A total of eight million?

Ye Hao's eyes are about to come out!

At the beginning, the six million, after thinking about it carefully, he could barely explain it - because Beijing Newspaper is one of the largest newspaper groups in China, and the daily circulation of newspapers is absolutely astronomical.

In this world, due to the lack of culture, books and newspapers are paid attention to and protected, so the price of a newspaper here is two yuan, which is the national uniform price and the price of all newspapers.

And Ye Hao's original sharing requirement was eight points, that is, he could get one cent and six cents for two yuan of newspapers, and after deducting income tax, Ye Hao could still get six million, which is equivalent to a circulation of more than 60 million a day!

The circulation of 60 million is normal in China, a country with a population of more than one billion.

But!

What the hell is the two million in the back!

Just when Ye Hao was puzzled, Zhou Zhuangsheng called him, and he said happily: "Xiao Ye, did you receive the manuscript fee just now?"

Ye Hao was stunned, and said in his heart that this little old man had such a relationship with him, he had called him several times in the past few days, "Received!"

If Zhou Zhuangsheng knew this, he would probably be so angry that he would be kicked, because I don't know how many people in the industry begged him to call and he was still happy!

"It's good to get it, were you shocked when you saw the text message just now? To be honest, I didn't expect it to be so many. However, thanks to your poems, the sales of the newspaper that day instantly increased by more than ten points, almost breaking the historical record. Zhou Zhuangsheng's tone was full of excitement.

This is a record-breaker? The circulation of newspapers in the past was so low? Ye Hao felt how lacking the culture of this world was.

Ye Hao smiled dumbly: "By the way, Old Zhou, why did you give two million later?"

Zhou Zhuangsheng explained: "Oh, you said that! It's also strange to say, a few days ago, I don't know why the supplier suddenly asked us for this newspaper again, and said that it was the kind that was in a hurry, and now they are all starting to go nostalgic?"

Ye Hao smiled and didn't answer.

Because he already knows why. That's right, it must have been the broadcast of the news the day before yesterday that once again boosted the sales of the newspaper.

Ye Hao suddenly realized how correct he had been in this way before, otherwise this would be a gap of six million!

Zhou Zhuangsheng still didn't give up, and asked again this time: "Have you thought of any other works during this time? Any type of poetry is fine! As long as it's literature!"

Isn't there a lot of poetry? He casually said that it was just one poem, but he also understood that it was impossible for every poem to make as much money as "Believe in the Future". After all, "Believe in the Future" is set off by real life, the content is extremely positive, and it is broadcast live...... So many conditions have been met to have the current result.

However, even if he didn't need the conditions, he wouldn't do it. It is true that he loves money very much, but "a gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way", just for money, which is a trampling on literary works, and it is also disrespectful to the ancestors who wrote these works.

Besides, even if he has a lot of poems, he is not infinite, and if he uses one poem, he will have one less, so he tries to use them all on the blade, and making the best use of them is the greatest respect for these literary works.

But without poetry, he has other things, such as...... Serial!

Thinking of this, Ye Hao didn't beat around the bush, and said directly: "I don't have poetry for the time being, but there is one other literary work, I don't know if you want it?"

"I want it!" Zhou Zhuangsheng subconsciously shouted excitedly, and then found that the editor-in-chief of the Beijing newspaper seemed to be not very stable, and immediately became serious again, coughing: "Ahem, tell me what it is first?"

Ye Hao smiled: "Serial!"

It's just that writing the Internet can't satisfy Ye Hao now, because he has found that he is really short of points in the past few days, and only by doing more things will the speed of points growth be accelerated.

Moreover, serializing one is just a breeze for him.

As for why he didn't publish it on the website, what he wanted to write first was a short serial, and it was not suitable for writing as an online article.

After all, according to his update speed, hundreds of thousands of words of short stories must be over before they are put on the shelves?

Conversely, if it is too long, it is not suitable for newspaper publication......

"Oh...... Ah, cough, cough, what are you talking about?" Zhou Zhuangsheng just picked up the water cup and drank saliva, almost choking to death.

Ye Hao repeated, "That's it, why can't you publish a serialization over there?"

Zhou Zhuangsheng hurriedly said: "It's not that it can't be published, but it's ...... Let's tell you directly, it was easy to say more than ten years ago, but now it's really not suitable! If you want to write, I recommend you to go to a website that specializes in writing. ”

There is indeed a newspaper under their Beijing newspaper industry, but that thing is basically not read by anyone now, and there is almost no sales, and it has changed from a weekly magazine to a monthly magazine......

"Is this inappropriate? Think I'm writing too badly?" Ye Hao said unconvinced.

"That's really a point I'm worried about...... Well, it's not, the main reason is that the space given to the newspaper section is too small, and because the interval between each issue is too long, many people forget the previous issue after reading the next issue, which can easily cause the loss of readers. Zhou Zhuangsheng said everything on the point.

In fact, whether the length is small or the interval is long, in the final analysis, it is the quality of the content itself.

As long as it's good enough and the plot is attractive enough, are you afraid that no one will watch it?

Besides, it's not for nothing to stand on him?

Zhou Zhuang was afraid that he would go astray, so he added a few more words: "Moreover, the newspaper that published it sold too badly to make money!"

Ye Hao smiled confidently and said, "What if I say that mine is good enough to increase the sales of that newspaper?"

Zhou Zhuangsheng sighed all his life, "So confident?"

"That's how confident!" Ye Hao smiled.

Zhou Zhuangsheng thought that Ye Hao could write a modern poem like "Believe in the Future", and for some reason he began to look forward to it, "Okay, then you write the beginning of 20,000 sons for me first, and I'll take a look before deciding!"

"Okay, I'll send it to you about tonight. By the way, give me your email address. ”

"Wait...... Okay, I'll send you!"

When he was about to hang up the phone, Zhou Zhuangsheng suddenly asked again, "By the way, what type is that?"

"Sci-fi!"

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(End of chapter)