Qianmeng achievement, achievement!

This is a major event worthy of being included in the history of online literature, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the first person in 20 years.

After all, even if it is a book of Baimeng, there are only a handful of books in the entire Qichen.

Qianmeng is simply like a myth, how high does this need to be the foundation of popularity to achieve?

Just when converted into Chinese currency, this is an extremely large amount, with a total value of more than one million.

In other words, the book "Covering the Sky" has earned more than one million just by rewarding......

In the online literature industry, tipping has always been the small head of income, and the largest proportion is subscription, so it is difficult for outsiders to imagine how much the subscription of "Covering the Sky" earns.

This data is only known to He Xiao himself.

His current average booking is more than 210,000, which has long set a new record ceiling in the online literature industry.

Some laymen may think that 210,000 is not much compared to the thousands of book lovers, but they don't know how serious piracy is in China.

This is repeatedly banned, He Xiao is updated in less than a minute, and it will be directly grabbed by pirates without spending a penny, it can be said that the existence of piracy has made He Xiao lose at least tens of millions of manuscript fees.

But the market in the industry is like this, and there is no way to do it, all authors in the industry hate piracy to the core, but they can't change the status quo at all.

He Xiao has tens of millions of book fans, or even more, but only these 210,000 people are willing to pay on genuine websites.

And this is already quite a remarkable achievement.

210,000 are ordered, 40,000 words are updated a day, and more than 2 million are added every day, which is converted into Chinese currency, which is 200,000, even after sharing with Qichen, there are more than 100,000 incomes.

The income of more than 100,000 yuan per day, and the net subscription fee for a year exceeds 40 million, which is still just the main station of Qichen, not counting other channels.

On the wireless channel, the results of "Covering the Sky" are even more fierce, reaching more than 200,000 per book, with a daily income of more than 150,000, and when the two channels are added together, it is an unimaginable number.

And this number will be very long-lasting, after the completion of "Covering the Sky", there will be people who will continue to subscribe, and the income will be endless, even after a few years, there will be tens of millions of manuscript fees.

Therefore, the cake of the online literature industry is very large, otherwise the Internet giant would not have spent billions to acquire Qichen, once it reaches the peak, the income is unimaginable.

He Xiao is not short of money, and he will always have money in the coming year.

Winter in Yanjing is not beautiful, dry and cold.

After He Xiao updated the chapter, he leaned against the window and drank a cup of hot water, planning to go downstairs to buy something to eat.

Today is the day of breaking the thousand alliances, and it is also Christmas, the lights are lit up outside, and the shopping mall has hung up Christmas trees early.

Originally, He Xiao didn't want to spend foreign holidays, and he was not interested in Christmas, but when he thought that he was wandering alone in Yanjing City, and others could go home to party on this day, he felt uncomfortable, so he decided to eat something good.

Driving downstairs, He Xiao walked around the nearby shopping mall.

I bought two sets of clothes, went to the supermarket and picked out some fresh vegetables and pork ribs, and then went home deliciously.

Today, I made a bumper harvest of stewed vegetables in the Northeast, stewing pork ribs, beans, corn, and potatoes into a pot, which was really fragrant and charming.

Zhang Xuran will naturally come to rub rice, but in fact, it can't be said to be rubbing, because every time He Xiao cooks, he will deliberately bring out her share.

There is no way, in the entire Yanjing City, He Xiao does not have any friends, and the closest one is Zhang Xuran, and Zhang Xuran is in the same situation.

So when eating, I always think about each other.

Zhang Xuran has a bad temper, a bad mouth, and always loves to hit people, which is to be friends, if you are a lover, He Xiao wants to break up with her every minute.

At six o'clock in the evening, the stew was ready.

He Xiao opened the pot and sandwiched a piece of beans often, salty and suitable, sweet and delicious, the beans are not raw, nor rotten, just right.

When he was about to serve the pot, there was a knock at the door, Zhang Xuran went to open the door, and saw two figures, one large and one small, wearing down jackets and red necks, walking into the house with a smile, and shouting happily: "Merry Christmas~"

"Boss He, happy holidays. The smaller figure jumped in, wrinkled his little nose after smelling the fragrance, and said in surprise: "Ah, you are cooking? It just so happens that I am hungry, isn't it a coincidence!"

"Hey, your nose is smart enough. He Xiao jokingly brought out the dish and smiled at the two guests.

The big figure is Lin Yunkai, and the small figure is Lin Yueming, these two people live in Yanjing City, have nothing to do all day long, and come to He Xiao here every three or five days.

Speaking of which, Lin Yunkai is still very cultured, and his and Lin Yueming's names are taken from the meaning of the ancient poem "Keep the clouds open and see the moon", and He Xiao also learned later.

As for He Xiao's writing, Lin Yunkai expressed his support, after all, he is out of breath now, he has no prestige in the industry, and the silent ban will not help him.

It can be said that to be able to bring He Xiao to his debut, Lin Yunkai is already very difficult, and he owes Wang Shi a favor.

Of course, after He Xiao became famous, this favor did not exist.

"How long does it take to finish "Covering the Sky"?" During the banquet, Lao Lin and He Xiao touched a glass and asked.

He Xiao counted with his fingers and blinked: "Less than a million words, there is still more than half a month to write." ”

"What about after you finish writing?

"I didn't think about it. ”

He Xiao sandwiched a piece of pork ribs for Lin Yueming, and the little girl suddenly ate it happily, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

Lin Yun laughed and said: "Actually, it's not bad to be a writer, there is a director in our circle, isn't he a writer? ”

"Hey, I don't have that ability. He Xiao waved his hand and took a bite of rice by himself.

Life after fading out of the circle is actually not bad, but after a long time, there are always some people who can't get up, Lin Yunkai proposed to make him a writer, but he is always awkward in his heart, and he wants to return to the stage to sing, or film.

The meal was eaten late by a group of people, and by the time it had dispersed, it was already past ten o'clock.

He Xiao is cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and a TV show is playing in the living room, a new costume drama, which is also adapted, this author He Xiao also knows, one of the few female platinum writers in Qichen.

It is said that the copyright was sold for 20 million, and a bunch of small fresh meat was invited to star in the play, and the supporting roles were old drama bones.

I don't know how much copyright fee "Covering the Sky" can sell, He Xiao thought silently in his heart.

On TV, the leading actor walked in the mountains and forests vigorously, followed by a small soldier with some official positions, standing beside the leading actor with a serious face.

"Young master, you go quickly, I'll cut off the queen!"

Suddenly, the protagonist was attacked, and the little soldier shouted and rushed out, but before he could hold on for a few seconds, he was slashed to death by the other party, and blood was splattered on his face, and then the camera shifted, and his role was gone.

But He Xiao, who happened to see this scene, was slightly stunned.

He knew that ordinary little soldier, it was none other than Zhang Wei.

A year and a half has passed, and he is still chasing his dream in Hengdian, from playing a dead man at the beginning, to now being able to get one or two shots and lines, Zhang Wei is making progress little by little.

Seeing the old man, He Xiao looked a little in a trance, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh.

This place in the entertainment industry is too fucked up.