"It's still the same sentence, Sister An, I have confidence in "Phantom City"." Yang Jian smiled and gave his own answer.

Yang Jian knew the marketing process of "Phantom City" when he first stole the idea of time and space, and the original creator first posted a short story on the Internet, accumulating some popularity, and later after some publicity by the publishing house, it set a sales volume of more than one million copies. Of course, there is a lot of planning in this, but I have to admit that "Phantom City" itself has the potential to become a super bestseller.

However, Yang Jian couldn't tell An Xi about this, he could only explain his confidence.

Seeing Yang Jian's resolute attitude, An Xi had no choice but to say, "Although I don't know where you got such great confidence, we respect your choice." Let's settle for the next best thing, can we use your involvement in the strongest brains to spread the word? ”

"No, either." Yang Jian shook his head in denial, then looked at An Xi seriously, and said, "Sister An, this article must be added to the contract, and the publishing house is not allowed to disclose my true identity information without my permission." ”

"This can't be." An Xi also shook his head, "You are already quite famous in Cardamom, and the launch of new books by popular authors generally requires a press conference, a book club, and a book signing, so you must show up at that time." ”

Yang Jian said: "Why does it take two months for "Phantom City" to be listed, right? The contract is estimated to be three months later. In this way, don't reveal my identity in the early publicity, and when the new book is officially released, I admit it myself on the Internet, and I think the topic caused by that time will be better. ”

An Xi thought for a while and said: "Also, it's indeed a bit early to use the strongest brain now, and it is estimated that the influence will dissipate a lot after more than two months." Okay, just do as you say, and if there are no other problems, let's go and revise the contract and sign it. ”

"Yes."

Yang Jian got up and shook hands with a smile.

After the contract of "Phantom City" was finalized, Yang Jian really had nothing to do in the magic capital. So he took the high-speed train back to Huaisang, where there were still very important things waiting for him.

Yang Jian is reluctant to reveal his writing of "Phantom City" now, in addition to the reason he told An Xi, there is also a subconscious of him, that is, he doesn't want to be too showy. If he doesn't say it, the initiative is in his hands, and when he needs it, he can reveal it at any time.

Back in Huaisang, except for his parents and sister, Yang Jian did not alarm anyone. Ordinary people care about current affairs of the country, like entertainment gossip, and pay attention to celebrities, but after all, they are just after-dinner tea. Life has always revolved around food, clothing, housing, transportation, firewood, rice, oil and salt. Therefore, Yang Jian, a little celebrity and little star who has just sprouted, has not been treated too differently even in his hometown.

Walking on the road, as long as he doesn't say it, who can determine that he is the Yang God on the Internet just based on his appearance?

"What are you going to do next?" After a sumptuous dinner, Yang Yuanjing sat down and asked Yang Jian.

"Go to a vocal tutoring class and learn basic vocal knowledge." Yang Jian said while thinking, "Although I am sure that Huaying will recruit me, I also need to pass their basic interview before I can be enrolled. Moreover, I went to Huaying to learn vocal music, and I can't really have no foundation. ”

went to Huaying to learn vocal music, which is also what Yang Jian really wants to do. Because he really likes music, he is also more eager to meet Avril.

Yang Yuan nodded when he heard this, and sighed: "Yang Jian, you are very good now, your parents are ordinary people, and there is nothing left to help you." But remember, no matter what kind of storms and difficulties you go through outside, this home is your safe haven. ”

"Dad..."

The more sensible he is, the more Yang Jian feels the deep love of his parents.

Yang Yuan waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's stop talking to you, let's go back to my room..."

Back in his room, Yang Jian calculated the time and uploaded a poem by the chief Murong on Cardamom. Then go to the "Phantom City" book review area to announce that "Phantom City" is going to publish a physical book, and then go directly to the miracle.

"Zhu Xian" still worries Yang Jian very much.

"Zhu Xian" was uploaded on the day Yang Jian went to the magic capital, and it has been five days now, and it has been three days since it was approved, with the update speed of 30,000 words per day after Yang Jian, there are now 30,000 or 40,000 words.

Yang Jian went to the page of "Zhu Xian" and looked at it, and found that there were only a few hundred clicks, more than a dozen recommended, and only more than 30 collections. For more than three days, this kind of achievement is already good for a newcomer and a new book. But Yang Jian felt that this kind of achievement was not worthy of "Zhu Xian". Take a look, but a few book reviews left by book friends made him quite pleased.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs! This sentence is from Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching", right? It's so emotional! ”

"Although there are only more than 30,000 words at the moment, it is very good, and the author update is not bad. But I still have to ask weakly: Long Huaqin, did you get the classification wrong, shouldn't this book be placed in fantasy? ”

"The perfect combination of fantasy and martial arts, well, it should be the perfect combination of martial arts and Chinese Buddhism and Taoism. This kind of thinking, this kind of creativity is simply fantastic. As evidence, this will be a masterpiece of the founding school! ”

"The creativity of "Zhu Xian" is obviously beyond the category of martial arts, and it is not suitable for fantasy, should we make a separate category for it? Mythology? Or, Xianxia? ”

Seeing this comment, Yang Jian had a feeling of a strong reply. It's a pity that when I wrote it, I found that the account points were insufficient, and I couldn't comment for the time being. Helpless, it's good to go back and brush the points and brush the level.

The comments let Yang Jian know that "Zhu Xian" does have a strong charm, but now the number of words is too small, the update time is too short, and not many people have seen it, so it is not shown. Miracle novels will be reviewed by editors after 30,000 words, and those with commercial potential will be signed. So next, in addition to stable updates, he is waiting for the signing news of miracles.

Only after signing the contract can there be a recommendation, and at that time, Zhuxian will be seen by more people, and its charm will also be revealed.

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As an old bookworm with more than ten years of book experience, Su Xiao chose a job that had little to do with his computer major after graduation - editor. To be precise, he is a web editor, although he chose not to find other suitable jobs at the beginning, Su Xiao actually likes to be a web editor in his heart. Because the main content of the work is his hobby, reading novels, reading a lot of novels.

Su Xiao's screen name is Coke, and he is the editor in charge at the bottom of the miracle, and there are also editors-in-chief, editors-in-chief and other senior officials. Su Xiao has been doing this job for three years, and now, he feels that he no longer has the passion and joy he had at the beginning, and even recently he has been faintly disgusted with the days of reading novels all day long.

Each editor in charge is responsible for an author with a tail number, and even if those gods who are treated differently are removed, what is assigned to Su Xiao is a rather large number. Many books are being updated, chapters need to be supervised by him, and they need to be browsed and read regularly; In addition, many people open books every day, many of them are novices who don't understand anything, and most of the books can't be read at all. And all he has to do is to find those worthy of attention and potential in the massive garbage articles, continue to follow up, or sign a contract directly.

Of course, signing needs to be cautious, because the number of signing places in each responsible editor's hand every month is quantitative, and it will be gone when it is used up. And their bonuses are directly linked to the commercial value created by the signed works.

Although he returned home from work, Su Xiao was a single otaku, so he simply dealt with those novels when he had nothing to do, so as not to miss anything.

"Fantasy, fantasy, fantasy. Oh my God, nine out of ten books are fantasy, and they are all magic, fighting spirit, dragons, elves, dwarves, orcs, nothing new at all, I really read it, disgusting. Su Xiao lay in front of the computer, her eyes white.

In fact, Su Xiao understands that novices like to write fantasy. Because science fiction requires a certain amount of logical thinking, history needs knowledge, and the city also needs a certain amount of experience.

Struggling to sit up, Su Xiao closed his eyes and folded his hands and said, "God and Buddha bless, don't give me some garbage fantasy texts, come to make my eyes shine." ”

After self-hypnosis, it can be regarded as encouragement, Su Xiao continued to read the text.

After negating a garbage fantasy article, suddenly a book title that made Su Xiao's eyes shine flashed - "Zhu Xian"!

"Zhu Xian? Martial arts classification? Could it be the story of the hero smashing the cult that deceived the people and killing the boss of the god who pretended to be a ghost? Su Xiao has also read a lot of martial arts classified novels, and he has been a martial arts fan since he was a child, so as soon as he looked at the title of the book, he basically made up the content of the book.

He thought that if it was really what he was thinking, it would be a pity to have the title of "Zhu Xian".

With a little worry, Su Xiao clicked into "Zhu Xian".

"Heaven and earth are not kind, and all things are used as dogs..."

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