I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 324 Literary Translation
See what Moore said to his wife, Myria, in the story,
After reading the previous content, Al naturally remembered the content of the introduction,

When the thoughts diverge further, there is a kind of breathless depression.

Medioc who died, Melia who had some kindness towards Hoss.

Little Hoss who was still young...and the church in that town that I haven't seen yet.

"call……"

Al couldn't hold back his breath.
ease the depression of the heart,
His wife, Petunia, looked at the same, but her eyes were red and angry at the same time,
"damn it……"

Gritting his teeth viciously, his emotions also fluctuated with the progress of the plot.

Al turned his head and looked at his wife and assistant,
Turning back again, looking at the content displayed on the computer screen,
Move the mouse again and continue to look down.

……

Further down, the manuscript I sent, there is not much space left.

The plot continues to develop.

It was Mr. Moore who offered to send Hoss to the town.

"I'll take you there."

Moore spoke and walked up to Little Hoss.

Little Hoss held the bag of fines to be paid in his hand, three silver coins,
He looked up at Mr. Moore.

Milia next to her looked at Little Hoss with some worry in her eyes.

"Let me go, you still have a lot of things to do. I just happened to go to town to do some shopping."

"Damn woman, urging me to work every day, staying at home all day, doing nothing... I can't take a day off and go to town."

Mr. Moore cursed, then turned his head and said to Little Hoss,
"Let's go, little Hoss, I'll take you to the town."

Little Hoss raised his head, looked at Mr. More, and then at Mrs. Millia.

But he had no choice but to follow Mr. Moore.

Mr. Moore led the way in front, and Mr. Moore didn't speak again until he walked all the way outside the village.

After walking out of the village, Mr. Moore slowed down and walked beside Little Hoss,
His eyes fell on the bag of money that Little Hoss was holding in his hand.

"Little Hoss, is this the fine for the church?"

Mr. Moore kept his eyes fixed on the small bag of money that Little Hoss was holding in his hand.

"Yes……"

Little Hoss held the bag of money tighter.

"Is there any extra?"

"Only three silver coins."

Little Hoss lowered his head.

"Only three silver coins?"

Mr. Moore asked repeatedly,
"A total of ten silver coins. Mr. Raleigh gave the seven silver coins I borrowed directly to the church. There are still three silver coins missing. These three silver coins are money for the church."

"You didn't bring some extra money, and went to the town to buy some food? Buy some drinks? Are you going to walk like this?"

"There are only these three silver coins at home."

"damn it……"

Mr. Moore was talking, and reached out and touched the clothes on Little Hoss directly.

Little Hoss only dared to stand where he was, not daring to move.

In the end, Little Hoss did not find any money.

Mr. Moore looked at the bag of money in Little Hoss's hand again, but he still didn't reach out his hand in the end.

"Damn...damn..."

Just cursing all the way, while Mr. Moore led the way,
Little Hoss followed behind, raising his head to look around the road from time to time.

He needs to remember the way, and every year in the future, he needs to go to the town to repay the money he borrowed from Mr. Raleigh.

Mr. Moore kept cursing, and when he entered the town,
After entering the town, an angry Mr. Moore lowered his head.

Little Hoss also lowered his head,
The town is much more lively than the village.

"...the church is over there, go by yourself, I'm going somewhere else."

Just entering the town, Mr. Moore threw Little Hoss to the side of the road and walked away.

Little Hoss raised his head, looked left and right, then lowered his head, clasped the money in his hands tightly, and walked towards the church.

……

This time the content of the new manuscript sent by I is here.

"call……"

After reading it, Editor-in-Chief Al paused for a long time, and then let out a long breath.

Petunia gritted her teeth tightly and paused for a long time before letting out another breath.

Then the two gradually recovered.

"So well written, I'm already hating the damned, ignorant, greedy bastard. My poor little Hoth!"

Petunia almost gritted her teeth and said.

Seeing his wife being so resentful, Editor-in-Chief Al's suppressed emotions eased a lot.

"Okay... this is an excellent work, there is no doubt about it, by the way, please reply to the Russian translation, and quickly finalize the translation."

"Row."

After reading the new content of "Ordinary and Great",
The two greeted some editors in the publishing house again, and began to get busy.

……

"...Mr. Voss, we are willing to pay you some extra fees for overtime work, so that you can translate the works we provide as soon as possible.

We are willing to pay more for this, but the only requirement is, the quality of the translation - Ayer Press. "

Professor Voss, who had just finished teaching the students, returned to the office, saw the computer again, and the publisher who had contacted him earlier responded to his email.

Professor Voss is a professor of Russian at Baiqi State University, but he is more famous or has more status in English, Baiqi Guoyu, and literary translation in Russian.

As the top literary translator in Baiqi State, he has never been short of jobs.

Before that, I had never cooperated with this Ayer Publishing House. It seems to be a small publishing house in Baiqi. I asked someone to find a relationship and asked for his contact information.

This small publishing house still needs literary translation. Is there any foreign market for the works they publish?
With this kind of curiosity, Professor Voss communicated with Al Publishing several times.

When Ayer Press proposed to translate the works provided by them as soon as possible, Professor Voss naturally asked for a higher translation fee,
After all, the works that need his translation have been queued for a long time.

And he is not a person who is willing to be perfunctory, lest his lower translation level ruin his reputation.

Therefore, in order to translate this work provided by Ayer Press in advance, he will definitely need to work extra overtime.

It is reasonable to charge overtime pay.

However, the fee he proposed was quite high. I originally thought that the Ayer Publishing House would hesitate a bit.
But I didn't expect that the answer was so straightforward, and I didn't negotiate the price at all, so I agreed.

In this way, Professor Worth naturally had no objections.

"Thank you for your generosity, and wish us a happy cooperation.

If you need me to translate as soon as possible, please send me the manuscript as soon as possible. I need to read it carefully before I can start the translation. "

Professor Voss emailed back,

Before he got up, he received another reply.

"Professor Voss, we can send some manuscripts to you first, but I hope you sign a non-disclosure agreement before that to ensure that the contents of the book can be kept secret before the book is released."

"no problem."

Professor Voss is just a little surprised that this small publishing house is interested in this work that is about to be translated.

But after thinking about it, I spent so much money asking him to translate, so I naturally cared.

For this kind of literary translation before it is released, it is naturally very reasonable to sign a related confidentiality agreement.

Professor Voss directly agreed,
At the same time, I am particularly interested in the upcoming work from this small publishing house.

What kind of book does this publishing house send?
A novel maybe?
The scope of experience of this small publishing house is probably all popular novels.

Of course, it may also be a serious work?
In this way, Professor Worth waited for the electronic agreement sent by Ayer Press.

(End of this chapter)