But in the final analysis, the main reason is that the current funds have not yet arrived, because the distribution of my manuscript fee is based on one quarter, and I have taken a month to open a factory for my father.

Wait until next month's 50 million, which seems to be more than a month.

You can't be idle for a month, then how popular you will be by then, you will definitely be forgotten by everyone.

After eating, he sent Zhenzhen to the kindergarten, Yang Fan drove home, walked on the road, and went to the supermarket to buy some chicken, duck and fish, as well as all kinds of cooked food, and bought a lot.

When the refrigerator was filled, Yang Fan began to feel that he had nothing to do.

There was no way, he could only go to the community to slip away.

Having said that, Yang Fan has been focusing on his internal cultivation during this time, although the foundation of his body has been conceived very well, but this Bajiquan is just a hard kung fu.

In addition, he has upgraded this set of boxing techniques to the lower level of Huang Pin, so naturally, the physical requirements are much greater.

Yang Fan can also understand why when he was practicing, he obviously felt that he could play that move, but he always felt that he was a little less hot and couldn't play this move to the fullest.

That is actually because of the factors of his own physique, and he did not meet the standard of cultivating external skills.

Yang Fan was not discouraged, didn't he say that cultivating immortals has no time? buddy should be regarded as amazingly talented, otherwise how could he reach the third realm of the first layer of cultivation so quickly?

So, sometimes the so-called cultivation techniques, you can't just have the techniques, but also have to cooperate with each other in terms of physical fitness, so that you can exert the corresponding effect.

Of course, the increase in physical fitness, these things have a gradual process, and they cannot be achieved overnight.

Otherwise, Yang Fan would not have been able to fill his refrigerator and bought so many cooked chicken and duck food, and even some eggs specially prepared for those who exercise muscles*, Yang Fan also bought a lot.

It seems that in the future, I will continue to do the corresponding aerobic training, and I will increase my physical strength anyway.

A little embarrassed when running, Yang Fan ran ten laps down, and was embarrassed to find that he didn't mean to be tired at all.

Only then did he remember that his body had been running with vitality, which made him secretly curse himself for being a fool.

If the vitality has been maintained in a state of operation, then his entire physical fitness is like a shell wrapped on the outside of an egg, and the outer shell can indeed block a lot of attacks for himself, but you can't rely on this thing for the rest of your life, right, if you have a strong strength to break it, then those eggs inside must not flow out?

Yang Fan was reluctant to do such a thing, so he simply sealed his vitality directly before continuing to run.

It turns out that Yang Fan, who doesn't turn on his vitality, is simply a weak chicken, that is to say, if he relies purely on physical fitness, Yang Fan doesn't want to beat Niu Cuihua, who looks fat, and it is estimated that he will be at the level of pulling someone from the street and he is half a catty.

Yang Fan ran another 10 laps at once, but this time the ten laps were very different from the last time.

Just looking at the fact that all his bodies are wet now, you can know how bad Yang Fan's physique is.

When he finally finished his run, and then just returned to his house, drinking sports drinks, and was about to take a shower, Ding Ding, a phone call came in.

Yang Fan picked up the phone, put it to his ear, gasped and said, "Hello, I'm Yang Fan, who are you?"

"Is it Mr. Yang Fan? Hello, we are from Northwest University Press, do you have time?" came the voice of a middle-aged woman over there, her voice a little sharp.

Yang Fan took his mobile phone and put the water aside, "Well, I'm really sorry, basically all the novel copyrights on my side have been sold, so there may be no way to help you." ”

When the middle-aged woman over there heard this, she smiled, and hurriedly said: "You misunderstood, Mr. Yang Fan, your novel has been published, and it sells very well, and those fairy tales have spread all over the streets, so we naturally know." But this time, we don't want to talk to you about those, but I still want to ask you, those ancient poems and lyrics, as well as those modern poems, should have the copyright in your hands, right?"

Yang Fan's eyelids picked up slightly, and said with some surprise: "What do you want to publish, those copyrights are in my hands, but the poems and prose I wrote should be too miscellaneous, and it is inconvenient for you to publish them." ”

The woman over there saw the door, and hurriedly said: "You can rest assured about this matter, our publishing house, planning to publish a special anthology for you, just get your little short films, of course, if you can, the paintings you painted, we also hope to buy them together, can be used as illustrations for this anthology, I don't know if you are interested?"

To tell the truth, Yang Fan really didn't expect that he would one day be able to publish a collection of his own anthologies, these things were only available to those writers in ancient times.

And more importantly, he was still worried that he would not be able to maintain his favor because he had no exposure, but he didn't expect that someone would send him a pillow just after he fell asleep, and this pillow was quite big.

However, Yang Fan is a little unsure of the sales of his anthology, if this is published, no one will buy it, wouldn't it make him embarrassed to death?

And more importantly, Yang Fan believes that publishing an anthology must require the accumulation of time and experience, although it is undeniable that his literary talent is very strong, but how to say that in this era of essay learning, he is a type of new youth.

And even if you don't talk about seniority, the modern poems he has written now, what poems and other things, there are less than fifteen poems, and a collection of essays will have fifty or sixty pages, are some of his things too thin.

But Yang Fan didn't want to slap his swollen face and become fat, so he used his reputation to pick up some of those similar poems and buy them back.

Come on, the things he writes now, all of them are the best of the best, he doesn't want to smash his signboard, besides, Wen Qi's publication is estimated to only account for a momentary popularity, of course, more importantly, he is shy now, how can he have time to publish a book!

"I'm quite interested, I don't know where we're talking?" Since Yang Fan had made up his mind, he said straight to the point.

"Okay, have you been in the ancient city, then let's make an appointment with the Mocha coffee shop in the city center, which is a landmark in your city, okay?"

Of course, Yang Fan knows that this store is a relatively high-end consumption model, a cup of ordinary coffee costs three or four hundred yuan, he has money to burn, how can he go there?

But no matter how you say it now, you can be regarded as a rich man, and you can be regarded as accepting this thing.

After chatting with that person, Yang Fan went directly to take a shower, and without even eating, he drove out directly.

Mocha Coffee Shop, located in the CBD of the ancient city, is simply an inch of land, even if it is an ordinary 100-square-meter house, it needs a price of at least 3 million.

Although there is no way to compare with the housing prices in the imperial capital, it is very high in the northwest cities.

This Northwest University Press, Yang Fan has also heard of it, counting 20 years ago, it should be a subordinate department of this 211 University, but who made the family run well, and slowly got out of the control of the school, but the boss is also a book, and he did not change the name.

The reputation of this publishing house is still relatively famous in the northwest, at least Yang Fan has read some of their published books.

And they, the main products are, the kind of hardcover books, such as some prose poetry collections, what kind of chicken soup for the soul, etc., which have been relatively popular in recent years, and because of the good quality of the books and the exquisite covers, they have also been loved by a large number of literature and art lovers or literary youth, and have a wide mass base.

When I came to the door of the store, there was already a waiter waiting there. Seeing Yang Fan coming, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Hello, are you Teacher Yang Fan?" The waiter's heart was still a little excited, and he didn't know what kind of luck he was taking, but he was able to talk to Teacher Yang Fan, and he was blessed in his previous life.

Yang Fan nodded, and the waiter took him into a window position, and as soon as Yang Fan passed, he saw a smartly dressed short-haired woman sitting on the side.

When the man saw Yang Fan coming, he hurriedly stood up and stretched out his hand with a smile.

Yang Fan didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly stretched out his hand.

The hands of the two people were intertwined, shaking each other, and Yang Fan heard the other party say: "Hello, Teacher Yang Fan, I really have admired the name for a long time!

Yang Fan was a little flattered, this sister looked like she should be older than herself, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I'm younger than you, I should call you Teacher Wang." ”

"Then how can it be done, how can I be virtuous, besides, Teacher Yang Fan, although we look at seniority in our cultural circle, but also look at ability, you have the ability, you are worthy of the respect of all of us. ”

Yang Fan's face was a little embarrassed, and his words directly made him speechless, and he was really not a good stubble.

"What do I have to respect, the Internet can scold me to death now!"

Yang Fan sat down, Wang Ya asked Yang Fan what coffee he wanted to drink, Yang Fan looked at the coffee on the price list and pointed to the cheapest.

"Don't say that, others don't know, we all understand, you redress Uncle Wang's grievances, we all see it, in our cultural circle, you are this, but this circle also has its corresponding rules, but sometimes I just can't understand, why was you such an excellent host fired, I see, your TV people, it's really a little too pedantic, what age is this, and you still care about those things!"

In fact, Wang Ya thought so in her heart, Yang Fan is such an excellent person, it stands to reason that no matter which unit he puts in, he is a fragrant and sweet existence, and it is difficult for her to understand why Yang Fan, such an excellent person, was fired by Gudu TV.

And what made her even more red was that the last time Yang Fan published the ghost blowing lamp with the Imperial Capital Publishing House, the sales volume was simply crazy, although it did not reach hundreds of millions of sales, but the overall sales, if spread evenly, reached at least more than 10000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000

Their president is now talking about this a lot. All day long, I was talking about why Yang Fan's such a good thing was so good that the group of people from Christ Publishing House actually picked peaches? It was difficult for them to understand why this happened like this.

But in fact, there are some incomplete points in saying this, so how can we say it? The publishing houses of today are very different from those of the past, and all newspapers and the like in the past were the eyes and ears of the government, and they were more political, but now, most of the newspapers have been converted into private ones, so what they pursue is the interests of the publishing houses.

As for TV stations, although they also have such a trend, in general, the political level is greater than the economic level.

Both of them are a fiery character, and they started talking directly about the publication of this anthology.

Yang Fan was actually very entangled in his heart, and he also asked the question he was thinking.

"That Mr. Wang, these poems and lyrics I wrote, he shouldn't be able to publish a book, right?"

Wang Ya obviously didn't expect Yang Fan to ask such a question, but she explained with a smile: "Don't worry, Teacher Yang Man, we have done project planning here, and it must be enough." For example, these poems of yours, we will do the corresponding illustrations, didn't I just ask you? That is, those illustrations of your paintings, can they be inserted, we can also pay for them, of course, those illustrations are only for your poetry collection, we will not use them in violation of regulations in other places, please rest assured!"

Yang Fan nodded, but then tilted his head and said, "This is not enough, after all, if there are more illustrations than words, is the perfunctory atmosphere a little too heavy?"

Yang Fan is thinking about these things now, not at all at the level of making money, after all, he is not bad for money now, he is thinking about his first anthology, he should be perfect and beautiful, and don't leave regrets in the future.

"Of course, not only these, but also your poem, as well as those words and ancient poems, as well as famous articles, we will analyze them accordingly, as well as the translation of the text, we will invite some professors and everyone in related fields to analyze these things of yours...... Of course, if you can do it yourself, we are also very happy to welcome it, after all, your literary level is simply the leading figure of the new generation in today's China!"

Yang Fan nodded, "There is no problem with the relevant analysis, but since you have invited the relevant professors, if they have any evaluations, you can also put them in it, after all, it is impossible for an article to have no shortcomings? This is not very true." ”

When Yang Fan said this, Wang Ya saw that Yang Fan's expression had changed a little, he didn't expect such a young teenager to be so meticulous in his heart, and he could accept other people's evaluations of his works calmly, what a big mind this must be?

For this one thing alone, she felt that she had come to the right place today, this teenager was very unusual, and he could definitely become the cash cow of their publishing house, if the relationship was handled well, with the opportunity to make money later, it would not be a big deal.