you get home!
After returning home, Li Changhe once again entered a state of seclusion, doing practice questions and writing frantically.

Of course, during this time Li Changhe also went out for a stroll, riding his bicycle twice on Baiyi Road to see if the gang of gangsters were guarding there.

Moreover, Li Changhe has learned his lesson now and always carries a kitchen knife in his bag whenever he goes out.

Just bought it for my family.

Unfortunately, after strolling around twice, I didn't run into that group of people again. Most likely, I gave up the idea of ​​revenge.

This also made Li Changhe feel a little regretful, as he had originally wanted to suck some blood from those people!
Soon, a week passed and Li Changhe rode his bicycle to the gate of Union Hospital again.

(End of this chapter)