The heroine kicked after the rebirth of the female supporting role of the Chronicle

Chapter 34
Zhou Lanping has been receiving conservative treatment in the hospital during this time, while Lu Jingqiu runs to and from the hospital at home every day, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Children's Publishing House

The editor-in-chief looked at the recently published children's books, and the response was mediocre. He sighed and frowned, and looked at the editorial department with an uneasy expression: "Although our publishing house has only resumed for a year, it is also the most comprehensive establishment in the entire province. Among the two editorial departments, only the picture book section sells better, and the others, not losing money is already good, now you several editorial teams will come up with a rectification plan immediately."

After the meeting, deputy editor-in-chief Yang Ting whispered, "Editor-in-Chief Zhang, we don't need picture books."

Mr. Zhang glanced at her angrily: "Although I praised you just now, only the new nursery rhymes in your section sell better, and the other two books are not satisfactory. You should also review yourself and see what the problem is. where."

Yang Ting didn't dare to rejoice, and hurriedly assured: "Yes, we must find out the reason."

The meeting ended, and the small meeting of each group started again. Yang Ting called several people from their group to her office, took out a few picture books that were published recently, and asked them to analyze why there was such a big gap: "We The picture book group are all young backbones, who are ahead of the other groups in terms of thinking, Ben Dalin and Editor Qin all have children at home, so they should know more about what children like now."

Ban Dalin held a newly released picture book and said: "Deputy Editor Zhang, we have different types of books, so we can't compare them. "Nursery Rhymes and Children's Songs", "Daily Common Sense", soy sauce patting flowers, dumplings at thirty nights, etc. story, and the other is "Battlefield Red Eagle", our direction is not wrong."

Yang Ting said: "Since the direction is right, then find other reasons."

Wang Meilian said: "Could it be a matter of price?"

As soon as the words came out, he was refuted by Zhao Wencai on the side: "The price of the three books can't be wrong by a dime. If you say "Nursery Rhymes and Children's Songs", the price is higher than the other two books."

Zhang Miao, who hadn't spoken for a long time, said: "Assistant Editor Yang, I think it has something to do with the style of painting. In addition to the content of our picture books, it's the pictures on it. It's also important that the pictures are full and rich in content. We chose the right picture for the cover of "Nursery Rhymes and Children's Songs". It's a pity. Just that one, the other illustrations in it are not uniform in style, which is also a major shortcoming.”

Qin Xuehua nodded in agreement and said, "My daughter is six years old this year. Of the three books I took back for her, she likes "Nursery Rhymes" the most. It's not that she likes to sing nursery rhymes. ", but she usually likes to read "Nursery Rhymes and Children's Songs". One day I asked her curiously, and she said that the cover picture is beautiful. Deputy editor Yang, not me, the two newly hired graphic editors really It's not that good, especially Luo Xinyue in it, to be honest, she's only a little bit better than my niece."

Wang Meilian snorted softly: "Sister Qin, there is no way, who will let someone in the family."

Yang Ting knew it naturally, but she didn't say it clearly, and said to several people: "Do you think it's a problem with the style of painting?"

Bandalin pondered for a moment, then said, "There is a possibility."

Qin Xuehua suggested: "How about we try that comrade Lu Jingqiu? Recently, Miaomiao and I contacted an author to write a short story about the War of Resistance."

Zhang Miao said: "Sister Qin, this is not appropriate, Luo Xinyue has already started painting."

The meeting was at an impasse for a moment, and the room fell into deep thought for a moment.

Yang Ting had read the short story that Zhang Miao asked to draft, calculated the fee, and nodded without hesitation: "Editor Zhang, you can go to Lu Jingqiu, it would be best if it can be published next week, Luo Xinyue will stop here first. "

Zhang Miao exclaimed in her heart, more than [-] cards, a week, she herself felt that it was difficult, but she still promised Yang Ting: "I will ask her this afternoon."

After Lu Jingqiu came back from the hospital, she rested for a while, put the nutritious soup boiled for her mother on the stove, and washed her mother's change of clothes in the yard.

When Zhang Miao knocked on the door, Lu Jingqiu was drying clothes: "Is Comrade Lu at home?"

Lu Jingqiu hurried forward to open the door, and was surprised when she saw Zhang Miao: "Editor Zhang, please come in."

Zhang Miao smiled and said, "Comrade Lu, I'm sorry to bother you. I'm here this time to ask you to make an appointment for a drawing. You are welcome."

"Welcome." Lu Jingqiu smiled and led her into the room to talk.

Zhang Miao’s story is a little hero of the Anti-Japanese War. The content in it is very rich, and the sections are all arranged: "The text has been carefully considered, and the layout has been determined. Now only the illustrations are left. Our editor-in-chief has taken your style of painting. Did you read the "Nursery Rhymes and Children's Songs" you drew last time, yours was used for the cover, and it is very popular with children."

Lu Jingqiu didn't have time to read it, but she was very happy to hear her say: "I'm very happy to be recognized. If Editor Zhang can trust the illustrations this time, I will give them to me. You will definitely not be disappointed."

Zhang Miao liked to hear her promise, so she hurriedly told her the specific requirements, including the manuscript fee, the same as last time: "Including the cover, there are 26 pictures in total. The time is relatively tight, and we need it in a week."

Lu Jingqiu: "One week is too tight."

Zhang Miao smiled and said nothing. Of course she knew the urgency, but this was the order of the deputy editor-in-chief, and she couldn't give her any grace.

Lu Jingqiu carefully analyzed the content, raised her head for a moment and suggested to Zhang Miao: "Picture book illustrations can be presented in the form of double spreads, so that the content is rich and not repeated, and children will like it. And I will charge three dollars for a full illustration." It also saves you money.”

Zhang Miao said: "Double open shop is full? We have never published like this. According to what you said, three yuan for a large illustration, are you not at a disadvantage?"

Lu Jingqiu said: "The original intention of making a picture book is to present the whole world that children see and experience with simple and vivid pictures. While expressing the content in the pictures, they can also learn other things from the rich pictures. This is what adults do. What we want to show our children is also what children like to see, and my work cannot be flawed because of the profit of a few dollars."

These words were taught to her by the old gentleman in her previous life. Unfortunately, the old gentleman only appeared in her life for a few months, but it also benefited her a lot.

It was the first time for Zhang Miao to hear such meaningful words, and she couldn't help but look at Lu Jingqiu deeply. After signing the contract, Zhang Miao went back and told Yang Ting about the situation.

Yang Ting is also very curious about how to use thirteen pictures to present the content of 26 pictures.

Lu Jingqiu didn't expect to have such an unexpected harvest. After seeing off Zhang Miao, she hurried to the second floor to prepare paint and paper.

Although she painted by herself for decades in her previous life, she was only limited to thinking about it at home, so she had to think carefully about the composition.

In the afternoon, Lu Jingqiu went to the hospital with drawing paper and colored pencils. Her mother would suffer from indigestion after eating a little, and she would experience abdominal pain from time to time. The most serious thing was the liver. When it hurt, Lu Jingqiu could only cry on the sidelines.

(End of this chapter)