"Ji Zhuo, what's wrong?"

"It's fine."

While he was still having dinner, Ji Zhuo received a reply from the publishing house that submitted the manuscript.

The efficiency is quite high, and subconsciously Ji Clumsy thinks that he will work overtime this big night? On second thought, it wasn't necessarily evening on the publisher's side.

Then Ji Zhuo looked down at the email reply, but agreed to sign a contract for publication.

But the conditions were too harsh, and the publisher preferred to buy out the book for a sum of money, rather than a share.

And the money is not high to buy out.

Ji Zhuo naturally disagreed, for him, there is a system to cover, and his best choice is a royalty-sharing type contract.

After glancing at it, Ji Zhuo raised his head again, closed the mobile phone mailbox, put the mobile phone back to the side, and continued to eat.

In the past few days, whenever he is free, Yun Qingmu has asked him out for dinner.

Ji Zhuo seriously suspected that this woman was plotting her new book, and she was so attentive that she didn't want to get news of the new book from herself.

Yun Qingmu raised his head again and looked at Ji Zhuo, then touched the skewers next to him and ate it, it was too spicy, and he picked up the box of yogurt next to him and drank it to the straw.

"Hiss, hiss......"

"Ji Zhuo, what's going on with your new book?"

"I'm writing, I'm writing."

Ji Zhuo raised his head and replied with a standard answer.

“……”

Yun Qingmu lowered his head silently, picked up a skewer of barbecue and ate it.

Ji Zhuo glanced at Yun Qingmu, raised his head a little, and thought about some new books in his mind.

"The Seven Sins" already has a complete idea, and it is enough to write the following stories along the idea.

The rest of the book has to consider the book 'Ming Xiu Plank Road'.

Do you want to write a horror like Chubby Dun said?

Ji Zhuo thinks this is a good subject, but do you know how to write horror?

I only have a superficial understanding of horror,

Probably only those that threaten 'one's own sense of security' can be considered terrifying.

For example, if a ghost chases you, you run into a closed house and block the door.

At first, you heard a ghost banging on the door outside the door, and then the sound of slamming the door suddenly stopped, and then you turned around and found that the ghost was standing behind you.

What gives people a sense of security here is a closed room, and breaking this sense of security will make people feel terrifying.

There is something similar to the ghost getting into the quilt, in the middle of the night, the lamp in the bedroom, crackling, you pressed it a few times, and the light didn't turn on.

You are afraid of the darkness around you, and you cover your head and body in the quilt, and at this time you feel a little cold on your bare feet, and this coolness is still spreading upwards.

The quilt you were wearing was still rising, and when you looked down, you saw a dripping drowned ghost crawling up your feet and into your bed, with a terrible, iron-blue face facing you.

And then there's the horror of being so dangerous that you feel like you're there.

For example, he told the story of 'someone under the bed' to Little Fat Dun before.

For example, if you walk to the lake late at night, and you lower your head, your figure is reflected on the calm lake, and you are close to the deep lake, and your face is also close to you.

At this point, you stopped...... But the face on the lake didn't stop...... Immediately after, the face of the lake showed a frightened look before you, and after a while, you found yourself in the lake in a different position.

On the surface of the lake, someone who looks exactly like you is looking at you in horror.

But with this level of superficial understanding, can you write horror well?

Ji Zhuo hasn't written it either.

Ji Zhuo thought,

Then he reached out and touched a skewer, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

……

After eating dinner with Yun Qingmu,

Naturally, they will go back to their own homes again.

On the way back,

By the way, Ji Zhuo replied to the previous email to the publisher who had previously submitted the manuscript.

The general idea is naturally to politely and politely refuse the conditions given by this publishing house,

And said that next time there is a chance to cooperate.

And then

Before Ji Zhuo returned to his residence,

I received another reply, and I don't know if the review editor of the publishing house happened to be looking at the email in the mailbox.

The general content of the email is that it is a pity that Ji Zhuo did not sign a contract with them.

Of course, if Ji Zhuo is not satisfied with the previous buyout conditions, there is another way to choose from royalty sharing.

The share is five percent.

Regarding this sharing ratio, Ji Zhuo naturally politely replied to an email again, expressing his refusal.

This time, it was also a quick reply.

The publishing house once again expressed regret and said that the next time there is a chance to cooperate, it is just some polite words.

Ji Zhuo glanced at it again,

Naturally, I didn't go back.

Raised his head and looked,

Replying to the email like this, he has already returned to the community,

saw that he had come back from dinner, and under the gazebo in the community, the little chubby dun was still there, but he had an extra mobile phone in his hand.

One hand is playing with a fan, and the other hand is playing with his mobile phone.

"Haven't gone back yet?"

"Ah, big brother, no, my grandmother is outside the community, square dancing in the small square over there, I'm waiting for her here."

When the little fat dun heard the voice returning, he turned his head with a big grin and answered.

I mean, I spent all day strolling under the gazebo in the community.

Ji Zhuo nodded.

was about to leave, and then remembered something and paused again,

"Hmm...... Are you free right now? Why don't I tell you another story? ”

"Tell a scary story."

Ji Zhuo wanted to try if he could tell horror stories.

"Huh?"

Little Fat Dun was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to remember the ghost story that Ji Zhuo told him before,

Hurriedly shook his head...... When he came home that day, he was very uneasy, and he looked under the bed in the bedroom several times.

But shaking his head and shaking, the little chubby dun slowed down his movements again, and asked with some hesitation,

“…… Scary? It's okay to speak...... I'll listen. ”

Scared and interested, Chubby Dun was scared and wanted to listen.

Looking at the appearance of the little fat dun, Ji Zhuo probably understood.

Well...... It seems to be okay to write a horror.

“…… Forget it, I'll tell you about it another day. ”

After Ji Zhuo finished speaking, he turned around and slipped away.

"Huh?"

left the little chubby dun who was scared and looking forward to it in place, full of question marks,

But then, he turned his head again, took his mobile phone and looked at himself,

Look at the previous work of the dog author, "Seven Days of Hell".

Little Chubby Dun has watched it for the second time.

Ay...... I don't know when the new book by the dog author will come out.

He hasn't moved for so long, no wonder they all call him a dog author.

……

"Simon Publishing has received your manuscript, and the relevant review editor will review your manuscript as soon as possible, and if there is no reply within seven days, you can submit it to another publisher."

Back at his residence, Ji Zhuo easily put the first chapter of "The Seven Sins" that had been compiled into a document, and then voted for a publishing house that he had found before.

I sent an email and received an automatic reply, which translates to something like this.

Ji Zhuo glanced at it, threw his whole person on the sofa, and lay on the sofa.

The night outside the house was mixed with some lights in the distance, and the breeze brought the sound of some trees and branches outside the window.

The silence made people feel a little comfortable, Ji Zhuo just collapsed on the sofa, looking out the window at the night and didn't want to move.

……

“…… What's it like tonight? ”

Yucheng, the old man didn't take a blind cane, so he touched the edge of the window and stood by the balcony window, also facing the window,

But he couldn't see the night outside the window, he could only feel the oncoming evening breeze.

"It's a nice day tonight, the moon is bright, and there are a few sparse stars."

The nurse stood nearby, looked out the window, and answered.

"Hmm...... That should be pretty good. ”

"Let's go out for a walk...... You hand me the cane. ”

"Okay, Uncle Yu, give it."

"Hmm...... By the way, is there any news on that author's new book? ”

"Nope."

"Not long?"

"It's been almost ten days since the old work was completed."

"Hmm...... That should be some time. This author only released a new book at least every month and a half. ”

"Hmm. But Uncle Yu, this author's "Night Tour in the Capital City" has been published, do you want to buy it? ”

"Buy, buy, this book is good, too."

"Let's go, go out for a walk......"

"Okay, Uncle Yu."

The old man took the blind cane and leaned out of the house, and the nurse followed him.

From picking up a cane and leaving the wheelchair, the elderly now rarely use a wheelchair when they go out.

……

"Zeng Canghai: At this moment, I have a name I want to say, I want to shout out, guess who.

Canyon Grass: Dog Author, Who else!

Once in the sea: Ahhhh Dog author, what about your new book! I know you're in the group! As long as you keep opening the trumpet, how can there not be a vest in the readership!

Once Canghai: Ah, the dog author, you come out, you deceived my heart, so that my heart has been concerned about your book since then, and you don't send new books for a long time!

Once Canghai: Brothers, I'm uncomfortable, woo woo, brothers!

I Am Mortal :......

I Am Mortal: I know a little bit of news about the new book by the dog author.

The Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea: Lying in the Groove? Big guy is awesome, talk about it quickly!

Once in the sea:! Big guy talk big guy talk big guy talk fast!

I'm mortal: Well, there's a good chance that the dog author's new book won't be released again this time.

Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea: Yes, yes, this message is okay.

Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea: @狗作者小号搜寻小队0581, okay, you don't need to find a dog author for this wave, you can stop moving.

Zeng Canghai: Then, the big guy will talk about it, and then what! The big guy will reveal some more news.

I Am Mortal :...... And then it was gone.

Once in the Sea: ???

Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea: ???

Canyon Grass: Dog Author, Are You Asleep? I can't sleep! Ahhh ”

The dog author Ji Zhuo slept very soundly,

Afraid that some news in the group would disturb him, he turned on the mute before going to bed.

……

“…… Any news? ”

"No, and the editor-in-chief has increased his vigilance, even if the dog author publishes the book, I guess I won't see it until it is sent out again."

In the living room, Yun Qingmu and Yun Xinxin got together and said mysteriously.

“…… Besides, sister, why don't we eat first? ”

Yun Xinxin turned her head and glanced at the food that had been placed on the coffee table and packed back.

"I've eaten it."

"I'll explore it again tomorrow, this time the dog author won't use a trumpet to send it, then it will definitely be submitted to Shiyue.com or non-ink."

"Oh...... Then you wait for the dog author to send it out and then look at it. What else do you want me to pay attention to......"

Yun Xinxin picked up the meal she had packed back, picked up the chopsticks and ate it and said something casually.

Yun Qingmu heard this, and fell into deep thought.

Yes, Ji Zhuo didn't open the trumpet this time,

He doesn't look like someone who will save the manuscript, so why don't you just wait for him to send it out and then read it?

Probably because she is used to dog authors will open trumpets.

"Yun Qingmu, do you want to eat two more bites?"

Yun Xinxin turned her head and shouted again.

"Call sister."

"Oh, sister, then sister, you can mop the living room floor."

“…… You still call Yun Qingmu. ”

Yun Xinxin heard this, and glanced at her sister,

I didn't say anything, I was speechless.

……

After waking up at noon the next day,

Ji Zhuo got up with a yawn and touched his mobile phone,

first glanced at the denunciation of a group of sand sculpture readers in the group for his delay in opening a new book as a dog author.

Ji Zhuo's face was as usual, and there was no fluctuation...... Dog authors are used to this kind of thing, and they get used to it when they are talked.

Then there's the mail.

In the mobile phone mailbox, I have received a reply from the second publisher who submitted the manuscript.

This is more simply, it's not that the conditions are harsh, and it directly rejected Ji Zhuo.

The content of the email is that their publishing house mainly publishes some popular books, and does not dabble in works on such serious topics.

So although Ji Zhuo's work is good, it's a pity that I can't cooperate.

Very politely said...... However, the fundamental reason is still not very optimistic about Ji Zhuo, a newcomer who writes seriously and sells.

...... in this regard Ji Zhuo is quite happy, not optimistic, okay.

If a bunch of publishing houses are not optimistic about this, the easier it will be.

It's impossible for a bunch of publishing houses to be unoptimistic, and then it will explode as soon as it is published......

Forget it, don't poison the milk.

Didn't care about the rejection of this publishing house.

Ji Zhuo still put the same manuscript, and then changed to a publishing house and then submitted it.

Then I got up and washed, and then I started working on today's codeword.

……

"Crackling ......"

For the next few days, Ji Zhuo spent most of his time in the sound of crackling keyboard tapping,

Every day is to get up at noon, eat in the evening, and spend the afternoon in the middle of the study as usual.

The idea is quite clear, according to the previous idea, it is a matter of course to write down, familiar with writing directly in English, the speed of the code word behind is relatively fast,

In a few days, not only was the chapter on lust almost written, but the new chapter was also written to the end.

Then it is to process the emails received by various foreign publishers after the submission.

It's like the two publishing houses got off to a bad start at the beginning, and the teachers were not good.

Later, Ji Zhuo submitted to several publishing houses in a row, and the content of the submission also started from the first chapter, plus the erotic chapter, a total of two chapters of nearly 100,000 words of manuscripts were used for submission.

Among the replies received, there were few who directly rejected the manuscript, but there were many who wanted to buy out "Seven Sins" directly for a sum of money.

The price ranges from low to high, with some wanting to buy out at $50,000, and some bidding hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy out the entire copyright.

There are also those who are willing to provide a share contract, but the percentage given is not too high, and the highest is only willing to give 8%.

Ji Zhuo hesitated for this 8% share, and finally for various reasons, he still felt low and didn't agree.

In addition to these things,

Ji Zhuo is when he has free time, he writes the adapted script of "Shepherd Boy Seeking Immortals",

By the way, I signed the 1,000 signed books that the Delvin Press asked for.

By the way, occasionally go out for a meal with Yun Qingmu,

Back to the news of the editor-in-chief of various publishing houses, not the news of ink and ink.

Take a look at the group messages of a group of sand sculpture readers.

It's been a fulfilling life.

……

"Tweet ......"

The west-slanting sun outside the house swayed into the study through the window, and the birds that flew from nowhere stopped on the branches of the trees in the community, and made some crisp calls from time to time.

It's evening again,

Ji Zhuo sat in front of the computer, just stopped some wooden fingers, and finished today's codeword work.

Let the sound of the wind outside the window be blown into the study without the interference of the keyboard tapping sound in the room.

While looking at today's finished manuscript, Ji Zhuo touched his mobile phone,

After glancing at the content of today's code without any typos, Ji Zhuo turned his head and looked at the phone screen again,

On the phone screen, there are two more new emails.

One of them was probably from the publisher who submitted it, but what about the other one? Advertising emails.

Ji Zhuo clicked on it,

The first thing I saw was the submission reply from the publishing house that submitted it, and Ji Zhuo clicked in to take a look.

There was a pause.

"Dear Mr. A, thank you for choosing to submit your manuscript to our publishing house, our review editor and editor-in-chief have read your manuscript. We think it's a good, even great, serious work.

It is our publisher's pleasure to publish your work, and for this reason, the publisher is willing to pay you accordingly. ”