Xiao Mengyue: "Hey? Why call me?"

Zhao Yan smiled and walked to the rooftop with his cell phone, sitting down on an old wooden chair casually, while asking, "What are you doing?"

In Linjiang's villa, Xiao Mengyue in front of the computer smiled and said, "I'm revising a manuscript for you! Did you forget the manuscript you just sent me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yan felt sweet in his heart and said warmly: "It's just a chapter of manuscripts! No hurry! My brother just now called me out to get together, and they are all my best brothers. Are you free now? Come out! Go together! I'll introduce you to them."

Just now, Lou Wenhao called Zhao Yan to go to Wuweilou near No. 3 Middle School to drink, saying that Fan Long and Ji Yichun would go, and Lou Wenhao was in a good mood on the phone, and Zhao Yan also understood that today's college entrance examination results came out, Lou Wenhao scored 307 points, and he was probably able to go to Nanjing Business School to study. With such good news, Lou Wenhao wanted to ask them to drink and celebrate. Zhao Yan agreed, but before he left, he suddenly wanted to call Xiao Mengyue together.

Xiao Mengyue was a little surprised. Two dimples reappeared, her smile was beautiful, her cheeks were slightly red, and she was a little shy.

"I won't go! You brothers' party, it shouldn't be appropriate for me..."

She was happy, but when she thought of going to meet his best friends with Zhao Yan, Xiao Mengyue, who was also only 17 years old, still felt shy.

Zhao Yan: "It's okay! Come on! If you don't introduce this time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to introduce you to them at the same time next time! After graduation, everyone will go their separate ways!"

When he said this, Zhao Yan was a little sad. In recent years, he had become accustomed to Fan Long, Ji Yichun, Lou Wenhao and the others mingled with him. He felt uncomfortable thinking that he would not be able to hang out every day in the future, but there was no way. There was no banquet in the world that would last. When people grew up, their friends would always separate one by one.

Through the phone, Xiao Mengyue also felt Zhao Yan's mood. She bit her lip gently and hesitated for a moment. Finally, she agreed.

"Okay! Where to meet?"

Zhao Yan smiled again and said, "Wuweilou! Do you know Wuweilou?"

Xiao Mengyue: "Well, of course I know! It's so close to the school!"

Zhao Yan: "It's good to know! Then let's go now! I'll wait for you at the gate of Wuwei Tower!"

Xiao Mengyue: "Okay! See you later!"

Zhao Yan: "See you later!"

After finishing the call, Zhao Yan immediately got up and went back to the attic to change his clothes, then went downstairs to go to the party location.

...

Zhao Yan rode a bicycle very fast. In order to arrive at Wuweilou and wait for Xiao Mengyue as soon as possible, Zhao Yan straightened his body, and his butt did not fall on the seat at all. His long legs took turns to stomp in turn, and he rode the bicycle out of the speed of swordfish. On the street, his bicycle exceeded one car after another in the blink of an eye, and the strong wind blew in the face, which felt very comfortable. In addition, Xiao Mengyue had just agreed to come, Zhao Yan was in a good mood, and the smile on his face had never disappeared.

Just as he was about to pass an intersection, the cell phone in Zhao Yan's pocket suddenly rang. Zhao Yan, who was in a mood, frowned. The first thought in his heart was that Xiao Mengyue changed his mind?

After hurriedly crossing the intersection, the phone was still ringing. Zhao Yan, who was frowning, quickly pinched the brakes, landed on the ground, stopped the bicycle, took out his cell phone and saw that the caller ID was an unfamiliar number.

Who? Isn’t it Xiao Mengyue?

Confused in his heart, Zhao Yan was in a hurry and wanted to hang up the phone, but he was afraid that Xiao Mengyue would call on someone else's cell phone, so he hesitated and answered the phone.

"Hey? Who?"

Zhao Yan frowned, his tone of being good or not.

"Hey! Hello! Are you Ishimi?"

The phone was filled with a mature man's voice, and his tone was quite polite, but it was not Zhao Yan who asked, but Shi Jian.

Zhao Yan raised his eyebrows.

"It's me! Who are you?"

"Haha! Hello Shikan! I am the editor of the Mingwen Bookstore, my surname is Tian! Huang Yiqing is my classmate! I wonder if he has mentioned me to you?"

Editor of Inscription Bookstore? Huang Yiqing's classmate?

Zhao Yan immediately understood the other party's identity. Huang Yiqing helped him submit the "Full Moon Scimitar" to the Mingwen Bookstore, and he followed the path of his classmates. It can be said that if it were not for this editor Tian, ​​Zhao Yan's "Full Moon Scimitar" might not have been so easy to publish.

Don’t say that the previous chapter of "The Moon Scimitar" was written by Gu Long and Sima Ziyan, and all publishing houses would definitely be scrambled to be asked for. In the Ming Dynasty, no one knew who Gu Long and Sima Ziyan were. No one had ever heard of the pseudonym "Shi Jian". For a work written by a purely newcomer, every publishing house is very strict in reviewing.

Generally speaking, all editors are given priority to famous authors who have already achieved good results. As long as they are famous authors, even if they have average new writing skills, most publishers will rush to ask for their manuscripts, because these famous authors have their own book fans. No matter what the quality of the new book is, as long as they are published, a group of book fans will buy it.

But new authors are different. They have no book fans. No matter which publishes a new book, they will not make much money if nothing unexpected happens. On the contrary, the possibility of losing money is still very large.

It is precisely because of this market that works of the same level can be published easily by well-known authors when submitting them, but newcomers may not be.

Sometimes, some works of high-quality quality will reject them out of caution because the author is not famous.

Although Zhao Yan may not be fully aware of the various things, he is still grateful to Editor Tian.

I was much more polite now.

"Ah! Hello! Teacher Huang mentioned you to me, do you know what's wrong with calling me?"

Editor Tian: "Haha! First of all, congratulations, your book "Full Moon Scimitar" has sold well recently. I heard from Yiqing that your university admission quota has also been dropped. Congratulations here! Haha!"

Zhao Yan: "Ah! Thank you! Thank you Editor Tian!"

Editor Tian: "Well, I wonder if you have written a new book recently? If so, you can send it to me and let me know a good news here, because your book "Full Moon Scimitar" has good sales, so if you have a new book and the quality is pretty good, we can give you a higher royalty, and it will no longer be a newcomer price!"

Zhao Yan: "Oh? How many can it be?"

Editor Tian: "This... depends on the quality of your new book! However, as long as you can sign the contract, your royalty will be at least 60 yuan this time!"

Zhao Yan blurted out: "Only 60 yuan?"

Thousand words are 600,000 words are 600,000 words are 6000, and one million words are only 60,000.

The Black Panther Phantom that used to pick up and drop off Xiao Mengyue every day flashed through Zhao Yan's mind. The Black Panther Phantom is tens of millions. If calculated based on the 60-word 100-word 100,000 million words, a million words are only 60,000 yuan. How many billion words do you need to write to make money from a Black Panther Phantom?

Editor Tian uttered on the phone, as if he was surprised. Then he laughed twice and slowed down his speech: "Si Jian! You are still young, young people should not be too ambitious! This is your second book, 60 thousand words is no less! Of course, the premise is that your new book is of good quality!"

Although Editor Tian’s words made some sense, Zhao Yan still couldn’t hide his disappointment.

When he found that Zhao Yan didn't say anything for a long time, Editor Tian changed to a gentle tone and said, "Haha, what I just said is just the minimum standard. If your new book is of very good quality, you can still mention the royalties!"

"Oh, thank you Editor Tian!"

Zhao Yan is no longer as enthusiastic as before, and he is still disappointed.

He was not unaware of the sales of "Full Moon Scimitar", which exceeded all the new books published by the Inscription Bookstore at the same time. He thought that the royalties for his next work could be greatly increased, but he did not expect that the 10-yuan increase of 10 yuan in a thousand words.

Although Editor Tian just said that if the quality of his new book is very good, the manuscript fee can be added a little, you can tell from his tone that the additional amount will definitely be limited! Maybe you can add another 5 yuan and 10 yuan. If you want to add more, it will be impossible.

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