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Chapter 10, Capital Literature and Art

How much money does Wang Duoyu have? Not much, really. Because before crossing over, Wang Duoyu was just a bootlicker, unable to save money at all. Even if he had money in his pocket, it would be quickly given to his ex-wife Chen Qingwan.

The yard under his feet and the radio he bought when he got married cost him nearly 130 yuan in total. In that era, 130 yuan was definitely a huge sum of money.

The radio cost fifty yuan, and the materials for building the house cost a lot of money. All this money was contributed by his eldest brother, third brother and other brothers and sisters.

In fact, it is not a loan, but now Wang Duoyu can support himself and even make more money. Of course, he does not want to "owe" it. After all, brothers should settle accounts clearly, and debts of favor between family members are even more difficult to repay.

The eldest brother, the third brother and others did not agree to Wang Duoyu paying back the money, and the latter did not say anything else. Although there was a big age gap between the brothers, their relationship had always been good.

Since Sun Shouyi came to his home on the evening of May 12, the whole Dahonggou Village knew that Wang Duoyu had become a writer that night, so many people came to his house the next day.

All the sisters who were married out came back, because they were married not far away, just a few kilometers or more than ten kilometers away from the nearby villages, so visiting relatives was very convenient and it only took half a day to walk there.

But they didn't walk that fast, instead the gossip was spreading even faster.

In Huaxi Village, Qingshan Township, Li Dongwu came to Du Jianping's house to review again, because reviewing with two people creates a better learning atmosphere. If it was just Li Dongwu alone, he would most likely be disturbed by the outside world, and then his learning efficiency would become very low.

Du Jianping and Li Dongwu were reading and doing homework in the room when a man came in and saw them and said loudly:
"Jianping, Dongwu, have you heard? Wang Duoyu has become a writer. I heard he received two royalties, one for 34 yuan and the other for 7.5 yuan. He only wrote a little over 13,000 words, but it's already worth someone else's monthly income."

"Tsk, Liang Kangmin, stop spreading rumors here. Do you think I will believe them?" Li Dongwu sneered and asked back, then said disdainfully:
"Don't we know what kind of person Wang Duoyu is? If he was really that capable, he would have been admitted to university last year and wouldn't have divorced Chen Qingwan."

Chen Qingwan is the most beautiful educated youth in Qingshan Township. She is the white moonlight of Li Dongwu, Du Jianping, Liang Kangmin and others. Although she has divorced Wang Duoyu and it is almost impossible to see her in the future, this does not prevent them from missing her.

If Wang Duoyu had been more motivated at the beginning, he would not have divorced Chen Qingwan. After all, in Qingshan Township, a small place with only a few miles around, Chen Qingwan is the dream of all unmarried men, and everyone wants to marry her home.

"This isn't a rumor. I've personally been to Dahonggou Village and read those two letters from Wang Duoyu. One was sent to him by People's Literature magazine, and the other was even more remarkable. It was from the monthly journal Science China: Mathematics. Did you know that he published a mathematical paper?"

Liang Kangmin spoke excitedly, gesticulating as he described everything he had seen at Wang Duoyu's house. "I heard from Duoyu that you've been to his house and seen those cryptic symbols he wrote before, right? Those were math papers. Do you know what he wrote about?"

Du Jianping's eyes were dull, and he was a little bit unconvinced, but he also felt that it was reasonable. It seemed that it was not surprising that Wang Duoyu could become a writer. After all, he was the man who married Chen Qingwan.

Thinking of this incident, Du Jianping's memory was brought back to a few years ago, when Chen Qingwan was still single. Countless men had written love letters to her, and many even pretended to be gangsters to scare her, just to stay with her for a while longer.

"Liang Kangmin, you don't need to review anymore, right?" Li Dongwu couldn't stand it any longer. He was completely defeated. He didn't want to hear any more about Wang Duoyu, but Liang Kangmin kept chattering on and on. It was so annoying. Liang Kangmin was really speechless after hearing this. After all, he was also a student who failed the college entrance examination last year, and his scores weren't very good. But that's just his personality. He's relatively optimistic and likes to chat about gossip. Besides, Wang Duoyu's performance was really awesome.

However, Du Jianping recovered and stood up without saying anything, walking out. Liang Kangmin and Li Dongwu didn't understand and asked him a question, but he just said without turning his head, "Go to Wang Duoyu's house."

Li Dongwu and Liang Kangmin immediately followed and ran to Wang Duoyu's house.

At this time, many people gathered in the yard of Wang Duoyu's house. They were all acquaintances from several nearby villages, which proved the old saying: If you are poor in a downtown, no one will care about you; if you are rich in the mountains, you will have distant relatives.

Anyway, ever since the 12th, Wang Duoyu's house has been very lively and has never stopped.

When Li Dongwu stood behind Du Jianping and saw the piece of paper in Du Jianping's hand, which contained the reply from People's Literature to Wang Duoyu, totaling thirty-three yuan and ninety cents, Li Dongwu was completely devastated.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!
However, this is the fact. Even if Li Dongwu doesn't believe it, he can't change the reality.

At this moment, Sun Shouyi rushed in excitedly, shouting as he ran, "Great writer, great writer, another letter has arrived. This time it's from Capital Literature and Art. What novel have you written this time?"

Sun Shouyi's words attracted the attention of Du Jianping and others, especially Li Dongwu and Liang Kangmin, whose expressions were even more exciting, because the former's excited words showed that Wang Duoyu had successfully published another novel this time, but they didn't know how much the royalties were.

"Thank you, Brother Sun. Haha, let me take a look first." Wang Duoyu took it politely. His younger brothers and sisters and others had already come closer. Li Dongwu, Du Jianping, Liang Kangmin and others also stretched their necks. Everyone was very curious.

This time, the reply from "Beijing Literature and Art" was indeed accepted. On the day of college entrance examination registration, Wang Duoyu sent out five letters, including two mathematics papers and three novels.

I have received three replies so far, but the other two letters have not been sent back yet, and I don’t know what the specific situation is.

"Beijing Literature and Art" was founded in 1950. The editors-in-chief at that time included Lao She, Wang Zengqi and others. After it was resumed in 1971, it was renamed "Beijing New Literature and Art". Two years later, it was changed back to "Beijing Literature and Art". It is a magazine that publishes short and medium-length novels, reportage, prose essays, poetry and literary reviews. Wang Duoyu contributed a short story of more than 20,000 words.

Li Dongwu saw the remittance slip for the royalties in Wang Duoyu's hand and instantly became jealous. He couldn't help but say sarcastically, "This is pure idiocy. A random novel can actually be published? What's wrong with this world?"

PS: Today is the singles’ carnival, I wish you all success in finding your single life!

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