Han Mo knows that the ratings of the TV series are very high, but he doesn't know how popular this TV series is.

In one day, "The Legend of Zhen Huan" has become popular all over the country, "The Legend of Zhen Huan" can be heard in the small shops in the streets and alleys, and "The Legend of Zhen Huan" can be heard in the chatter after tea and dinner, and the most conspicuous position on the Internet, the most conspicuous position in the newspaper is all about the report of "The Legend of Zhen Huan".

It seems that if you don't talk about this TV series in the chat this day, it will be very outdated, and no one will pay attention to it if you don't write a little news about this TV in the entertainment news.

Before the broadcast, there were other TV series in the same schedule that wanted to gain popularity, so please take the opportunity to suppress "The Legend of Zhen Huan", but all this is just like what Han Mo said before, there is no need to make any response, don't pay attention to it, the ratings after the TV series is really broadcast will directly give a resounding slap in the face to a group of scheming people led by "The Legend of the Red Concubine".

When Han Mo got home, the little guy ran into his small room with a pillow printed with his mother's Q pattern, Han Mo looked at the back of the child running into the house excitedly, and shook his head with a smile.

"Son, you're back. Chen Yuehong walked out of the room with a stack of notebooks on her face.

Han Mo stretched out his hand to take the notebook in his mother's hand, and Chen Yuehong dodged slightly, "No, no, come, sit, let's sit down and talk." ”

Han Mo felt that his mother's expression was very strange, but he didn't know what his mother was going to do, so he sat down.

Chen Yuehong put a stack of notebooks on the coffee table, and then handed another one to Han Mo, "This is your Aunt Zhang's, your Aunt Li's, this is Sandong Teacher Chen's, this is Professor Hu's, this is ......"

In the end, a stack of well-made notebooks with different patterns and styles that originally fell in front of Chen Yuehong moved to another place, and all of them fell in front of Han Mo.

Han Mo looked at his mother with a little doubt, "This is ......"

"Let me sign it. Chen Yuehong raised her eyebrows proudly.

Han Mo glanced at his mother in surprise, then looked at the notebook in front of him, and frowned speechlessly.

"I'll cook today's meal, you will be responsible for signing it, don't leave a single book behind, I promised them. Chen Yuehong got up and walked to the kitchen, and after taking two steps, she didn't forget to turn around and tell her son, "Be serious, don't leave a single book behind." ”

Han Mo was a little helpless, and casually opened the top one.

Suddenly, the phone rang, and it was the familiar and unique ringtone again.

"Little Momo. ”

Han Mo didn't speak, Meng Si knew that he wouldn't reply to this sentence, so he said directly, "I got the latest news just now, what do you guess the ratings of "The Legend of the Red Concubine" are?"

Although Meng Si said that you can guess, he knew that Han Mo would not try to guess the numbers one by one, paused, gave himself a step, and said directly, "Yesterday they also broadcast two episodes, and the ratings were only 0.2. After saying that, Meng Si laughed.

Han Mo guessed that the ratings of "The Legend of the Red Concubine" would not be high, because it was their mistake to choose to broadcast it on the same day as "The Legend of Zhen Huan", Han Mo read the script in Zhang Liguo's hand, and it is not at the same level as "The Legend of Zhen Huan", if you deliberately avoid "The Legend of Zhen Huan", you may still get a piece of the pie, after all, there is still some heat before, plus the later special hype, it will not be too miserable, but they must not blame others for choosing to die by themselves.

Meng Si continued, "Now that Li Sheng is dragging relations everywhere for publicity, it is estimated that the planning company of the Immortal Office will not be able to come up with a plan to save "The Legend of the Red Concubine". ”

Han Mo smiled silently, what Meng Si said he believes, except for changing gears, there is no way to save "The Legend of the Red Concubine", if the TV series with different themes collides with the schedule and is broadcast at the same time, there may still be people who watch it, after all, radish and cabbage have their own loves, some people may be willing to watch criminal investigation, some people may be willing to watch the city, and they don't like to watch TV series with the big heroine in ancient costumes.

However, two TV series with the same theme and high similarity were broadcast on the same schedule and the same day, and they really fought for the plot, the acting skills of the actors, and the sophistication of the shooting.

"The Legend of the Red Princess" is really a three-no product compared to "The Legend of Zhen Huan".

Han Mo hung up the phone, he didn't have any emotional fluctuations in his heart because of other people's low ratings, he had a headache because there were so many books in front of him.

Han Mo frowned again and flipped through the first notebook.

At this time, the phone rang again, and an unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen, Han Mo answered the phone casually, and a gentle woman's voice came from the earpiece, and it could be heard from the voice that the person who spoke should be about forty years old.

"Hello Mr. Han, I am the editor-in-chief of Beidu Literature Publishing House, my surname is Huang, and I got your number from Mr. Wang Lei. Huang Yulan said politely.

Han Mo said politely, "Hello, Ms. Huang." ”

"That's the case, our publishing house wants to help you publish the work "The Legend of Zhen Huan", I don't know if you are willing to adapt this TV series into a version in addition to the script in your hand?"

Han Mo thought for a moment, this TV series was the first version in the previous world, and then it was adapted into a TV series, but he didn't expect this world to be made into a TV series first and then published.

"Mr. Han, are you still listening?" asked Editor-in-Chief Huang in a tentative new voice.

"Well, I'm here. ”

Maybe Han Mo was silent for a moment, Huang Yulan thought he was thinking about money, and hurriedly added, "In terms of price, we can talk." ”

In fact, Han Mo didn't think about this, after all, he is not so short of money now, and making "The Legend of Zhen Huan" into a TV series will make him a lot of money, as for the future publication, Han Mo has a casual mentality.

Han Mo thought for a while and replied briefly with one word, "Okay." ”

Huang Yulan didn't expect Han Mo to agree so happily, and she didn't even ask the price of the text copyright, to be honest, she also watched "The Legend of Zhen Huan" yesterday, and she was attracted by the plot as soon as she first watched it.

Beidu Literature Publishing House is a well-known old publishing house in the country, and it has been beautiful before, but with the rapid change of the online world, the audience of traditional media is getting smaller and smaller.

Huang Yulan thought that she could get the text copyright of "The Legend of Zhen Huan" immediately, and she was excited, she was not only the editor-in-chief of the publishing house, but also a loyal fan of "The Legend of Zhen Huan", and she had to stay in front of the TV series tonight to catch up on the drama.

"Mr. Han, our publishing house has a professional evaluation of each work to be published, and the publication fee is very reasonable, considering that your work is indeed a little different from other works we have published before, so we give you a copyright fee of 20 million. ”

Han Mo was still a little surprised, this price is indeed quite high in the price of publishing literary works.

Han Mo didn't answer immediately, Huang Yulan was a little flustered, she knew that she would definitely not be the only one who wanted the literary copyright of "The Legend of Zhen Huan", after thinking for a while, she said ruthlessly, "Mr. Han, our publishing house is really very sincere, and it can only be sold to 25 million at most, what do you think of this price?"

Han Mo was stunned again, he smashed his mouth and said, "Okay, I agree." ”