Yang Fan didn't have time for them to be here to mess around for this money, anyway, he owes more than 1 million now.

And he came this time for prestige, money is not his first goal, that is, with the idea of making extra money.

The other party gave a price, a full 500,000 yuan, which surprised Yang Fan a little, this price is relatively high in the current cultural circle.

To tell the truth, there are relatively few people who can appreciate a personal anthology like this, that is to say, he is relatively weak in the customer base, and how many copies he can sell, the benefits he receives will naturally have a big discount.

This thing is not like those novels written by Yang Fan, if you have to find something comparable, that is, the fairy tales he wrote before, it is similar to this thing.

It is because of Yang Fan's fame that he slowly began to improve, and his reputation in the literary and artistic circles can be regarded as having some growth, so he can sell it at this price.

After negotiating, Wang Ya took out the contract from her purse, put it in front of Yang Fan, and said with a smile: Then I wish us a happy cooperation Teacher Yang Fan, you don't have to think about other things, about the promotion of this book, if you can promote it on Weibo, we are very happy, of course, if you have any concerns, then forget it. ”

Of course, Yang Fan should take this matter, how to say that it is also his first anthology, and it is not a matter of promoting it on Weibo.

"Thank you so much, but it's just the analysis of our article, I don't know when you have time......"

Yang Fan didn't have to think about these things at all, because when he got these articles or 10 times, there were some very clear analyses at the bottom, and even there were a lot of related insights, which was enough to make it excerpt.

"Don't worry, I'll write when I get back tonight, and I'll give it to you within three days at the latest. Yang Fan said happily.

Wang Ya had heard of Yang Fan's high efficiency before, but she didn't expect this person to be so fast, she still hurriedly said: "You don't have to be in such a hurry Teacher Yang Fan, although it is your article, but we know that the corresponding analysis of these things must have different ideas, you can get it slowly, just give it to me within half a month, after all, it takes some time for the publicity and distribution on our side, uh, of course, if you have time, I don't know if you can write a small preface to this collection of this article for you?"

Yang Fan heard her say Xiaoxu, and tasted the product thoughtfully, but his brain didn't keep up with it all of a sudden, and it was indeed quite complicated.

"That's right, in fact, there aren't many words for you to write this little preface, it's entirely because you're the author of this anthology, we want to see what you think on the first page, of course, it's still the same sentence just now, if you don't want to, we won't say it anymore. ”

This is my own book, how can I let others write a small preface to my book, Yang Fan hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No need, I'll do it myself." ”

As he spoke, he thought back to some of the articles he had drawn for so long, and some so-called poems and other things, and after thinking about it for a while, he said, "Uh...... Do you have a pen, please?"

"Ah, are you going to write now? don't hurry, you can write it again when you think about it, it's all right. ”

But when he saw Yang Fan's confident appearance, he knew that people must have a plan in their hearts, so he could say such a thing.

As he spoke, he handed one of his golden fountain pens into Yang Fan's hand.

Yang Fan took it in his hand and shook it a few times, glanced at Wang Ya again, the inquiring color on his face was even stronger, Wang Ya's face turned red, and he hurriedly took out another piece of paper and handed it to Yang Fan.

Then, he took off the camera around his neck, turned on the camera mode directly, and then put it aside, and then, as if playing a trick, took out a spare camera from his bag, and began to shoot Yang Fan writing the preface, which can also be used as a cover.

Yang Fan actually had a thought in his heart, if he really wanted to integrate all these poems he wrote, what articles and other things, then this preface would not be able to be written.

But he can circle all these things in a big and broad way, and then summarize his own thoughts.

And his own anthology must express his inner thoughts and value system, Yang Fan thought of the things he had written, flipped his wrist again, and wrote a paragraph on the white paper.

"Study for the Rise of China!"

……

Wang Ya on the side was simply stunned, "Reading for the rise of China?"

It's just a lot of courage, just 9 words of effort, but completely mobilized some of the breath in his heart.

"Teacher Yang Fan really deserves his reputation, your words made my blood boil, it's just amazing!"

If Wang Zhi used to have a trace of suspicion about this person who was arrested and put into the police station, but when he saw Yang Fan writing down these 9 words, he actually understood in his heart that this is a good writer who really serves the country and the people, although he looks young now, he has his own principles and values than some characters of the older generation, and this is also a person worthy of deep friendship.

The time for the two of them to talk about work was less than a quarter of an hour, and before the coffee came up, Yang Fan patted his ass and left.

As for Wang Ya, she carefully folded Yang Fan's piece of paper, and then went to the Northwest University Press with an excited face.

As soon as she returned to the publishing house, there were some small staff members who greeted her, if it was in the past, he would definitely talk back to these people very politely, but now, with such a good idea as Yang Fan, the most critical juncture for her now is to report this matter to the leader!

In the afternoon, Yang Fan's preface had been passed, and the editor-in-chief reported this matter to the president, who was holding a meeting in the imperial capital, and after hearing that Yang Fan wrote a preface to the anthology, he smiled very happily, and even said that Yang Fan's 9 words can top a million words, which shows the excitement in his heart.

Naturally, the editor-in-chief was also very happy, and immediately handed over the follow-up work of this matter to Wang Ya.

"Damn, this Teacher Yang Fan is too powerful, studying for the rise of China, it's really a big spirit, such a big mind!"

"Teacher Yang Fan's talent is simply nothing to say, you see these so-called new generation of writers, which one can be compared with Teacher Yang Fan?"

"It's really not, according to me, even those older generation of writers now, compared with such a prolific teacher Yang Fan, it is also a lot inferior. ”

"I said you guys who have never seen the world, let's hurry up and work, Xiao Sun, go, say hello to my colleagues in the Propaganda Department, ask them to make us the best cover, and then put Teacher Yang Fan's words on it......"

Xiao Sun walked away with a smile, and on the side, Sun Qian, who was an employee of the same level as Wang Ya and was also a best friend, walked up to her side with a wicked smile on her face at this time, and said, "I heard that you are making an anthology these days, right? Is it about Teacher Yang Fan?"

Wang Ya was stunned for a moment, "Yes, but what does this have to do with you, a little girl, you shouldn't chase stars, right?"

When Sun Qian heard this, she pursed her lips disdainfully, "What do you mean that I don't chase stars, it's just that those stars in the past were a group of embroidered pillows, with empty looks and no connotation...... But Mr. Yang Fan is different, he is not only tall and handsome, but he has done it in all walks of life, and he has made great achievements, such a person should be my idol. ”

"Uh...... You little girl, if you have anything to say, just say it...... But I can tell you, the piece of paper that Mr. Yang Fan gave me, you don't have to dream anymore, I'm going to take it home and frame it, and then hang it in my room. Wang Ya obviously knew about her best friend's urine, so she quickly gave her a preventive injection.

"You...... Why are you so stingy, don't you say that we are best friends? Just a piece of paper, I asked you for it, you still don't give it to me?" Sun Qian pretended to be very angry.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, when Mr. Yang Fan's anthology is printed, I'll ask him to sign a copy for you, okay?"

"Two books...... No, three copies!"

"Okay, okay, don't mess around here, if you're really okay, let me supervise the printing house over there, and the book cover production, I'm very busy right now." ”

"Good...... But you have to remember the signing of the book!"

These employees of Northwest University Press are all high-achieving students who graduated from the School of Liberal Arts, and some are even famous college students who graduated from Imperial Capital University, but they are still impressed by Yang Fan's words.

Reading for the rise of China, this is an almighty preface, no matter which book it is placed in, it seems to make sense, but if someone can check it, you can know that Mr. Yang Fan is such a person.

Now, in the process of studying, he is constantly enriching himself, in addition, he is also constantly helping some people in need, he is using his words and deeds to prove what he has said.

……

After talking to others, Yang Fan just returned home, and his mobile phone prompted that he had 500,000 yuan in his account.

Yang Fan didn't expect people to believe in himself so much, and before he could get a word about these things, he had already called him the money.

It seems that he is very satisfied with the order he did, which is a good thing, at least to prove his own problem, and it will definitely be promoted to the maximum.

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth hooked up a smile, and then he boarded his Weibo, just posted a sentence on it.

"Reading for the Rise of China - "Yang Fan's Anthology"!"

Other than that, he didn't say anything and seemed very low-key.

Now that he has received money from others, Yang Fan must have put all his strength into work and start working.

To be honest, if others are asked to explain Yang Fan's poems and other things, then they must be stupid, and it will take at least more than a month, not including Yang Fanman's dissatisfaction with their works.

However, if you let Yang Fan do it himself, it is a lot easier, when these articles are transmitted to his mind, he himself also has a corresponding experience of these things, he only needs to say his experience, and in conjunction with those related annotations, it will be alive!

But having said that, this thing still cost him a lot of energy, and for a whole night, Yang Fan put all his energy on this matter.

He boasted that he would hand in the manuscript in three days, but fortunately he was in good health and did not fall into sleepiness, so he could continue to work unremittingly.

In the past three days, Yang Fan simply couldn't eat or sleep well, and he devoted himself to this matter, sitting in front of the computer for at least 15 hours a day.

Finally, three days later, in the morning, he finally dared to send the manuscript to others within the time he said.

Over there, Wang Ya had just gone to work and was arranging some relevant documents in an orderly manner, when there was a sound of two clicks on the computer.

She didn't care, and when she looked at it, she realized that it was her mailbox, which showed that an email had been sent.

He clicked in and looked, his pupils contracted slightly, this is a document of a few MB, and the signature on it is "Yang Fan's Anthology".

She hurriedly clicked on it and looked at it, and then looked at it like this, it was nearly an hour.

After she finished reading these things, she let out a deep breath, and her heart fluctuated, it seemed that she really thought that Teacher Yang Fan was a little too weak.

The strength of others is beyond their imagination, and for example, they now hold this more than 100,000-word annotation in their hands.

This is enough to prove Mr. Yang Fan's sincerity, and he can also give advice to the leader.

On the other side, Yang Fan rubbed his old waist, the whole person felt very tired, he was not iron, for three days and three nights, unremitting work, even if he was an iron man, he would be tired.

In addition, among these annotations, many of them are from another world, and he has to review them word by word, otherwise what if his most important secret is exposed?

At noon, Wang Ya called me.

Yang Fan was lying on the bed at this time, and saw the phone answer in a daze, "Hey, who are you?"

Obviously hearing the tired sound over there, Wang Ya put her tone very soft, and hurriedly said politely: "Is it Teacher Yang Fan? I am Wang Ya, I signed the contract with you a few days ago, I don't know if you remember?"

Yang Fan nodded, "What's the matter, Editor Wang?"

"That's right, Mr. Yang Fan. On our editorial side, since we got your manuscript, almost half of the editorial department has been reviewing it, and we finally sorted out these manuscripts before noon...... Actually, there's nothing to sort out when it comes to it, I really admire you...... We checked it three times and there was not a single typo, your level is simply amazing......"

Yang Fan yawned and said, "Whereever, this is what I should do." ”

……

Time passed quickly, and half a month passed in an instant.

The breeze blows gently, bringing a hint of floral scent, and some of the flowers that caught up with early spring are now quietly blooming.

The charming spring is exciting, although the spring breeze is still cold, but Yang Fan's heart feels beautiful, on this day she received a message from Wang Ya, let him go to see the sample book, at this moment, Yang Fan is full of emotion in his heart, just like witnessing the growth of his son, just like the fresh buds to grow out of new hope.

This time, Wang Ya obviously attaches more importance to Yang Fan than last time, let's take the call just now, Yang Fan didn't say that he was going to take a sample book, the other party said that he would send it over in a while, and his words were very polite.

Yang Fan gave his address to the other party, and at this time, he looked at the home that had been messed up by himself, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

This kid, although he is usually a little informal, but he loves face very much in his bones, and people want to come over, if he sees his home so messy, although he doesn't say it, he must have some opinions in his heart.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan could only get up, then fetched a basin of water, took out some cleaning items from the bathroom, and began to get up.

He was so energetic that he was eager to take a look at his sample book at the thought that he would come over in a moment.

Of course, he really didn't have much hope for the book's sales. These things are different from those fantasy novels and supernatural novels published by themselves, and there is certainly no comparison in sales.

However, this thing can make his position in the literary world more stable.

After all, it is an anthology, which can make you have a greater voice in the literary circle.

To a certain extent, his works and influence can weaken the weakness of qualifications, and Yang Fan can only be regarded as a little famous in the literary world now, and even many people do not recognize him.

However, as long as the anthology named after himself has received the corresponding honor and is liked by everyone, then in the literary world, Yang Fan can completely gain a firm foothold, instead of being in a fluttering state all the time.

The only thing he can rely on now is his fans, just like the things he usually writes, although they are rarely appreciated by everyone, but they have always been popular.

Don't say that you are writing novels, making movies, making TV series, etc., these are all subject to the test of the masses and the study of the market.

Otherwise, the so-called writers will only rest on their laurels, and their achievements will never be great.

Let's take Niu Longde, who has been arrested and sentenced to 5 years in prison, he actually doesn't have any decent masterpieces.

If he wants to publish an anthology, unless he is paying for it, no publishing house is willing to pay for him to print books out of his own pocket, because the gains outweigh the losses!

Although it is said that there is a person in the literary world, his name is not loud, and he is not recognized by the market, to put it bluntly, he is a pseudo-writer and has no influence in China.

Yang Fan was still thinking about things while working, but he finally didn't delay anything, and it took nearly half an hour for the entire room and living room to finally be cleaned to a level that satisfied him.

After finishing the work, Yang Fan stretched his waist and wiped the sweat on his head. Ever since he knew that he could exercise his physical strength by withdrawing his vitality, he had developed such a good habit.

As long as he was working or running, he would seal his vitality and make full use of his physical abilities.

After taking a hot shower, Yang Fan had just come out in a bathrobe, and was about to go to the room to get a hair dryer and dry his hair, when he heard the doorbell ring at home.

He thought that someone from the publishing house was coming, and he didn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly ran over, "Editor Wang, hello...... Why are you here?"

Yang Fan looked at the person standing in front of him, wearing a black windbreaker, cotton hat, sunglasses, and a mask, and recognized him at first sight.