"The manuscript fee is out. Zhao Qian said in the group.

No one spoke.

Is everybody sleeping? Or is it going to work?

Zhao Qian felt strange, no matter how lonely he usually was, there would not be a single person to speak, where did everyone go?

Forget it, wait a little longer.

Half an hour later, however, no one spoke.

"What about people, why isn't there a crowd to talk to today?"

Just when Zhao Qian couldn't help but think about @ all the members, the monk finally bubbled up, and said faintly: "The manuscript fee or something, it's all floating clouds." No one is normal, everyone knows that today's statistics on manuscript fees, after the last two blows, everyone has learned smartly, and it is estimated that they are not going to appear today. There's no way, the chicks can't pretend to be you, they have lost their dream of pretending to be forced and have become a salted fish. ”

Damn, what does it mean to pretend to be forced to pretend that you can't pretend to be me?

Zhao Qian felt that he was also shot while lying down. I didn't even think about pretending to be good, when was it not the chick who took the lead to start?

So he smiled and changed the topic: "How much did the monk pay for the manuscript last month?"

The monk said quietly: "It's still the same, except for the living expenses of his wife and children, give some mothers, give some fathers-in-law and mothers-in-law, and it would be good if he could save a thousand yuan as pocket money." ”

He said before that his wife was a little unwell, had undergone surgery, and the financial situation was quite tight, but fortunately, she was relieved.

Zhao Qian rolled his eyes: "Set sail for millions of authors, how many people have a monthly income of more than 10,000?

"Love letter boss, don't slander me, I'm not that kind of person!" the monk immediately retorted.

Zhao Qian ridiculed him: "Last time the pedestrian went to the Northeast last time, didn't you give him science popularization business in the group at that time?

Monk: "......"

But seriously, most of the authors who set sail do not have high incomes, and those who can't sell their copyrights can only rely on subscriptions to make a living. Subscriptions are average, and income is average. If you finish opening a new book, let alone have no income for two or three months, in case of bad luck, it will be even worse to hit the street, at least half a year to drink the northwest wind.

Even if you are lucky enough to get results, it is only about the same salary as a white-collar worker. I have to spend a lot of time every day to conceive the plot and code words, and I also have to bear the risk of being urged, complained about, and abused by readers. Basically, authors who are over 30 years old and have been engaged in online literature for three years have occupational diseases, such as frozen shoulder, cervical spondylosis, lumbar spondylosis, tenosynovitis, and so on.

There are no five insurances and one housing fund, and there is no protection, all of which are written on the computer keyboard. If Zhao Qian didn't get the system, it would probably be like this.

Many people are looking forward to whether they can sell a set of copyrights, even if it is just the lowest level of physical or audio, it is better than a simple electronic subscription!

After chatting with the monk for a few words, he asked about Zhao Qian's new book: "How many new books have you collected by the love letter boss?"

Zhao Qian looked at the backstage and said, "150,000, not much." ”

The Seventh Mad God: "The big guy who gave 150,000 yuan knelt down, it's only 60,000 words! I don't even have a 1,000 collection when I have 60,000 words."

The eagle touched the chicken: "I have 4 million words, and I don't have a 100,000 collection until now, and I cried on the street and fainted in the toilet." ”

Flower hat: "Sit back and wait for the big guy's million-dollar collection to hit the shelves!"

These guys all came out all at once, damn, it turned out that they were all peeping at the screen, shameless!

Zhao Qian is embarrassed, a million collections or something, it doesn't feel very practical, three or five hundred thousand collections may be able to rush. My last book "Urban Cultivation of Immortals" was more than 200,000 collections on the shelves. The publicity of this "Emperor" is much stronger than the previous one, and 300,000 should not be a big problem, just see if you can receive 500,000.

"The big guy begged for a chapter to push.,It's been a long time since I've booked it.,If you recommend it every day.,It's going to drop the order.。 The eagle touched the chick and let out a howling expression.

Zhao Qian decisively despised him: "Hanging in the top ten of the best-selling list every day, this pretending routine has been used more than a hundred times, can't you change one?"

This guy is really thick-skinned, and he really deserves to be engaged in banking business.

But in the end, Zhao Qian promised to go back and help them push it, and by the way, let them help him push it, and collect more.

……

"It's still too big. ”

Looking at the ranking on the list of signed new books, Feng Wuxin couldn't help but sigh.

Three days after the release of the new book, the collection has more than 3,000, and the ranking has also rushed from more than 30 to ninth, and several other friends are close behind, I believe they will soon be able to rush to the front row. But compared to the gods of love letters, this special gap is simply heaven and earth.

The collection of 150,000 yuan, I feel shocked when I look at it, this is only 60,000 words, if I wait until 200,000 or 300,000, wouldn't it be able to double again?

300,000 collections on the shelves, hiss-

Anyway, I'm also a god, and I can't even compare to one-tenth of others, hey, I'm tired.

It is true that there is a factor in the number of words, but the difference between the collection base of the two sides is irrefutable.

The wind has no heart and can't help it, who doesn't make themselves so popular?

At first, he thought that the book "Emperor" was purely based on the popularity of the love letter, but after reading it, he finally understood that people's success was not a fluke, and he had to admit that he really couldn't write it at the beginning of this quality.

The style is on the one hand, and the quality of the writing is quite good, which can be said to be a qualitative leap. If this level can be maintained in the future, then the first order of 20,000 is appropriate!

After the wind is unintentionally envious, it is admired from the heart, and it is not okay to be unconvinced!

……

After Zhao Qian closed the chat group, he played a mobile game, and by the way, he rushed two 648 gift package draws.

The game, just have fun, and Xiao Xiaochong is not in the way.

In the past, Zhao Qian was also a zero krypton party, but later I found out that there is no pure zero krypton party, in the final analysis, it is not because of poverty and krypton?

If you have money, who wouldn't want to splurge it?

Like Wei Shao and King, you can spend tens of millions of dollars playing a game, because people are rich. Tens of millions of dollars are just the money of a sports car, and if you hit it, you will hit it, and you don't want to repair it, and you can't count the supercars in the underground garage.

That's the gap!

Similarly, Zhao Qian, who is now half a wealthy man, has no problem rushing for two 648 gacha gift packs. Isn't the essence of games for fun?

And then—

100 draws without an SSR.

Wo Ri, you turtle grandson Ding Sanshi!

Zhao Qian turned off the game with an expressionless face, and finally gave up, the spicy chicken game cost me money and ruined my youth.

What does it mean that Xuan does not save non-krypton and does not change his life?

Hehe, MMp, don't try to trick me into recharging money!

After cursing pig breeding Lei fiercely in his heart, Zhao Qian rarely opened the X treasure and prepared to talk about some business with President Ma.