177 But he gave too much
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Yan Xingzhou came out of the Chinese language and literature major of a key university. After graduation, I joined a newspaper company as an editor, which is not only a professional counterpart, but also more in line with my personal aspirations.
In addition to his daily work, Yan Xingzhou's biggest hobby is writing. Of course, it is not written, but critical articles on music, movies, etc., as well as life essays. These are all things he is willing to write, and he can write them without manuscript fees. There is no motive for profit, no one presses, only writes what he wants to write, whether no one appreciates it or not - in his opinion, this is pure writing.
As for the music review articles that I posted on my WeChat official account later, they got the attention of many people, which is an unexpected joy.
And now it seems, it seems, that this unexpected joy has strung more opportunities?
The other end of the phone seemed to think about it for a moment, and continued: "Yes, it can be said to be an advertisement, but I am very confident in the quality of this work. You can listen to it first, and if you don't think it's appropriate, forget it. β
Yan Xingzhou swallowed.
He suddenly realized that the WeChat official account in his hand seemed to be a bowl for eating? Yan Xingzhou, who had never made money directly from words, felt that there seemed to be two completely different choices in front of him at this moment.
Or, stick to the original intention of the writer, do not charge, and maintain a firm honesty to yourself and the reader.
Or, take the advertising money and start a decent side hustle.
How do you choose?
With his long-standing habits and ideas, he should have rejected such a philistine's commercial demand. But now the desperate situation he is facing at work makes him have to think about it carefully.
So Yan Xingzhou replied: "I want to think about it again, is it okay?" β
Wang Heng: "What are you considering?" β
Yan Xingzhou: "I never thought of making money from this before, and advertising is ......"
Wang Heng: "Three thousand." β
Yan Xingzhou: "What? β
Wang Heng: "One price, three thousand." β
Yan Xingzhou still couldn't believe his ears: "Wait...... Can you say it again? β
Wang Heng: "I repeat it at the end, that is, I ask you to write a recommendation article and comment on my singer and that song in a more professional and positive way. 3,000 yuan for an article, the key is to be positive, you know. β
Yan Xingzhou's breathing suddenly became short.
Ten seconds ago he was hesitating, but at this moment, he replied without hesitation: "No problem, I'll write!" β
It's just one article, and it's all caught up with half a month's salary, so what's the hesitation?
Writing articles for the sake of advertising money is indeed contrary to his long-standing concept...... But the manuscript fee is too much.
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Wang Heng hung up the phone, returned the phone to Ye Xun, and gave a thumbs up with a smile: "It's done." β
Ye Xun was a little stunned: "Is it three thousand yuan for an article?" β
Pei Ningle on the side was also a little incredulous: "Won't you be too generous?" β
Wang Heng shook his head: "If you want to make people happy and convinced, you must pay enough." And now everyone just doesn't know about the WeChat official account, so there is no accurate assessment of the value. I read his article, as well as the comments below, and the recognition and stickiness of those readers are worth the price. β
Pei Ningle was still a little skeptical: "Really? Anyway, I'm going to have to sing in a bar for more than ten days to get that much money. β
"It's okay, I'll pay for it, you don't have to worry about it."
Wang Heng said a little domineering, and seemed to be a little unreasonable. But in Pei Ningle's eyes, this kind of performance is slightly unexpectedly charming.
In her impression, Wang Heng has always been a gentle boy, and now he shows this side...... Anyway, I don't hate it.
Ye Xun was worried: "But is your money enough?" I haven't paid you any tutoring fees since last month. β
"Oh yes, you don't know yet," Wang Heng said with a smile, "I used to help others manage their finances and speculate on bitcoins, and I also invested some money myself, and I made some money." So you definitely don't need to worry about my lack of money. β
"Bitcoin?" Ye Xun couldn't help but be stunned.
"Yes, probably hundreds of thousands of ......"
Wang Heng continued to explain, and Pei Ningle couldn't help but secretly rejoice.
Look, he told himself first and then Ye Xun, what does this mean?
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Before hearing that song, Yan Xingzhou received a transfer from the other party, a full thousand yuan.
The moment he saw the transfer text message, he began to think - even if the song that the other party wants to push is really not good, he must find out what he can praise, this is professionalism!
Then, clicking on the link sent by the agent Wang Heng, Yan Xingzhou began to listen to the song "Lost".
"It's very simple, at best...... Minimalist? β
As soon as the prelude began, Yan Xingzhou had already tried to find good words. But after a few seconds, when the girl's voice sounded, he forgot the good word he had just found.
"This voice, this voice......"
A few minutes later, the song was played, and Yan Xingzhou looked at the blank document on the computer screen, and suddenly didn't know how to start.
Before listening to the music, he had actually thought about the beginning, but now that he thinks about it, how can that clichΓ© beginning describe such a good voice?
That's right, the key is the voice. In his opinion, the arrangement of this song is really very ordinary, and it can even be said to be rudimentary. The melody is fairly smooth, but it's not that amazing. The lyrics are good, but some of the words are a little jerky. The whole song is not outstanding, but with this voice, it is very brilliant and very good.
He suddenly had an idea and found the angle to put the pen down.
In this way, Yan Xingzhou took his personal subjective feelings as the starting point, first wrote his feelings about listening to this song, and praised the voice of this singer named Pei Ningle.
But this alone is definitely not enough, after all, the previous articles have analyzed musicality, and this one will definitely not be able to mention it at all.
So, after praising his voice, he finally began to discuss the creation of the song:
actually boasted of such a new angle, Yan Xingzhou was about to throw himself to the ground. Looking at the advance payment of 1,000 yuan, he is even more motivated.
What? Literati? What's that? Can I eat it?
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