Chapter 182: What a coincidence
Weiyangsheng?
Okay, buddy, I'm already willing to bow down to your pen name, don't think that I haven't read the forbidden book of Yuanren Li Yu.
Oh yes, this is a parallel world, there is no Mengyuan Empire, and naturally there is no Li Yu's "X Futon".
"Ah, I'm glad I'll be looking up for a long time." Anyway, being idle is idle, and it's not a matter to continue to be depressed, Chen Mo simply played with this Weiyang student who was mixed in the online literature circle, and started a family routine to kill time: "Can serialize a long story, Brother Weiyang should also be a well-known writer who reads?" ”
"This ...... It's not so far from being well-known, to be honest, it's still a little bit short, of course, with my level of effort, it's just a matter of time before I become a resident platinum master! Well, what does it mean to read the platinum master, buddy, do you know? ”
Although Wei Yangsheng was a little proud, he didn't boast about himself excessively, at least he didn't admit that he was a platinum writer according to Chen Mo's words.
"The platinum master knows a little bit. It seems that Brother Weiyang is working hard in the code words, so how many words are updated every day? ”
Speaking of which, the writer hierarchy of reading is still set by Chen Mo.
Although most of the works are still free, in view of the online piracy that is basically extinct in this parallel world, the standard set by Chen Mo is roughly -
More than 3,000 are "boutique" writers, more than 5,000 are "silver" writers, more than 10,000 are "gold" writers, more than 20,000 are "platinum" writers, and more than 50,000 are "palace" writers.
3,000 are all booked below...... Cough, referring to the data brought by the founder of Qichuang Chinese, Chen Mo felt that this parallel world was less than 3,000 writers. Basically, it is no different from those street writers who only had 100 orders before she crossed over.
"This ...... Ahem, didn't I just say it all. If it is written in more than 1,000 words a day, can it still be called a novel? Dude, you're still too young, and reading should be a commodity. And writing a book should also be carefully considered, so that you can read and write both and understand! ”
Chen Mo's question made Wei Yangsheng's face a little unbearable, he coughed and said like this.
"But I've heard people say, and reading advocates for the joy of reading? It seems to mean that readers can read the novel easily and happily without thinking too much? ”
Chen Mo smiled, since it was a three-acre of land with reading, he naturally knew the inside story very well.
"That's just an advocacy! Not all writers have to follow the dead rules, and the brainless writing that kind of happy reading corresponds to is not suitable...... Wait a minute. Dude, you're quite knowledgeable, could it be that you're also an Internet writer? ”
Wei Yangsheng said with a frown, and then suddenly woke up a little.
"Me? Sort of, I just remember a lot of stories in my head, so I occasionally help people get creative and set an outline, but I don't have to bother writing the content, and I prefer to read novels rather than writing novels. ”
Chen Mo replied half-truthfully.
"You?" Weiyang looked Chen Mo up and down suspiciously, and finally his eyes stayed on Chen Mo's young face, helping people to make creative outlines at such a young age? Who believes!
Young people now. I really don't know what modesty and prudence are, and I dare to do such a thing as selling a big knife in front of Guan Gongmen, really, really...... One generation is not as good as the next.
"It turns out that buddy, you still have this ability, that's really admirable. But pardon my clumsiness...... Dude, what book did you come up with for the idea and outline? ”
Weiyangsheng, who had already labeled Chen Mo negatively, asked with a smile.
"It's not a very famous book, so I still don't say it."
Chen Mo didn't say.
Although "Journey to the West" has begun to be serialized in and reading. But the results were not as satisfactory as Chen Mo expected, so he was still a little ashamed to say it. It's really a loss of silver for Mr. Wu!
Sure enough, I guessed correctly, this kid is really just bragging!
Wei Yangsheng came to such a conclusion.
It's just that although the two have their own ideas. But the same reason is that they are waiting for the plane to come, so that the two people who are holding the idea of being idle are also idle, and the conversation is getting more and more hilarious.
So Chen Mo finally knew that in fact, Weiyangsheng's update habit was two thousand words in three days, and this was still the most ideal state, if he occasionally felt unwell or in a bad mood, then it was impossible for Zhou Geng.
"But with such a lazy update, the income can't be high, right?"
Chen Mo looked at Wei Yangsheng's outlet, and couldn't help but ask a little curiously.
"Writing is just my hobby, and even if I update it like this, no readers complain about anything, and they still subscribe to my books enthusiastically, you must know that my more than 1,000 subscriptions are equivalent to 20 yuan per thousand words, and there are 5 or 600 yuan a month, and smoking is always enough."
Wei Yangsheng replied nonchalantly.
"I see...... Chen Mo nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "What about the others?" There are always some writers who write full-time, and they seem to be unable to update a little more every day. ”
"Ouch, buddy, you're finally asking the point, and there are some full-time writers you said, and they can barely reach at least two thousand words a day, but most of these full-time writers have relatively high incomes, and the income of two thousand words is several hundreds, so there are not too many people who update more every day......"
Weiyangsheng is an insider, so he is naturally more knowledgeable.
"Oh, it seems that this habit of renewal needs to be cultivated slowly-"
Now Chen Mo finally understood, did he feel that it was necessary for him to feedback these observations to Liu Xinruo and let her take ideas, and guide the writers to gradually speed up the update, which was already a top priority for reading in Chen Mo's opinion.
"Can this thing still be cultivated? You can't write as much as you want, so can you still write good things? ”
Of course, Wei Yangsheng disagreed with this, he still held his original opinion, and he didn't think that Chen Mo could have such an impact on this kind of thing.
"Actually, you can."
Chen Mo replied affirmatively.
In fact, don't talk about online literature, there are many prolific and best-selling writers in traditional literature, and people can write thousands of pen code words every day, not to mention online literature that has a more advantageous code word speed.
Before the soul pierced, how many writers were updating 8,000 words a day?
Of course, Chen Mo himself would definitely not be able to do it, otherwise he would at least be a part-time non-famous Internet writer.
"Hehe, then I'll wait and see."
Wei Yangsheng naturally scoffed, but the performance was not very obvious.
"Brother Weiyang, if it were you, under what circumstances would you give up your current career and choose a full-time codeword?"
Chen Mo didn't care about the investigation.
"Well, unless the monthly income can exceed six ...... Eight thousand, otherwise I would definitely not consider it. ”
Chen Mo nodded, indicating that he understood.
If he asks for a monthly income of 6,000 yuan to write full-time, then a writer with a lower social class will be willing to write full-time with a monthly income of about 4,000 or 5,000 yuan.
It seems that this situation should be fed back to Liu Xinruo, so that she can speed up the installation of mobile APP programs.
According to Chen Mo's observation, the era of smart machines in this parallel world is about to enter the stage of accumulation.
As long as we seize this wave of opportunities and cultivate a large number of high-yield, high-level and high-income writers, we will basically be able to rely on the snowball effect and be proud of the world.
Of course, Chen Mo doesn't have to worry about running out of books to read in the future.
And the conversation with Wei Yangsheng can basically end here, Chen Mo politely invited Wei Yangsheng to sit in the airport tea room for a while, but unfortunately he was rejected by Wei Yangsheng who was holding his nose up.
There's no way, in the eyes of Wei Yangsheng, Chen Mo is a lie at all, and talking to Chen Mo for a while is already a lot of face for Chen Mo, and he still drinks tea?
Chen Mo went by himself.
I went to eat some refreshments, and was a little surprised to find that those conservative Arab women in black robes who only showed their eyes actually had their own unique tea drinking skills, and by the way, I also called Liu Xinruo and roughly talked about his chance encounter with Wei Yangsheng.
"In other words, Chen Mo, do you think that updating the number of words is an important parameter that affects the reading experience, and our website must make key support in this regard?"
Liu Xinruo refined Chen Mo's thoughts.
"That's pretty much it, I don't know much about how to focus on supporting, but I think there's something worth learning from "Kamen Singer", which I've participated in before and is still very popular. Everyone is a writer, and it is not ...... who will always have a good face."
Liu Xinruo was not wrong in refining, while Chen Mo said a little more about his thoughts.
"That's right! That's right, we can do a similar Grand Prix without even a buyout...... No, no, no, you still need to put a few good buyout contracts out, and then let the new and old writers compete, everyone will consciously speed up the update for the sake of face and future, although there will definitely be many who will be eliminated, but as long as such a virtuous circle is formed, let the resident writers develop the habit of updating every day, and let readers develop the habit of reading updates every day......"
Liu Xinruo was naturally a little thorough, and she followed Chen Mo's thoughts and instantly took out the charter.
Then, there is no need for Chen Mo to say more, and the plane he was waiting for to fly to Berlin finally sent out a warm registration prompt.
It's just that to Chen Mo's surprise, when he got on the plane, he realized that his next seat was actually ...... Weiyangsheng.
"Oh, what a coincidence, Brother Weiyang, you're also going to Berlin?"
Chen Mo said hello.
In the vast sea of people, meeting is fate, not to mention that this is the second time we have met.
"Well, to Berlin. Actually, I hate airplanes the most, I don't think it's safe. But this is out of tolerance, there is no way......"
Wei Yangsheng replied with a sigh. (To be continued......)