Matters of rights protection......

Yiyu was silent, she didn't know how to answer this question.

Bai Yi'an took over, "I'm the editor in charge of this book, and I'll answer this question." ”

Yiyu thought that he would say the cliché he had prepared at that time, but he saw that Bai Yi'an was not holding the manuscript prepared in advance.

"In fact, it is a very common thing for articles to be plagiarized for such a long time, but because the law has no specific provisions on intellectual property rights, it has become extremely difficult for the original creator to protect his rights. You must think that I am too official and a little boring because some reports are written like this. ”

"Actually, the reason why the author and I defend our rights is not only because we took a lot of effort to complete this work, but also because there is another very important reason, that is, if the book is sold well after it is published, we will get a lot of income, we are just a small author and editor, and it is important for us to get more income."

"The road is really difficult, we may not succeed in defending our rights because of many factors, I gave up, the author actually gave up, but in the end we encouraged each other, thinking that at least we had to fight, even if there was no chance in the end."

Yiyu listened to Bai Yi'an's opening remarks, thinking that the reason why he didn't bring the manuscript was because he had memorized those words, but he didn't expect that Bai Yi'an didn't choose to follow those words all the way. She was a little moved, because Bai Yi'an thought the same as her.

What is just to maintain their own efforts, speak up for many plagiarized authors, and give them motivation.

It's more about reality, there is no money, and the remuneration is low, so they work hard to win higher manuscript fees and become more well-known authors.

They mustered up courage and gritted their teeth all the way. That's why I never thought about how influential this success would be. But now that they have it, they can still help people, and they are very happy.

"At first, I did think it was all official tone and answers, but now I feel different, I like your work very much, and I feel that you are the author and editor in my mind."

Authors and editors, the two are never in competition, but in symbiosis. They are interdependent and indispensable.

Authors can rest assured that their creations will be handed over to the editor, and the editor will carefully review and respond to the author.

Yiyu smiled and replied, "Thank you." I will try to write a better work, your book has been signed and will be sent out soon, pay attention to it. ”

They responded to many readers' voices one after another, and what impressed Yiyu the most was a child.

"The author is great, I also have a dream of a traveler." There was a childish child's voice over there.

"Can you tell me, then, why you want to be a traveler?" Yiyu asked in a child's voice.

"Because I read the book you wrote, I like it very much, and the places described are so beautiful, and I want to see them."

"You don't have to be a traveler if you want to see it, if you have time, you can always go and see it."

"No, if I'm a traveler, I'll be able to take someone on a trip for free, and if I'm doing well, I'll get money to buy my favorite car toy."

"Then you must work hard." Yiyu replied with a smile.

To have a reader is like to have a soulmate who understands you, and this kind of fate that is tied together through words is a jewel in the deep sea, shining.

Receiving questions from such readers, talking to them, and appreciating each other is a magical experience for Yiyu, and the audience of this book is not only his peers, but also smaller than himself, bigger than himself.

They may never meet in life, but when they meet in this book written by themselves, they are like old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time.

Yiyu felt that she felt the meaning of the signing. I felt the sense of accomplishment that an author had had as a reader, and the joy she hadn't felt in a long time.

The online signing meeting ended very successfully, she was able to talk to readers well without following the official answer but without too much thinking, Bai Yi'an did not use high-sounding language, which can make readers feel resonance and sincerity.

This unique online signing meeting did not fail, but became more complete and moving because of his own heart.

In the evening, the editor-in-chief invited everyone in the editorial department to a celebration banquet.

In the restaurant.

Editor-in-chief Bai picked up his wine glass and spoke: "Today's success is very much thanks to the author of "Wonderful Journey" and the editor Bai of our editorial department, in just a few hours, we have a total of 3,000 readers to buy the collection of books. ”

Three thousand?!! Yiyu couldn't believe her ears, she used to be happy to have one or two people to pay attention to, and then there were dozens of people as proof that she felt that what she wrote was appreciated.

"Everyone eats openly today, and the company reimburses you!" The editor-in-chief brought his glass to him and drank it down.

Oh!!! The editors in the room cheered.

But after being happy, Yiyu felt a little worried, if this splendid scene was just a flash in the pan that disappeared immediately, she felt that she would rather never have it.

She took two sips of wine and felt a panic in her mouth, and the lively atmosphere in the private room made her breathless.

"I'll go to the bathroom." Yiyu said something and walked out.

She wanted to get out and catch her breath.

It was already dark, Yiyu stood at the door of the restaurant, feeling a cool breeze blowing, she breathed heavily, and the feeling of lack of oxygen in the private room just now became a little lighter.

originally wanted to send a text message to Bai Yi'an to excuse him to leave, but Bai Yi'an saw her at the door.

"What's wrong? Not very comfortable? Bai Yi'an walked over to her and asked.

"How did you know I was here?" Yi Yu asked.

"I don't know, I just have a gut feeling that you're here, come over and try your luck."

"Do you think these things are real?" Yiyu asked the question in his heart.

"Every step we take is not nothing." Bai Yi'an took out two magazines out of nowhere, "I'm tired of standing, let's sit down." ”

He spread the magazine on the steps next to the dining room and motioned for Yiyu to sit.

"But I don't think it's real, this feeling, it's like, it's like a dream."

"I used to have only a few dozen people who paid attention to the articles I wrote, but now there are thousands, shouldn't this be true, should I wake up?" Yiyu still feels lost.

"Even if it's a dream, isn't it good to live in it? At least you're happy. ”

"It only makes me happy for a while, and after a while, I won't feel that way." Yiyu shook his head.

Bai Yi'an looked at her, his eyes were full of sincerity, which made Yiyu feel that whatever he said was trustworthy.

"You look at me, someone said that when two people look at each other, they don't lie to each other."

"Let me tell you, from the beginning when we went on a trip, to the fact that Luo Shiyou told us that the review had not been passed, to the fact that you found out that what we wrote seemed to have been plagiarized, and then to your hesitation, my abandonment, and the final joint efforts, these are all true."

"Your efforts for yourself, for the efforts you made to persuade me. It's enough to prove that you deserve that many readers. ”

"In the future, more people will know about this book and the author of this book."

"It's true." Yiyu looked at Bai Yi'an's eyes and felt that he believed it.

"I'll give you something." Bai Yi'an smiled at her.

"What?" Yiyu was confused.

"I'll tell you when I'm in the car." Bai Yi'an smiled very slyly, a sense of mystery.

"Now let's go in, they're all pretty much drunk." Bai Yi'an stood up.

Back in the private room, the smell of alcohol floated in the air, and Yiyu suddenly felt less annoying. Looking at the faint flush on the face of a person who drank wine, they laughed and laughed, which made Yiyu feel that they were so wanton and happy after drinking.

"I'm back." The editor-in-chief looked at the two of them as they came in and smiled. "I've gone out and whispered."

"Nothing." Yiyu vigorously denied it, and his cheeks were a little hot.

"That's all for today, everyone go back to wash and sleep, tomorrow, there are more things waiting for you." The editor-in-chief stood up and said the closing remarks.

Yiyu hadn't forgotten that Bai Yi'an asked her to go to the car at that time, and she followed behind, wanting to know what Bai Yi'an wanted to give.

"Get in the car." Bai Yi'an spoke.

Yiyu felt very puzzled, but he also felt that Bai Yi'an would not do anything bad, so he listened to him and sat in the car.

Bai Yi'an didn't turn on the car lights, and there was only a little light in the parking lot in the car, which looked very dim.

"Close your eyes." Bai Yi'an said to her.

She silently complied, heard a small crumbling sound in the car, and finally fell silent.

People are very insecure in the dark, and they unconsciously say, "Okay? ”

It was quiet for a while, and Bai Yi'an's voice came.

"Alright. Open your eyes. ”

Yiyu opened his eyes and looked over, and there were a few black things in Bai Yi'an's hands.

"What? Bugger? Yiyu felt like a prank.

"Guess again." Bai Yi'an was obviously not satisfied with this answer.

"Dead, little black bug?" Yiyu felt that it was black and round, and she couldn't guess anything else except insects.

"No, don't think about bugs."

Yiyu unconsciously shrank back a little. What else can this black thing be, Bai Yi'an must be playing a prank and agitating mystery.

"I can't guess." Yiyu simply stopped guessing and saw what good things Bai Yi could say.

"I'll give you another hint, it's something you really like." Bai Yi'an didn't say the answer, but still wanted her to guess it herself.

What does she like? Black? How do you look like it, rat? There's no way she's going to like anything like that.

But she really couldn't guess, and whispered a questioning voice: "Mouse...... Excrement? ”

"What." Bai Yi'an smiled bitterly, "Oh my God, do I know such an amazing secret?" ”

"Huh?"

"You like rat poop?"

"No, no, no." Yiyu felt like her face was on fire.

"Say it quickly!" She felt like her patience had been drained.