After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

The next morning, today was the weekend, and Lu Qingfeng originally wanted to sleep a little longer, as this was the only day of the week he could sleep in.

But the unusual movement of the Nine-tailed Fox inheritance deep in his consciousness woke him up.

A mellow breath flowed out from between the eyebrows and swirled around the top of the head.

He felt it carefully.

This time the talent is called Hair Like Black Silk.

Qingsi means black hair in ancient Chinese, which was first seen in Li Bai's "Jiang Jing Jiu".

"Have you not seen the white hair in the mirror in the hall, which was black in the morning and turned to white in the evening?"

From this, Qingsi became the elegant name for black hair.

As the name suggests, this talent is applied to the hair.

Lu Qingfeng perked up, got up from the bed and walked to the dressing mirror.

It was still the same dry, yellow, and frizzy hair due to malnutrition.

But if you pull your hair up, you can see the black color at the roots.

Lu Qingfeng was delighted.

He had long disliked this yellow hair and had thought about dyeing it black.

But then I thought that this method only treats the symptoms and not the root cause. Over time, the new hair color and the dyed hair will be obviously separated, which is even more non-mainstream, so I gave up the idea.

This problem has finally been solved.

Feeling happy, I went to measure my height again.

Some time ago, he bought a wall sticker that can measure height.

1.76 meters tall.

She has already surpassed her height in her previous life, but her graceful and charming talent is still working, proving that she still has room to grow.

He opened the curtains to let the sunlight in, and Lu Qingfeng stretched his limbs. His body, which had just woken up, gradually woke up.

The climate in the south at the end of April is mild, with daytime temperatures around 20 degrees Celsius, neither too cold nor too hot, and very comfortable.

I went to the bathroom to wash up. Just as I squeezed out the toothpaste and put it in my mouth, I heard the phone on the bedside table ding.

I walked over with my toothbrush in my mouth and saw that it was a reply email from "Years of Reasoning".

There is news about the submitted manuscript.

He quickly clicked it and took a look.

Good news, the manuscript was accepted and the payment is quite high, 240 yuan per thousand words.

This price is not low anymore.

The manuscript fees of each magazine are related to the tone and circulation of the magazine.

Pure literature magazines like "Harvest" and "October" pay much higher royalties than ordinary magazines.

You can get a manuscript fee of 500 to 1,000 yuan per thousand words.

A little further down, youth literature magazines like "Mengya" have a wide audience and high sales, and can also pay a maximum of 600 yuan per thousand words.

A little further down, it’s two or three hundred.

The magazine "Years of Mystery" is in an awkward situation. Although there are many mystery fans, not many people buy this magazine.

Most people buy published books.

So the sales volume was neither high nor low, and the royalties were relatively limited, the highest being only 300 yuan.

The reason why newcomers can get this price is that the quality of their manuscripts is indeed very high.

Also normal.

The work that Lu Qingfeng took out was the work of Chen Haoji, a Hong Kong mystery writer in his previous life.

This writer has the title of the number one mystery writer in China. His famous work "13.67" can be regarded as a pinnacle of Chinese mystery novels and has been published in many countries overseas.

He also won two major awards in Fuso.

This person is extremely good at narrative and paradoxical writing techniques. "Spying on Blue Blue", "The Debut Writer Murder Case" and "Invisible X" are included in his short story collection "Diogenes Variations".

This collection of short stories includes two genres: mystery and science fiction, with a total of seventeen stories.

These three are the most acclaimed short mystery stories.

We have to choose the best from the best. It would be a problem if you can't get this royalties. If he hadn't said that it was his first submission, he could have gotten the maximum amount.

"Come to think of it, these three novels were also published in 'Years of Reasoning' in my previous life."

Lu Qingfeng went back to brush his teeth and counted the money in his hand.

Because if I'm going to college next, I need to prepare all kinds of things.

"I received a 10,000 yuan reward for helping solve a case, 3,000 yuan from my last submission to Children's Literature, and I bought a cell phone with my school scholarship. Add in the money I spent on my haircut and clothes last week, and I have less than 13,000 yuan left."

"I've already sent the full text of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory to the magazine. I'm paying 180 yuan per thousand words, so for 70,000 words I can get a little over 10,000 yuan."

"Although the three pieces I wrote for 'Years of Reasoning' are short stories, they still add up to 50,000 words, which is 12,000 yuan."

With this calculation, he had almost 40,000 yuan in his hands.

"Oh, by the way, there are two manuscripts for Science Fiction World, but there's no news yet."

He spit out the toothpaste foam in his mouth, rinsed his mouth, and grinned at the mirror.

“We still have to work harder.”

If he could get into Peking University through the Literature Cup, he would like to not live on campus.

This will make it easier for him to do other things.

The housing prices and rents in Yanjing are probably ridiculously high.

"Or you can live on campus first, and then apply to move out when you have enough money."

Forget it, there’s no point thinking about these things now. I’ll just have to see how the situation is when I get there.

Now, it’s definitely a good idea to make money first.

After breakfast, Lu Qingfeng had nothing to do. It was such nice weather and he didn't want to stay in the house all the time.

After thinking for a moment, he picked up the violin selfie stick, stuffed some snacks and drinks into his bag, and went out.

Knocked on the next door first.

"Sister Xiuxiu, are you up?"

After a while, the door opened and Yang Xiuxiu stood at the door with sleepy eyes and messy long hair.

This girl next door is a bit of a homebody.

"Why did you get up so early?"

"The weather is nice today, do you want to go on a spring outing to the park?"

Lu Qingfeng showed off the violin in his hand and the backpack behind him.

"Then wait for me for a while."

Yang Xiuxiu yawned and went back to her room.

It really didn't take long before she brushed her teeth, washed her face, put on a hat, changed into a sports suit, and came out with a bare face.

But she has a good temperament and is as delicate as a lotus in clear water.

"I saw you learning to play the violin a long time ago. I learned it for a while when I was a kid, but it was too difficult and I couldn't stick with it. How are you doing?"

The two went downstairs, bought breakfast downstairs, and then walked towards the nearby park.

On the way, Yang Xiuxiu asked.

Lu Qingfeng had learned the violin from no one, and she knew a little about it, but she had never heard the boy play, so she was a little curious.

"I think it's pretty good. The teacher who taught me before also praised me."

What Lu Qingfeng said was true.

He never stopped practicing the violin and would set aside two hours every day to study.

With the advent of mobile phones, there are all kinds of teaching videos and master-level performances on the Internet.

With his terrifying talent, he went from imitating at the beginning to reinterpreting in his own style.

Lu Qingfeng believes that his current level is already professional.

At least, his level has surpassed that of Mr. Li from Tianyin Musical Instruments Store.

"Really? How long have you been learning? I'm going to appreciate it carefully later."

As Yang Xiuxiu herself said, she has studied violin and knows the difficulty of this instrument.

The boy next door only took less than two months to learn.

It's just at the beginner's level, and it's good enough that I can barely play the entire piece.

As for the sound quality, I had no expectations at all.

So, there is a joking element in what I said.

But Lu Qingfeng didn't think so.

He really put a lot of effort into learning the violin.

Having learned something, one naturally wants to show it off.

I used to be staring at my phone every day, and it was rare for me to have an audience, so I had to show off my skills.

"Don't worry, I won't let you down."