(Thank you Meow for the reward, there is a change in the evening, not necessarily what time it is, don't wait.) Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo）

Just as Yu's father thought, the other side smiled the moment he heard this: "I'm a liar, what can I deceive?" It's not that you want to publish it at your own expense. ”

Nowadays, many rich people like to write their own books or something, but generally speaking, the level of articles written by these people is very poor, even inferior to junior high school students, and these books will definitely lose one when they are published, but since rich people want to publish books, and publishing houses want to make money, then there is naturally such a mutually beneficial and win-win thing as self-funded publishing.

Generally speaking, it is a direct publication fee or a few thousand copies at your own expense, which is naturally nothing in the eyes of rich people, but in the future, it is worth bragging about how you have published works with friends, after all, few people will ask if it is self-financed, besides, even if I say no, does anyone know?

Whether in a previous life or in this modified world, it is worth showing off to be able to publish a collection of your own works, and most people are frightened when they hear it.

When Yu's father heard this, he instantly realized that he was not so stupid and could be deceived so easily, and he had never heard of this kind of deception.

This is indeed not a large-scale scam industry, deception of this thing, first of all, there must be enough deceived mass base, and then to assess the feasibility, the mass base of this deception is a little weak, and the feasibility is indeed too low, as long as you understand a little bit, you will not be deceived.

Generally speaking, this kind of scam is to give you a Hong Kong book number, which is an illegal publication in the mainland of the Dragon Kingdom and cannot be issued, or it is a fake number or tells you that the CPI of the book series number is not recorded, these only need to be checked on the Internet to know the true and false, it is easy to distinguish.

"Hmm......" Yu's father thought for a while, "I'm his father, he went to the teacher's make-up class, or I'll ask him to call you back when he comes back in the evening?" ”

"Tomorrow at noon, we'll get off work in the evening." I thought about it on the other side, and it was at least half past nine for high school students to go home after evening self-study, how could I have such idleness, I was quite reluctant to take the initiative to contact high school students to publish a collection of essays, and I had to wait for the phone at half past nine in the evening? Just kidding.

"Okay." How did Dad Yu know what was going on on the other side, he was still immersed in shock, why was his son so powerful? There are publishers who take the initiative to find out a collection of essays?

The other side politely said hello, and then said goodbye and hung up the phone, actually not paying much attention to it.

"What's wrong? Who is it? As soon as Yu's father hung up the phone, Yu's mother asked, "Looking for your son?" Naturally, she heard what Dad Yu had just said.

"Hmm." Dad Yu nodded solemnly.

"Who?"

Yu's father recalled the name of the other party: "The editor of the Qi Provincial Literature and Art Publishing House." ”

"Publisher?" Yu's mother was stunned, "What are you looking for your son?" ”

"Publish a book." Yu's answer was quite succinct.

"Publish a book?" Yu's mother was stunned, and naturally thought of the article "The Death of the Red Rabbit" written by her son in the newspaper today, how well is this article written? She and Yu's father boasted before that they were not ambiguous at all, but they really didn't know that this article could reach this level, and their appreciation of literature was very average.

Yu's father nodded, obviously knowing what his wife was thinking: "I really didn't think that our son had this ability." ”

He was quite emotional, before he and his wife were still red-faced and white-faced, saying that Yu Yan must not take the road of writing, but how long has it been? Ten minutes? Or twenty minutes? Immediately, a publishing house took the initiative to contact the publication of the essay collection, and Yu's father even suddenly felt a little pain in his face.

"Really?" Yu's mother still couldn't believe it.

"Really, what's the good of a fake......" Yu's father was just about to say something more when the phone rang again.

Or is it the same person just now? I looked at the caller ID, no, who is this? Pick up the microphone: "Hello who?" ”

"Hello, is it Mr. Yu Yanyu's house?" The words on the other side were exactly the same as the previous person, and Dad Yu naturally understood when he heard it, this should also be a certain publishing house! His last trace of doubt is gone, his own son is really a genius?

There is obviously no reason for everyone to look away from more than one publishing house, and only Qi Provincial Literature and Art Publishing House contacted before, and it can be said that the editor of this house has looked away, but now it is different......

However, on the road of writing, Yu's father still doesn't want his son to go...... As people get older, many ideas are difficult to change.

"I'm Yu Yan's father, which publishing house are you?" Yu's father said this directly, it shouldn't be wrong, it must be a phone call from a certain publishing house.

The other side was obviously stunned, and after thinking about it, he knew that someone should have called before him: "Hmm...... I'm from Kotoshima Literature Publishing House, and I'd like to discuss it with your son about publishing. "This person is Liao Wei.

"Essay collection?"

"Well," I don't have to think about it to know that the publishing house I contacted before must also be a collection of essays, although Yu Yan wrote "The Death of the Red Rabbit", the editors of the publishing house still didn't report much, hoping to publish a collection or something, after thinking about it, Liao Wei then added, "Have other companies contacted you before?" ”

In fact, for a high school student, isn't an essay collection a collection of works, could it be that this high school student has really written other novels, poems or something? It's just that most people generally think that the compulsion of a portfolio should be much higher than that of an essay collection, but a collection of high school students' essays is far from being called a portfolio.

"Yes, there is."

"Oh," Liao Wei nodded on the other side of the phone, sure enough, but definitely not much, "The conditions provided by our publishing house should be much better than elsewhere." ”

"Yu Yan went to the teacher's make-up class, I asked him to call you at noon tomorrow?" Dad Yu was thinking about the remuneration at this time, how much is it? After thinking about it, I was still embarrassed to ask directly on the phone.

Lessons?

Hearing the word make-up class, Liao Wei's eyes on the other side of the phone suddenly lit up, this is a good gimmick...... The image of this high school student as a rebellious young man who is biased and seriously disdainful of exam-oriented education is undoubtedly good for the sales of essay collections!

As an editor, he naturally knows the psychology of the students very well, and when this high school student appears with such an extremely disdainful and rebellious image, the essay collection will definitely be a big seller!

Liao Wei said yes again and again, and his psychology was already thinking about how to carry out propaganda and packaging.

And here, after Yu's father hung up the phone, he was thinking.

"Which publishing house again?" Yu's mother asked.

"Well, Qindao Literature Publishing House is also going to publish a collection of essays." Yu's father was talking while thinking about whether to tell his son about this......

How do you think that writing to support yourself is not as stable as civil servants and teachers, Yu's father has a hunch that if this matter is said, his son will definitely take the road of writing no matter what, and he is a little entangled.