Chapter 7 Tipping
If readers feel that a book is good, they will use the reward to express their appreciation, although the money is very vulgar, but it is very direct.
can live in such a high-end apartment in Yanjing City, obviously this Xiaoya is not short of money, and he reached out and rewarded two hundred yuan.
The website also has a hierarchy of author fans, and the reader's consumption of an author will be converted into stars, and the acquisition of stars is directly linked to the money consumed.
The rules are like this, one zero star, ten dollars is one star, one hundred dollars is two stars, and so on.
And the website also has a half-star, for example, the consumption of five yuan is a half-star, the consumption of five hundred is two and a half stars, and so on.
Two hundred yuan is not much, and China is generally richer now, but there are not many people who give two hundred yuan so casually after reading a book, and the book is only 30,000 words.
"That's it, now the author has to reply to me. After Xiaoya ordered the reward, she said to Sister Lian next to her with a smile.
However, Sister Lian didn't seem to be very optimistic, shook her head and said, "Not necessarily, those who engage in literature, not to mention whether they really regard money as dung, at least to save face, if he didn't reply to you before, but now he replied to you because you rewarded two hundred yuan, he is also afraid that he will be misunderstood that he loves money as life." ”
"Ah, then Sister Lian, why didn't you say it earlier, I wouldn't be self-defeating like this. Xiaoya touched the back of her head, with a look of annoyance, she was really afraid that the author would be high, because she had rewarded two hundred yuan, but she didn't reply.
Sister Lian lay lazily on the bed, revealing her snow-white thighs, and looked at Xiaoya with a smile, "I also want to see what kind of person this guy is." ”
"Sister Lian, do you mean that if the other party replies to me because of my two hundred yuan, you can see his character?"
Sister Lian put her hand against her head and said with a smile, "Even if you don't hit, it's not far away!"
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In the southern suburbs of Jinling, Zhuang Yan had just returned from outside, still holding six buns in his hands. He originally wanted to buy two, but his stomach kept protesting, and in the end he ruthlessly bought six, spending three yuan, which was considered a luxury.
Although six buns were not enough for him to eat, it was the fullest he had ever eaten in the past.
Holding the bun and nibbling on it, Zhuang Yan opened the "Literary and Art World" website, he is now used to opening this website first, and then looking at job hunting, obviously much more concerned than before.
As soon as Zhuang Yan entered his homepage, he saw a prompt message, and when he clicked on it, it turned out to be a reward message.
[The kitten who likes to write rewarded SDFG with 200 RMB]
SDFG is a name that was typed casually when writing an article at that time, and the "Literary and Art World" website is very casual, and the review is also very arbitrary, as long as the name does not violate the law, there are no rare symbols that can be uploaded, even if it is a duplicate name, there is no problem.
And Zhuang Yan's focus was on the two hundred yuan, and he also leaned his head closer to read it carefully, and read the words on it word for word.
In the end, it was finally determined that this was not some trick or something, and someone had indeed rewarded him with two hundred yuan.
As for this "little cat who likes to write", it should be the reader who read the book but did not post a book review.
Zhuang Yan smiled, although some readers don't like to talk, but they come with some real things, and they will reward two hundred yuan when they come up, which is really generous.
After reading the news of the reward, Zhuang Yan noticed that there were other book review information in the personal center, Zhuang Yan clicked on it, and there were two comments, both of which were comments of "kittens who like to write".
Little cat who likes to write: Author, is there a follow-up to this book, it's not over.
Little cat who likes to write: Author, what's going on with Fugui, you can't write yet.
Zhuang Yan looked at the time of the comment and the reward, there was an interval of more than half an hour, he smiled, it seems that this reader saw that he did not reply, so he gave the reward.
Hmph, you want to use rewards to corrode my soul, do you really think I have an eye for money...... Hurry up and thank the gold owner.
Zhuang Yan is not as high as the "literary youth", he was very happy when he saw these two hundred yuan, he believed that people should follow their feelings, and immediately stopped eating the buns and began to tap the keyboard.
[Thank you for the appreciation of the little cat book friends who like to write, I received a reward for the first time, and I am very happy.] In addition, this book is not finished, in fact, to be precise, this story has just begun, so stay tuned. 】
After replying, he picked up the bun and clicked on the backstage, thinking that someone had rewarded two hundred, so could the money be withdrawn immediately.
However, when he saw that the background showed that his total remuneration was 167.2 yuan, he was dumbfounded, patted his head, and then remembered that the website also had to collect 20%, 200 yuan, and he could only get 160 yuan.
It seems that it can't be withdrawn for the time being, but Zhuang Yan is still very happy, at least now it seems that it is not far from the two hundred yuan mark, and it is really impossible to ask the duck to borrow some money, reward his book, and then take out the money.
Thinking of this, he felt a little thirsty eating steamed buns, and was about to pour himself a glass of boiling water, but thinking that he was about to be rich, he couldn't be too bitter about himself, this body still needed nutrition, so he went to the supermarket below to buy a bottle of pure milk.
When Zhuang Yan went to buy pure milk, Xiaoya, who was far away in Yanjing, suddenly said in surprise, "Hey, the author replied to me." ”
"Thank you for loving writing...... Sister Lian, this book is not over, the author said that it has just begun, and there are many more to come. ”
Xiaoya's actions alarmed Sister Lian, who was reading the book, she got up from the bed and ran to Xiaoya's side to look at the computer, and after reading Zhuang Yan's reply, she said with a smile, "He actually said that the story has just begun, so what else to write later, I hope to ensure the quality." ”
Xiaoya looked at Sister Lian's appearance and grinned, "Sister Lian, now that the author has replied to me, does it mean that this author loves money very much." ”
Sister Lian shook her head, "I don't dare to say whether I love money or not, but at least it shows that this author is not high, and the reply is ...... It's not humble or arrogant. ”
She still didn't say a sentence, in fact, even if the author doesn't reply, it doesn't mean that the author is high, because the author's consistent style is not to reply.
Sister Lian's full name is Ren Lian, she is 26 years old this year, and she is a medical doctor student, but she has liked literature since she was a child, which can be said to be different from other children.
Before the country called for the development of literature and art, she was already a senior literature lover, she read a lot of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign books, it can be said that even if she did not enter the medical department, she could still achieve something in the literary world.
However, literature is just her hobby, the spice of life, and she doesn't have this idea of making literature a career.
The book she was holding before was the novel "Red and Black" by the French writer Stendhal, this famous novel, of course, she did not read it for the first time, but modern novels did not develop very well, and she had nothing to do but pick up old books and study.
After the baptism of various genres of fiction, she is disdainful of the new generation of literary websites such as "literary and artistic circles".