Chapter 6 People's Literature
On April 1977, 4, the state issued a notice to restore the manuscript fee standards set some time ago. The basic remuneration for original works was set at 15-2 yuan per thousand words, and the remuneration for translations was set at 7-1 yuan per thousand words.

This piece of news appeared in a corner of the People's Daily. It was not considered any formal regulation or document, but only a news notice.

But for Li Changhe, it was enough!
With this notice, at least his words can be exchanged for money.

Back in the study, Li Changhe took out a manuscript from the desk he was working on.

This is a short story he wrote during this period, "The Death of an Educated Youth."

The core of the story is based on the experiences of "The Horse Herder", "Scars" and its predecessors. It focuses on the mentality transformation of an educated youth going to the countryside, and makes a big fusion.

However, unlike those scar literature, Li Changhe added some unique dialogues at the end of the story, some soul-stirring questions and answers.

After all, he doesn't like the kind of writing that is full of complaints or deliberately describes pain. Readers need to release their emotions, but they don't need to be stuck in their emotions.

Besides, he is the author of a cool novel, how can he be so cruel to the end?

Holding the stack of manuscripts, Li Changhe stood in front of the table and thought for a while.

In fact, when it came to the moment of submitting the manuscript, he still had some concerns.

After all, the timeline is still a bit early, although it is only a few months earlier, but Li Changhe estimates that his manuscript will most likely still cause great controversy.

Actually, there’s nothing wrong with arguing, but if someone takes the opportunity to do something else to him, that would be disgusting!

"Fuck, done it!"

"Liu Xinwu's "Class Teacher" was published without any problems. Mine was published only a few months earlier, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

Besides, one of the biggest benefits of being a full-time online writer in his previous life was that he didn’t read comments.

He can scold or not, he is not a fragile person and his ability to withstand pressure is MAX!

What's more, can being scolded be better than being poor?
He doesn't have any literary dreams and positions himself as a commercial writer without any mental baggage!
Having made up his mind, Li Changhe put the manuscript into his canvas bag and walked out of the house.

My dad rode the bicycle to work, but he didn't plan to ride it. He took the No. 32 bus directly after going out.

Bus No. 32 is also a bus route that often appears in literary works, right in front of Peking University!
The starting station was the Summer Palace, and the current terminal is Xizhimen.

When you reach Xizhimen, you have to continue backing up, because the editorial office of People's Literature is at No. 166 Chaoyangmennei Street.

After Li Changhe got off bus No. 32, he looked at the bus stop sign again and then got on bus No. 28 again.

这年头，坐公交车是按站收钱，1到4站是4分钱，5到7站是7分钱。

There are also monthly tickets, but Li Changhe doesn’t need them.

After taking several buses, I finally arrived at the entrance of People's Literature.

For many literary writers and enthusiasts, No. 166 Chaonei Street is a holy place in their minds.

However, Li Changhe did not have such a feeling. He came here simply because he was in the capital and was close.

Submitting your manuscript directly may result in it being reviewed faster, which is much more efficient than sending it via post and then waiting for the editor to review it slowly.

"Hey, comrade, what are you doing?"

"We don't hang around here."

"Go stroll somewhere else!"

As soon as Li Changhe arrived at the gate, the gate guard shouted at him loudly.

The doormen these days were not the various uncles like in later generations, but serious young men, and some of them were even affiliated with the security department.

"Hello, comrade. I am from Yenching Institute of Technology. Vice President Shen of our School of Mechanical Design asked me to come to our editorial office to pick up a set of books. It is a foreign book called "Design and Research of High Frequency Plasma Collider"

Li Changhe opened his mouth to the guard without any stage fright.

"Do you have any ID?"

"Have!"

"I am a newly-arranged worker for the returned educated youth. I haven't gotten my work permit yet, but this is my residence permit for the staff quarters at the Yanjing Institute of Technology."

"You can take a look!" Li Changhe calmly took out his ID and handed it to the guard.

The security guard took a look and saw that it was indeed the seal and residence permit of Yenching University of Technology.

"Then just sign in here and go in."

The security guard did not delve into the matter too much. It was not strange for people from the school to come to the Ministry of Culture and People's Daily.

"Go ahead, it's the first building in front of you, don't go the wrong way!"

"Okay, see you later!"

Li Changhe waved at him and walked in with a swagger.

The guard was left standing there, still thinking: "What the hell is a high-frequency plasma collider? That's a really confusing term."

Li Changhe came to the first building pointed by the guard. There were two signs hanging on one side of the door.

【People's Literature Publishing House】

【Foreign Literature Publishing House】

One organization, two brands.

Li Changhe walked in and saw a sign on the wall on the first floor with a distribution map of each department.

The First and Second Editorial Offices of Contemporary Literature are both on the third floor.

Li Changhe walked up to the third floor, looked at the signs at the doors of each office, and then came to the door of the first editorial office.

Just then the office door opened and a man in his fifties walked out.

Seeing Li Changhe standing outside the door, the man was a little curious.

"Comrade, what can I do for you?"

"Hello, is this the editorial office of People's Literature Magazine?"

“I’ll submit my article!”

Li Changhe said with a smile.

Liu Jianqing, deputy editor-in-chief of People's Literature Magazine, looked at Li Changhe curiously at this moment. He was too young.

But, submission?
"Yes, this is the editorial office of People's Literature Magazine. Comrade, you are here to submit an article, right?"

"I'm the deputy editor-in-chief of People's Literature Magazine. My name is Liu Jianqing."

"Can you show me the manuscript?"

Liu Jianqing said enthusiastically at this time.

Due to well-known reasons in the past few years, few people dare to submit articles now, and there are very few manuscripts.

After all, writing articles doesn’t make money, and you’ll be labeled as a member of the “black line dictatorship in literature and art”, which involves huge risks.

Under such circumstances, People's Literature did not receive many manuscripts after its resumption of publication, and even if there were some that dared to be written, they were very conservative.

This is a huge obstacle for the resumption of publication of People's Literature.

It turns out that this person is also a deputy editor-in-chief.

After hearing the other party's identity, Li Changhe sighed in his heart. Of course, he didn't know who the other party was.

He didn't know much about literary figures of this era. He only knew famous writers such as Liu Xinwu, Mo Yan, and Lu Yao.

"Please look, old sir. This is my manuscript."

At this time, Li Changhe respectfully took out his manuscript from his bag and handed it to Liu Jianqing.

Being polite in front of an editor is basic knowledge and there is no shame in it!
　A new book is released, and I would like to ask for support in the form of recommendation votes, monthly votes, and other data. I bow to express my gratitude!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)