Chapter 665： Ronin (1/2)
After some searching, Pei Ziyun did not find any news about these people in the news on the Internet, waited, and then entered the keyword ”East writer” in the search engine. ◢ 随 ＊ 梦 ◢ 小 * said Щщшā
Immediately after the entry was displayed, he opened a copy, and after reading for a while, he stopped and murmured: ”The unique features of You Xuan Xuan Yan, the mood of drinking wine alone in the late autumn and rainy night is trembling.”
”Sure enough, the Shincheon Shogunate is different from the era I know. Naturally, the world changed by this has no people and works that I know.”
”But it is not without first-class or super-first authors and works. Think about it, each era has its own talents. How can there be no one who has no works?”
”It is still difficult to dominate the monopoly based on the works in memory. The only thing that can be sustained is digital superposition, but this has the problem of style differences.”
Many people are not clear. Those who are familiar with literature are very clear. One's style of writing is actually habitual and characteristic. The more outstanding the author, the more so.
Readers who are familiar with it can see at a glance whose work it is.
”At best, it confuses limited, relatively close styles.”
”You can't juxtapose style differences.”
”But I don't want to be a copywriter for life. I just want to earn some manuscripts and complement the article with the country. When I disclose it, I will add legendary color. It is not necessary for several major authors to superimpose the work to compete for the first place in the literary world Bit. ”
”But even then, I'm only 12 years old now. If I don't want to be shocked, I can't copy articles that must have a clear and profound experience.”
”Creativity and writing are all right. Only those young writers who have won awards can be selected. They still have signs of youth. The best is the work of martial arts.”
”With that, it is said that Ibuki Koki made his debut when he was fifteen years old, and won the newcomer award for” Samurai under the cherry blossoms ”. Although not very strong, it is the most suitable, and he has a deep imitation of the traces in the water field, which is already a little bit The peculiar beauty of samurai's emptiness and sadness portrayed in the fields is fascinating, but his writing and experience are relatively weak. ”
”Mizuya is famous for describing the short, medium, and long stories of the Samurai series, but there is no Mizuno in this world. If you push backward, it will make people feel that Yibuki Guangshu is a childish to mature sublimation.
”This is the beginning of the Samurai series, and the word count is not much, it is 3500 words.”
”As for the submission object, the fool in Dongying went to submit an online article.”
The unit price of Dongying Network's manuscript fee is 0.1 or 0.2 yuan per word, 100 yuan for a thousand words, and 450 yuan for a short story, and a part-time job at a convenience store costs 900 yuan per hour.
This makes it impossible for anyone to submit quality manuscripts to the web.
For the traditional manuscripts, the cost of the manuscript is calculated based on the number of pages. For the average author, a manuscript of 400 characters is almost 5,000 yen. If one article is selected, it will be at least 40,000 yen.
Of course, such high remuneration, editorial review is also very strict, the first, second and third trials are the norm, but for the manuscript, even the lowest-level manuscripts are taken from the elite blood battle in history. If you are afraid of everything else, you are not afraid of auditing.
Thinking of this, Pei Ziyun no longer hesitated and crackled. It was just a transcript. As long as the dictation is lost, the speed of unity of heart and hand can be at least 250 words per minute, only listening to crackling sound, continuous. The handwriting appears on the computer screen.
It is said that the maximum input speed is 500 per minute, which is not necessary.
I went to a busy Yamada Izumi for a while, and then my voice showed anxiety: ”Shinichi, are you all right? What are you doing?”
With that said, Yamada Izumi came over, her eyes brightened, and Tsai carefully observed.
After completing the writing, Pei Ziyun clicked to save it. He didn't check for typos. He was full of confidence in himself-if he typed the wrong words, did he practice feeding the dog?
The e-mail was sent to Shiraishi Gakuen Publishing House, but before Yamada Izumi could see anything, Pei Ziyun stood up, grabbed the wooden knife, and shouted, ”Mom, I'm going out to find a convenience store.”
Before waiting for Yamada Izumi to react, she ran out, and the convenience store was not far away, and when I entered, I heard a voice: ”Welcome.”
Pei Ziyun ran straight to the photocopying area. In Pei Ziyun's view, Dongying Convenience Store is actually a condensed version of Shanghai's multi-functional mall. It has shopping, dining, daily services, payment of utilities, even insurance, taxes, express delivery, and delivery. Anyone can come.
Printing is very convenient.
But in the photocopying area, Pei Ziyun froze, and he saw a somewhat familiar person-Fukada Otowa.
With a smile, Fukada Otoba kept bowing to the guests: ”Hello, guests, welcome. What service do you want?”
With a smile on her face and a bitter heart, she did well, but when her father lost his job temporarily, she went out to work odd jobs.
Part-time job is not hard work, but the worrying atmosphere in her home makes her worry, thinking about it, when she sees a big one coming out, she just says: ”I want to print.”
”In black and white, ten to ten.” Although she was a elementary school student, she was still polite and slightly bowed, but blinked: ”Are you Yamada?”
”Shentian Sang, I want to print these, can you help me print them?” Pei Ziyun asked, turning his eyes, and took out the USB flash drive.
”Of course you can.” Fukada Otowa was very patient, and it was not troublesome. She skillfully plugged it in, printed it, and noticed the map of Toyo.