Chapter Ninety-Four: The Work Is On Fire Again?
Two big things happened at the end of the month.
One of them is "The Legend of the Swordsman of Shushan" was successfully launched on the shelves of Sea Lion Reading, and the first day of subscription set a record for martial arts classification, reaching 50,000 people, and this number is further increasing.
According to Qi Jian, the editor-in-chief of the martial arts classification, as long as he can stabilize the update of two chapters a day, he will break 100,000 by the end of the year, and the monthly income of one million is just around the corner.
But Hao Yun has his own ideas.
In fact, after writing the manuscript of the fifteenth volume, he has deliberately slowed down the speed of updates, and as soon as October 31 passed, he immediately ended the outbreak of two updates a day, and changed to a salted fish mode of one update a day.
It's all about being able to mix up a prize before the eunuchs.
According to the news revealed by Seven Swords, a well-known professor in the literary world has nominated "The Legend of Shushan Swordsmen" to the Writers' Association and recommended it to participate in the selection of the Hengshan Literature Award.
Although it is being serialized, in the history of the Hengshan Literature Award, it is not uncommon for the serialized to participate in the award.
As long as the work itself has enough commendable highlights.
As for the monthly salary of one million or something, to be honest, it is not very attractive to Hao Yun. Even if he writes for a whole year, he can't pay off the debts owed by Yunmeng Group.
It's better to have time to seriously develop two popular games, not to mention the annual income of tens of millions, and a small goal will be available.
As for another big thing, that is the entry called "Cemetery" that he submitted, which successfully became one of the 270 shortlisted works.
To be honest, Hao Yun was quite surprised when he heard the news.
In particular, he found that his work not only won the shortlist, but also was selected as the "most creative work" in the Hope Cup qualifiers by Times Youth Daily.
Bedroom 401.
The door was slammed open.
A little fat man rushed in and went straight to the balcony.
"! Awesome, Brother Yun! β
Hao Yun, who was drying clothes, estimated that this guy probably came to be shortlisted for the Hope Cup, but he already knew about the shortlist, so he replied casually without interest.
"What did you call your dad for?"
"Your game is on fire at Station B!"
"Station B?" Hao Yun's hand drying clothes stopped, and he looked back at him with a strange expression.
I saw the little fat man Zhou Xuan nodding violently, just like the person on fire was himself, and continued with an excited face.
"That's right! Let me tell you, there was an anchor at station B last night, who broadcast your game live in front of a million viewers, and threatened not to broadcast the legendary perfect ending! As a result, I played this colored pen for more than five hours, and finally I was forced to autistic on the spot by obsessive-compulsive disorder! And then today the whole game area is following the trend of your video of that game, and you will know how popular it is when you go up! β
"Wait, you wait a minute," stopping Zhou Xuan's excited words, Hao Yun grabbed him with a question mark on his face and asked, "What is the perfect ending?" β
"Don't you know?" Zhou Xuan was stunned, "I see that on the official website of the Hope Cup, the comment with the highest praise in the comment area of the shortlisted works says that this game actually has a perfect ending, and the trigger method is quite difficult......"
it?
Hearing this, Hao Yunren was stupid.
He, the game producer, didn't know that he still had this setting.
Noticing that something was wrong with Hao Yun's expression, Zhou Xuan, who vaguely guessed something, asked in a tentative whisper.
"Could it be...... No? β
ββ¦β¦ No. β
"Gan!" Zhou Xuan's face was crying and laughing, and his expression was so uncomfortable and uncomfortable, "What am I so ...... I played an all-night last night! You actually told me no!? β
Hao Yun couldn't help but complain: "? You also believe this kind of phishing post! β
"What can I do! Who knew that thing was fishing," Zhou Xuan said bitterly, "I thought about finding it directly from the program at first, but it turned out that it was still an encrypted package...... You said you didn't stuff easter eggs into the game, what kind of encryption are you doing! β
Hearing this, Hao Yun's expression was slightly embarrassed.
Good guy, that's how the message came out......
Generally speaking, unless the developer hides some hidden clues in the game or easter eggs with collection elements, the main program of the game will be encrypted, so as to prevent players from quickly cracking it through abnormal channels and reducing the fun of easter eggs.
However, Hao Yun originally made the game look less simple, and only with the help of the function of the development tool itself, the content of the game itself was decoded and encrypted.
Who would have thought that these players would be so boring, and there was a rumor of a hidden ending.
He really wanted to ask the players in the comment area of the official website who claimed to play that hidden ending, how did they come up with the ending that he, the developer, had never set at all.
ββ¦β¦ Can I ask, by the way, who is the anchor who has been live all night? In order to alleviate the awkward atmosphere, Hao Yun decided to divert the topic.
"The name of the circle is Brother Xiang, and he is quite famous in the industry." Still wallowing in the sadness of wasting a night, Zhou Xuan said with a haggard face.
Hao Yun: "......? β
Do I rub?
This guy again?
If he's not mistaken, when he first released 2048, this guy was his number one black fan, and when he fled to the temple later, this guy was even more like he was on the bar, as if he recognized the trademark of Yunmeng Games, and he would spray every Yunmeng Game.
This time, fortunately, he did not wear the vest of Yunmeng Games, but participated in this Hope Cup competition as an individual, but he was still targeted by him by chance.
Hao Yun believes that this time he is afraid that it is unintentional.
But this fate is too coincidental, right?
If it weren't for the fact that he was still burdened with more than 10 million debts, Hao Yun couldn't help but want to go to station B to reward this guy with a few small TVs.
It is estimated that he has figured it out, and Zhou Xuan, who hung his head, finally cheered up.
Looking at Hao Yun, as if he had made up some kind of determination, he spoke seriously.
"I thought about it, and I suggest you don't clarify. It's a bit unkind, but the atmosphere of the discussion can be very helpful in expanding your visibility. When the time comes, when the finals come, I will still be able to receive the focus of the main examination committee. β
Hao Yunhan said: "Even if I want to clarify, there is no way to clarify." β
He doesn't care much about popularity or anything, after all, he is an elegant and easy-going Buddhist person. It's just that sometimes being too Buddhist seems to have the opposite effect, making everyone more curious about him, and this is what always gives him a headache.
Zhou Xuan nodded.
"That's fine, or I'll always feel like I'm losing."
Hao Yun: "......"
Good guy, he thought this guy was thinking about himself just now.
Sure enough, I was too naΓ―ve.
Looking at the two people talking on the balcony, Zheng Xueqian, who had been eavesdropping on the side, had envy on his face, and the pen in his hand had not moved for a while, one was not here, and the other was not in the mood at all.
is different from him, Zhu Kening is real, envy is envy, and he sighed very simply.
"It's still our Brother Yun, you can be shortlisted for the finals in your freshman year, and the sophomore scholarship must be stable!"
Liang Ziyuan nodded in rare agreement: "I can't get it in my freshman year." β
"It's still difficult to freshman year, scholarships, after all, it's still a process, and qualifications are also very important," Zhu Kening smiled and continued to look at Lao Zheng, who didn't speak, "By the way, Lao Zheng, didn't you also sign up?" What about your work, I'll see what it looks like. β
"Hey, don't mention it," Zheng Xueqian sighed and said, "How can there be time for that thing in military training...... The program didn't move at the beginning. It's not very difficult to look at the topic, if you do it seriously, maybe there will be a play, wait for next year! β
He said as if he didn't care.
However, unfortunately, his words were heard by Zhou Xuan, who had just returned from the balcony.
The little fat man, as always, did not give face, and debunked his excuse with a smile on the spot.
"Lao Zheng, you have a face, what is the meaning of no time for military training, don't you have time?"
After hesitating for a while, Lao Zheng really couldn't think of a more suitable excuse, so he finally simply shut his mouth and didn't speak, turned his head to the textbook, and went to preview next month's big plan.