"Huh." Fei Qiurui sneered, every word seemed to be squeezed out of between her teeth, "It's really not like you don't see a rabbit or a hawk, and you have a noble character, Mr. Qin." ”

"Haha. Senior sister has won the prize. Qin Song was in a good mood, picking up a magazine sent to the door for nothing, the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, and he founded a magazine by himself, and there was no convenience to take over the ready-made.

Professional people do professional things, after taking over the magazine, he only needs to write novels with peace of mind, and he doesn't have to worry about other troubles, so why not do it.

The two can be described as embarrassed, smelling like each other, hit it off, and discussed the details of the cooperation on the phone. One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, and after making a decision, the details are finalized very smoothly. ，

Everything is in place, only the east wind is owed. After signing the contract, Qin Song became one of the shareholders of the literary magazine, and was promoted from Mr. Qin to Boss Qin.

Yanjing, the headquarters of the literary magazine, the headquarters of the original glory, after the decline, in order to maintain the operation of the magazine, the headquarters had to be sold and a small office building was rented nearby.

The literary magazine was founded with a focus on mystery literature, which attracted a wave of die-hard supporters, and many mystery fans canonized it as the Bible. It was also the most glorious time for literary magazines.

Later, the magazine became bigger and bigger, and their hearts became ambitious, wanting to make the literary magazine the largest magazine in the country, and the novels published in the magazine also changed from pure reasoning to comprehensive. However, when the steps are big, it is easy to pull the eggs, and they are in a hurry.

Not only did he fail to enter the all-attribute magazine, but even his own excellent reasoning authors couldn't keep it, those who were dug were dug up, those who jumped ship, and their sales plummeted, and they could only survive by eating their old books, and even the headquarters building was sold.

Fei Qiurui hung up the phone and immediately convened an internal shareholders' meeting, saying that it was a shareholders' meeting, but in fact there were only three people.

Literary magazines are getting worse day by day, and if they don't want to break the situation, they will face dissolution at any time. If it weren't for those die-hard loyal fans, the three friends might have given up a long time ago.

Those readers and friends who have supported the literary magazine from the beginning of its publication to the present have not given up, so how can they be qualified to give up?

"Everyone, don't be busy, I'll say something." Fei Qiurui patted the table and called the other two over, "You also know the situation of our magazine, it is not as good as day by day, and there is not much money in the account, and it will go out of business at any time." ”

Guo Bojian and Ren Liangce were silent, they knew that what Fei Qiurui said was right, but what could they do?

"Now there is a road in front of us, a way to save the magazine."

"What?" The two of them were taken aback, and their eyes were full of surprise when they looked at Fei Qiurui.

Fei Qiurui informed the two of them of her thoughts.

"Qin Song? Is it the Qin Song who won the first place in the Wei Bo essay competition? ”

"Hmm."

"But can he?" The two expressed their skepticism, although "The Maggie's Gift" is amazing, but it is not so simple to save a magazine, and it is undoubtedly whimsical to rely on only one author, even if he can write another top-notch short story, what is the use? Treating the symptoms is not the root cause.

"Whether it works or not, will it be worse than it is now?" Although Fei Qiurui was also uncertain, she was calm and calm, "What's more, the premise for him to do shares is that he can increase the sales of magazines to the top seven." ”

"Rui is right." Guo Bojian and Ren Liangce glanced at each other, and the dead horse should be regarded as a live horse doctor, "Listen to Xiaorui, do it." ”

"Come on!" Fei Qiurui stretched out her palm, Guo Bojian and Ren Liangce slapped their palms one after another, "Come on." Dreams do not die, literature does not die. ”

"Dreams don't die, literature doesn't die."

……

Let's go back to Qin Song's side, since he posted the video, the mobile phone has not stopped, and many people called to congratulate him on winning the first prize in the essay competition, saying that the video he shot was too burning, and he was completely qualified to be the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala.

Qin Song modestly said where is it, I am still far away, I just took a short video for a few minutes, which is too exaggerated. While coping with the phone, I turned on the computer and added Fei Qiurui's TT.

Within two minutes of addition, Fei Qiurui sent a sample of the contract, it seems that the senior sister is very anxious.

Qin Song looked at it carefully, there was no problem, he verified his identity through electronic signature, and then signed by video, and the other party also stamped the contract with an electronic official seal.

In this way, even if an electronic contract is established, it is protected by the laws of China, saving a lot of trouble.

Working for others and working for yourself are completely different in motivation. After signing the contract, Qin Song switched to a large vest, boarded his Wei Bo, and posted a dynamic, saying that his next two novels will be published in literary magazines on November 1st, one is a short satirical novel, and the other is a long mystery novel serialization, I hope everyone will support it at that time, and forwarded the previous Song Xuanming Yin Yang He is an online writer.

Hey, you're a third-rate online writer on the front foot, and I'm about to publish a novel in a magazine on the back foot, are you angry?

As it says in the video, you negate my present, I decide my future, you despise our youth, and we will prove whose time it is.

Qin Songxuan's novel genre is not untargeted, before Song Xuanming relied on the old and sold the old, and posted a bombardment of "The Gift of the Magi", he had already held his breath, after Li Aiguo posted an article to support him, other famous authors basically retired, only Song Xuanming and a mystery novelist named Li Jianzhang did not give up, anyway, one sheep is rushing, and two sheep are also driving. This wave, take the sacrifice flag of the two of you old immortals.

November 1 is the time when Song Xuanming's resident "Reading" magazine goes on sale. He is so dynamic and purposeful, it is almost the same to say that he is going to the door to kick the gym.

I have to say that Qin Song understands hype. As long as there is enough popularity, the sales of literary magazines will never be bad at that time.

Cutting-edge writers and veteran masters fight in the ring, and they are still one-on-two, which is a famous scene that has not been seen for many years. In such a prosperous era, how could netizens who love to join in the fun miss it?

For this development, literary magazines have received a lot of attention.

"Damn, Mr. Qin is so strong, he loves it, Song Xuanming just scolded him for being a clown who can only jump on the Internet, and Mr. Qin has entered the physical arena with his backhand?"

"Hey, Mr. Qin is going to write a novel again."

"Literary magazines? Why haven't you heard of this magazine? ”

"Upstairs, it's lonely, literary magazines used to be magazines that claimed to be reasoning about the Bible, but now they're lonely."

"Reasoning? Mr. Qin actually wants to write a mystery novel, don't be funny, a mystery novel is not something that can be written by a cat or a dog, it must be very logical, and third-rate Internet writers should not come to touch porcelain. ”

"Mr. Qin? He's a third-rate kitsch writer who can write a first-rate mystery novel. ”

"A college student wants to serialize a novel in a magazine and fight a veteran novelist? Today's first laugh. ”

"It can only be said that Mr. Qin is too brainless. Attacking the strengths of the other with his own shortcomings, I am afraid that I will have to continue to write third-rate kitsch web novels in a few days. ”

“……”

There are all kinds of comments, and there are even more good people who keep Aite Song Xuanming, and the third-rate online writer is about to enter the physical world, so I asked him if he had anything to say? Song Xuanming's Wei Bo turned off the comment function and couldn't leave a message, and the netizens who grabbed the bamboo shoots directly found Wei Bo, Song Xuanming's good friend Li Jianzhang, and left messages below, saying everything, like what, everyone is knocking on the door, how long will you still be a turtle with a shrunken head? I scolded people before, but now I don't dare to speak?

I have to say that this session of netizens knows how to be angry, and they are completely with the mentality that it is not a big deal to watch the excitement, scolding him for being a shrunken turtle under Li Jianzhang's Wei Bo, and leaving a message under Qin Song's news that he is a third-rate kitsch Internet writer, don't touch the famous porcelain physical novel. Anyway, it's the arch fire on both sides.

I don't know if it's the same group of netizens.

……

Yanjing, in a luxurious villa, Song Xuanming stared at the words on the screen with a gloomy face, his eyes unblinking.

Well, this picture seems to be a bit familiar, well, just two days ago, in the same luxury villa, in the same room, Song Xuanming and his good friend Li Jianzhang were doing the same thing.

"Shaft, shaft is really arrogant." Song Xuanming was short of breath, and his fingers were trembling and pointing at the computer screen.

"yes, it's a bit arrogant." Li Jianzhang nodded, young and frivolous, thinking that if he won the first place, he could do anything? It's funny to even write mystery novels across lines.

"This guy is so arrogant, don't blame us for teaching him to be a man, let him know what it means to be high and thick. Lao Li, your new novel is almost polished, right? ”

"Almost." Everyone is coming to the door with a war letter, if he doesn't continue, others won't really think he's afraid.

The clay figurines still have three points of fire.

"That'll do." Song Xuanming boarded Wei Bo and sent two words "hehe" in response, full of disdain.

……

When night fell, the stars were shining, and Tang Siyao pinched the time to call Qin Song.

These days, she has been training in isolation, and she has no time to play with her mobile phone, so she has some time to make a phone call at night.

"Hey, little songzi, long time no see, do you miss your sister." As soon as the phone was connected, Tang Siyao's excited voice came out, not at all as sweet as when singing on stage, but full of a big grin.

"Yes, yes." Qin Song pursed his lips, he had been busy with his front heels and back heels in the past two days, how could he have time to think about her? Yesterday, the strongest girl was broadcast, and he watched half of it.

"Hehe, that's pretty much it." Tang Siyao smiled arrogantly, "By the way, after the show was broadcast yesterday, did you see me Weibo?" ”

"What are you doing Wei Bo?" Qin Song was strange.

"Hey, hey, hey." Before Tang Siyao could speak, she couldn't help but laugh first, she could hear that she was very happy now, but she had to pretend to be reserved, and said in a pinched voice, "Hehe, of course I asked you to help see how many fans my sister has now, oops, my sister has been busy training these days, and she has no time to watch Wei Bo, and I don't know if there will be any fans after the show is broadcast." ”

Holy shit, this guy called just to show off this, and he just went on a talent show and thought he was a diva? Qin Song was speechless, "You don't know how to watch it?" ”

"Won't you, do you want you to help people see it?" Tang Siyao pinched her throat and said sweetly.

"Stop, stop, you talk well." Qin Song rolled up his sleeves, goosebumps on one arm, "I see, I don't think it's okay?" ”

opened the computer in front of him and searched for Tang Siyao's Wei Bo, "It's more than 10 million fans, not very much." ”

"Hehe, my sister is a woman with more than 10 million fans, and I will ...... with my sister in the future" Tang Siyao's prepared lines were not finished, and with a "ga", she was like a duck who was dragged by the neck, "What's the matter?" More than 10 million fans is not a lot? Qin Song, I see that your head is Watt, right? ”

The world is crazy, isn't it, more than 10 million fans is not a lot? Tang Siyao said that he could not accept it.

"Then look at how many fans I have."

"You? How many fans can you have as an amateur? Tang Siyao was suspicious.

After a minute of silence, a hysterical scream came from the microphone, how is this possible, thirty million, this damn guy has a full thirty million followers?

Tang Siyao's brain froze, in the month of closed training, what very important plot happened in the world, but he was forced to skip it?

……