red art soldier

Chapter 104 Recuperation
"Mom, I got it. Don't worry, this is Teacher Zhang's home, so you can't call three times a day! My leg is already healed, so don't worry, just tell grandparents that I'm fine."

"Ah, my grandpa praises me every day, almost to the sky. Mom, tell grandpa, don't look at whose grandson, how can he lose his prestige in the past! Poor talk, I'm not talkative!" ! My grandfather was just picking up trains and beating devils back then, that’s not awe-inspiring!"

"Okay, okay, I get it, Mom, hang up! Otherwise, I don't have any money, so I'll pay the phone bill to Teacher Zhang!"

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it has been half a month since Ye Chen and the others came back from the capital. In the past half month, his legs have recovered a lot, but the doctor told him that he couldn't do it regularly. It will take half a month to fully recover.

It's just that Ye Chen doesn't have time to care about his legs anymore. The mother at home somehow knows the phone number of Mr. Zhang Huan's house, and keeps calling three times a day. , and was accepted by Mr. Zhang Huan to live at home.

Originally, Ye Chen refused, but Mr. Zhang Huan refused, and was finally taken to the residence for training, which made some people in the drama club envious.

Of course, besides self-cultivation, Ye Chen has not been idle. In the past half month, he relied on his amazing memory to write "The Big Sword Cuts Off the Devils' Heads" in more than ten days. All the manuscripts have been written.

The first thing to look at is of course Mr. Zhang Huan's wife, Mr. Liu Qisheng, Mr. Liu. Mr. Liu came from that era. Of course, he loves Ye Chen's novel very much, and he continued to help Ye Chen during this time. Corrected typos.

Of course, Mr. Liu is also a nice person. Every time, he would take out his own rice wine and drink a few cups with Ye Chen, which made Ye Chen, who usually doesn't drink alcohol, fall in love with Mr. Liu's unique secret brewed rice wine.

Ye Chen loosened his waist, sat in the wheelchair and went to the living room, where there was still a bottle of rice wine of Mr. Liu on the table.

"This old man's calligraphy is a masterpiece in the Licheng Military Region. I didn't expect that his wine making skills are also excellent. When I wait, I will have to blackmail this old man."

Ye Chen held the half-bottle of rice wine and squinted his eyes, talking to himself, but unexpectedly a voice came from outside.

"Oh, my great writer, who are you trying to blackmail, be careful I tell you!"

Ye Chen was stunned, turned around and looked at the person who came: "Editor Zhang is here, I have finished the remaining volume of manuscripts, please give me some manuscript fees, let me make up for it, look at me, I am skinny! "

The person who came was none other than Zhang Meili, the editor of Donglu Evening News. She looked at Ye Chen who was slightly fat and said, "You're still skinny, you're almost turning into a pig. Why is my aunt treating you so well?"

Ye Chen smiled awkwardly: "Come on, I want to go back! Teacher Zhang, she is too enthusiastic, I am too embarrassed to refuse!"

Zhang Meili snorted coldly and said, "Come on, you, by the way, your manuscript is still at my uncle's place?"

Ye Chen nodded and watched Zhang Meili walk towards the study, "When will you pay me the manuscript fee?"

Zhang Meili said without looking back: "You are a money fan!"

Ye Chen took a sip of his wine and said, "Man dies for money and birds die for food. Besides, I'm not a fan of money. I want to make money to support my family. Editor Zhang is so enlightened!"

"You're a money fanatic, so you'd be ashamed to tell me something about enlightenment. By the way, these manuscripts are enough to be serialized for a year. What do you plan to do next?"

Ye Chen chuckled and said, "If you want to publish it, help me publish it. Then I'll treat you to an old popsicle. It's cool and refreshing. How about it?"

Zhang Meili snorted, walked out with the manuscript and said, "You have been using my uncle's manuscript paper to write the manuscript all this time, why don't you plan to buy something for my uncle?"

Ye Chen turned his head and looked at Zhang Meili and said, "I said Miss Zhang, I'm a money fan, not your money fan. You haven't sent me the manuscript fee yet, and you asked me to buy something for Mr. Liu. Are you sorry?"

Zhang Meili walked to the coffee table and sat on the sofa, "Don't even mention it, your handwriting is really good, did my uncle teach you in private?"

Ye Chen looked at Zhang Meili who was seriously reading the manuscript in front of him, his eyes drifted over to those snow-white thighs inadvertently, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed, coughed and said: "Beauty Zhang, when will the manuscript fee be paid?"

"Hey!" Zhang Meili raised her head and looked at Ye Chen depressedly, and said, "Why do you know to ask me for money without saying anything? It's really yours. We, a huge newspaper, will owe you this little money. By the way , After this book is finished, what is your next plan? You are now a temporary creator of the Avant-Garde Art Troupe, and you want to become a regular and write more classic books. Put novels first, and write new stories next year. When the time comes Find me, I will definitely give you a discount!"

Ye Chen glanced at Zhang Meili and smiled. He had already made plans for this matter. When he just came back from the capital, he had already planned to write a novel about military life.

"Let's talk about it at that time. Jing Keke, who was in charge of the Licheng Military Daily two days ago, asked me to write something for the Military Daily. I was still thinking about what to write, so I can't rush now, just rest. talk later!"

Zhang Meili looked at Ye Chen and said, "It's fine to take a break, but you can't let go of your job. You should also pay attention to the military newspaper. After all, this is your battlefield. Come on, I wish you an early career!"

Ye Chen laughed and said, "Wait a minute, I'll show you something, and I'd like to ask Reporter Zhang to evaluate it for me!"

After Ye Chen finished speaking, he took out the manuscript paper in his hand and handed it to Zhang Meili who was beside him and said, "Reporter Zhang, take a look first and give me some advice. Is this kind of novel popular?"

"You have started to write a new manuscript now. I really have yours. Let me take a look first. Based on your writing style, what you write should not be too bad!"

The corner of Ye Chen's mouth curled up, that? "Big Sword Cuts Off the Devils' Heads" was adapted by myself based on a TV series. This work was a sensation, not only popular in China, but also some Chinese abroad are very obsessed.

Zhang Meili originally thought that Ye Chen was writing a novel about the Anti-Japanese War, but at the opening moment, he was suddenly attracted. Her watery eyes looked at Ye Chen with an incredible expression on her face. This kid actually wrote a military article. , the theme is even more novel, and I was attracted in from the very beginning.

"Writer Ye Da, it's interesting! I took the beginning!"

Ye Chen was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Don't tell me! Beauty, I wrote this for our military newspaper. Yours is enough to be serialized until next year, so you should show your respect for this one!"

Zhang Meili laughed and said: "Go play by yourself, I'll take a look first, but I'll review the manuscript for you, when your novel is serialized, every time you want to compensate me for a serialized newspaper, what do you think? "

Ye Chen spread his hands and said, "Do I have any other choices?"

(End of this chapter)