"Custom text, the price I want is not low, at least a thousand words! If the number of words is small, the price is higher. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" After thinking for a long time, the Pure Land finally spit out these words.

Qin Sang breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a very comfortable mood: "The number of words is within 100,000 words, and the price I give is 10,000 words!" ”

"What, ten thousand!" The Pure Land couldn't believe his eyes, a novel of less than 100,000 words, could it really be worth the price?

According to the current value of the Pure Land, if you go to the website to write a buyout, the buyout price is 500 words per 1,000, which cannot be compared with Qin Sang's price of 10,000 words at all.

"Are you sure? Novels of less than 100,000 words are likely to not sell copyright. Today's novels, even if they are physical novels, are basically from 200,000 words, and I'm afraid you can't sell the copyright for these 100,000 words, right? ”

"As long as the writing is good enough, I believe that the copyright fee should be more than 10,000 words." Qin Sang was very confident in this book.

"Okay, I'll try." After the Pure Land agreed, I didn't sleep all night, and my thoughts were churning.

He read the sketch, Qin Sang's thinking was indeed quite groundbreaking, breaking all his previous inherent ideas, and simply opened the door to a new world for him. If this novel is successfully written, then the price at which he will go to the website to buy it out in the future is not the so-called 500 words per 1,000, but at least 1,000 words!

According to the previous contract, Qin Sang sent a contract to the Pure Land. After the contract was signed, Qin Sang paid a deposit of 300,000 yuan in advance, and after the book was completed, Qin Sang paid the rest of the manuscript fee.

The Pure Land knew that this must be true, and Qin Sang could not be a liar. In any case, if the 300,000 contract is given after it is received, then he will not lose no matter what he says.

Even if Qin Sang doesn't give money later, it will be at least the price of three thousand words, and the treatment is already quite generous!

That night, the Pure Land devoted himself to the writing of "The Legend of Wukong".

In one night, he wrote three scrap drafts before finally writing the results he was satisfied with.

……

After many battles, Xiao Ya finally reached the final battle of the national finals.

The day after tomorrow is the day of the competition, but at this time, Xiao Ya is not nervous at all, because the suspense of the championship does not seem to be big.

According to the rules of the final battle of "Singing Girl", the ranking of the competition is not determined by the judges, nor by the live audience, but by the audience across the country.

Whoever has the most popularity will be the national champion of this competition!

The popularity calculation method is calculated according to the number of national SMS votes, the number of on-site audience votes, and the number of special audience votes, through a certain weight.

However, the votes of live viewers and special viewers, although they will be converted into quite a lot of popularity values, are actually not worth mentioning compared to the majority of TV audiences.

According to the previous popularity figures, Xiao Ya has always been ahead of other players, as long as she doesn't perform too badly on the battlefield of the final finals, the position of the champion is likely to belong to her.

Qin Sang was very busy during this time, if it weren't for the filthy god saying in the group, Xiao Ya would be going to hold the national finals of "Singing Girls" the day after tomorrow, he wouldn't have known that there was such a thing.

Feeling very guilty, Qin Sang hurriedly called Xiao Ya and asked her how she was preparing for the song for the national finals.

Xiao Yaxin said that the competition was about to come, so you came to ask, did you take my participation to heart?

"I'm almost ready, I have to sing a total of four songs, and one of them, I chose the ancient style!" Xiao Ya smiled: "Anyway, my popularity has always been ranked first now, and it shouldn't matter much if I sing an ancient song." ”

"You're going to sing the old style at the competition?" Qin Sang was a little surprised when he heard this, and at the same time there was a surprise.

According to the number of viewers in previous years, the annual finals of "Singing Girls" will at least exceed 5 million, and may even reach more than 10 million. If Xiao Ya sings the ancient style in the finals, she will definitely be able to attract quite a lot of fans to the ancient style circle.

"Which song are you going to sing?" Qin Sang asked.

"Sing the old song I sang for the first time."

"Love?" Qin Sang frowned slightly: "If you are already leading in popularity now, I don't think it's better to challenge a song of this difficulty." In addition, in the finals, it may be better to arouse popularity, and it may be better to sing cheerful songs. ”

Qin Sang had already thought of quite a lot of relatively joyful and warm ancient style songs in his mind, but after recalling it a little, he realized that he had not chosen any songs in this regard for Xiao Ya.

The songs he gave Xiao Ya basically have a bit of sadness in them.

For example, "Lovesick Introduction", such as "Love", such as "Numerology is Hard to Say", and "Silk Play......

Qin Sang's old face was slightly embarrassed.

Xiao Ya nodded: "It seems to be so, but I have already chosen, and now I don't know if it's too late to change it." ”

"Why don't you try to ask? It stands to reason that there are still two days to go, and there is still a chance. ”

"What's the song to change? Are you going to write me a new song? Xiao Ya looked very much forward to it.

However, as soon as the words came out, Xiao Ya felt very embarrassed. She has already taken a lot of Qin Sang's songs, and she always feels that her skin is too thick?

Of course, on the other hand, having already taken so many songs, it doesn't seem too much to take another one......

From the bottom of her heart, Xiao Ya still hopes that Qin Sang can write a song for her final finals.

"Well, change to a lighter and more cheerful song. As for the specific songs, I'll send you all the accompaniment and so on tomorrow. Qin Sang's tone didn't seem to allow refusal.

When Xiao Ya heard this, she instantly laughed a flower in her heart.

"Okay, I'll wait for your song!" Xiao Ya expressed her confidence and expectation for the song written by Qin Sang.

Qin Sang also worked very hard, knowing that time was pressing, and he had to quickly pick out a song to produce.

However, in Qin Sang's impression, there are really few ancient songs that are suitable for female voices and are more joyful, but they are songs with a brighter rhythm, and Qin Sang can pick out a few familiar ones at will.

After thinking about it, Qin Sang finally chose a song that was very famous in the ancient style circle - "Koi Copy"!

The content of this song is also a poignant love, but fortunately, the rhythm of the music is very smooth, and at first glance, the sadness is not obvious.

In addition, this song is one of the few songs with a popularity of more than 100 million in the original music base, and it complements the weight of the last game of the finals of "Sing a Girl", which makes Qin Sang even more determined, and makes Xiao Ya sing this song in the final final of "Sing a Girl".

"It's decided!" Qin Sang had a certain thought, and then stayed up all night to complete the song "Koi Copy", from making accompaniment to making the lyrics. (To be continued.) )