As the number of words in Qin Ge's new book increased, those who insulted Qin Ge indiscriminately on Weibo finally shut up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But there are still a few people who hold on all day.

But it doesn't matter, Qin Ge didn't care in the first place.

People who like to read online novels will definitely like Qin Ge's new book when they see it.

People who don't like to read it, seeing that Qin Ge's new book has achieved so good results, they also know that Qin Ge is not like what is said on the Internet, he wants to make money quickly when he becomes famous.

Besides, whether you can make money or not depends on the quality of this new book.

If the writing is not good, there may be a group of fans to buy it in the short term, but the fans are limited after all, and when the fans run out, the good days will come to an end.

This kind of overdraft of fans, Qin Ge can't do it.

But there are people who do it, and they enjoy it.

Changtian is such a kind of person, writing novels, but he still wants to be famous one day, and it is best to be a star.

He felt that he had a fan of a local tyrant, so he was a little fluttering, and he didn't know how thick the sky was, and he began to spray Qin Ge on Weibo again.

sprayed once or twice, Qin Ge ignored him, and he rested, but this time was different, the more Qin Ge ignored him, the more he was angry.

"There is an essential difference between online writers and traditional writers, we traditional writers write a novel, we need to conceive before writing, we need to collect wind to find inspiration, instead of blindly making a car behind closed doors, and the novels written like that are not responsible to everyone."

"I have to say that "The Legend of Wukong" is a book, although there is still a certain distance from traditional novels, but it is not far off. But I didn't expect his new book to be such a novel. "Breaking the Sky", from the title to the content, this book can be described in four words: miserable! ”

In addition to Changkong, there are naturally other authors who post on Weibo to join in the fun and brush up on their sense of existence.

"I thought that the literary world was going to rise, but it turned out to be just a flash in the pan."

"As an online writer, the wizard is qualified, but he was never a traditional writer."

Qin Ge did not reply to any of these various cynical speeches, and the voice he posted on Weibo that day had already indicated his attitude.

No matter what others say, his heart is like a rock, and he does not move from the eight winds.

The sales of "The Legend of Wukong" have gradually stabilized at 50,000 copies a day, and the total sales are heading towards 2 million copies.

Looking at the novels that have been published, the daily sales of more than 10,000 is a dividing line, and the total sales of more than 1 million is another dividing line.

Regardless of whether Qin Ge's future books can reach this point, but now, "The Legend of Wukong" has reached this point.

Best-selling author, this honorary title is indispensable to Qin Ge.

Best-selling represents honor, honor, and represents the degree of cultural construction of a city.

Every province has some goals every year, and these goals can be slogans, but there must be something that can be done.

The general media can't get specific information about Qin Ge, but there is a department that can be reached openly.

National Writers' Association.

What kind of place is the Writers' Association?

To put it simply, the Writers' Association is a platform for authors in this circle to communicate with each other.

That is to say, but any circle that has become a system is not so simple.

What's more, it is still a writers' association with a national prefix.

The daily sales are almost 200,000 copies, and the total sales easily exceed one million, and the authors who are moving towards 2 million are eligible to join the National Writers' Association?

Normally, if you want to join the National Writers Association, it is not realistic to rely on a book alone, especially since Qin Ge is still an online writer.

Of course, for a novel like "The Legend of Wukong", which is between tradition and the Internet, the writers' association doesn't know what to do for a while.

But the basic information still needs to be known.

Soon, the wizard's profile was called up.

Name: Wenhua Qin.

Hometown: Jinling City, Jiangnan Province.

Age: 39 years old.

When Qin Ge received the call from the Writers' Association, he was coding words.

"Hey, who's that?" Qin Ge held the phone between his ears and continued to tap the keyboard with both hands.

"Hello, is it Qin Wenhua, the author of "The Legend of Wukong"?"

Qin Ge tapped his hand on the keyboard, squinted his eyes, and asked, "Which one?" ”

"Hello, I'm Mao Li, director of the Chinese Writers Association." This name was so strange that Qin Ge was stunned for a while before coming back to his senses.

"Hello." Qin Ge probably knew the other party's purpose, and the National Writers' Association took the initiative to come to the door, and it seemed that there was nothing else to do except pull himself into the Writers' Association.

The two chatted on the phone for a while, and Qin Ge finally declined Mao Li's invitation.

He has his thoughts.

Although Zhang Ailing said that it is necessary to become famous as soon as possible, it also depends on the individual, everyone's life is a private custom, which is suitable for Zhang Ailing, not necessarily suitable for Qin Ge.

He has his life plan, and now he is just a fifteen-year-old boy, and the information that the Writers' Association got is the identity of Qin Ge's father, if they know that the writer who wrote a best-selling novel with a daily sales of nearly 200,000 copies is only fifteen years old, the people of the Writers' Association have to pull him in for anything, and then make a storm in the city.

This is not good, this is not in line with Qin Ge's plan for the future.

When it should be low-key, it should be low-key, and when it should be high-profile, Qin Ge will not go around the corner.

Qin Ge's identity information quickly spread, and the provincial and municipal writers' associations got this information as soon as possible.

The Jiangnan Provincial Writers Association learned that the author of the recently sold "The Legend of Wukong" turned out to be from their Jiangnan Province, not to mention how excited they were.

The most excited is the Jinling Writers Association.

The president of the Jinling Writers Association directly gave a death order, and this male witch must be taken down.

After Qin Ge received Mao Li's call, he guessed that the phone would not stop during this time, so he simply turned it off directly.

The people of the association are confused, but this thing is not difficult for them, the phone can't get through, you can come to visit, isn't this address all written?

Qin Ge wrote novels for two days in a row, he was so dizzy that he ran to Su Jin to change his brain.

Qin Ge leaned back on the sofa, played with a flute, and asked, "What do you think about what I said last time?" ”

Su Jin couldn't think of it for a while: "What's the matter?" ”

"Something about finding a broker." Qin Ge said while sticking the flute film: "You are getting more and more popular, you have to match an agent, but you still have to look for it carefully, pick slowly, and you must find someone with a similar personality." ”

Su Jin looked at Qin Ge with a strange look in his eyes, Qin Ge noticed it and asked, "Why do you look at me like this?" ”

"If you want to talk about fire, you are even more popular than me now, a copy of "The Legend of Wukong" has made you occupy the headlines of major newspapers and media recently, and the exposure rate of first- and second-tier stars is not as dense as yours."

"It's not the same thing." Tear it off, the flute membrane is broken, I haven't touched it for a long time, and my hand is raw.

Su Jin saw that Qin Ge was obviously a little absent-minded, and asked, "Have you thought about what to do in the future?" ”

Qin Ge stopped moving, a little dazed, and his pupils were out of focus. (To be continued.) )