The country is unparalleled, I have achieved hundreds of millions

To sum it up simply, a potential value of [-] to [-] can only be used as a hobby, [-] to [-] can be used as a profession, [-] to [-] has a chance to become a master, and if the potential value is above [-], you can leave your name in history.

When he received the Road to the God of Songs earlier, Yun Yong'an knew that Jiang Xiaoai's singing talent was very high, but he never thought that the little girl who hadn't dared to sing on stage not long ago had the potential to be famous in history.

Feeling Yun Yongan's scorching gaze, Jiang Xiaoai's ears blushed, and he held up a bunch of chicken tenders to feed him: "Yongan, eat this, make up for it!"

"Okay, you can eat too."

Yun Yongan took the chicken fillet, took a bite, and passed it to Jiang Xiaoai's mouth. Watching her eat it with a slightly flushed cheek, she couldn't see the cute appearance of a big singer in the future.

After the lunch of feeding each other was over, Jiang Xiaoai went back to the dormitory to rest and prepare for the afternoon class.

Yun Yongan returned to the dormitory alone, and when he was about to play back the game, he received a call from Jing Qing, asking him if he would like to come to the club to give lectures and teach everyone how to draw. He offered a tuition fee of [-] per hour.

Yun Yong'an called out the system, looked at the mission objectives that were not yet halfway through, and readily agreed.

"There is no need for tuition fees, and I am not short of money. When the time comes, it will be enough for everyone to call me Master."

After finishing speaking, Yun Yongan directly hung up the phone, and when he put on the earphones to enjoy the game, the phone rang again, this time it was Yun Yongyao calling.

"Hey, sister, what can I do for you?"

"A little thing." Yun Yongyao lay on the bed sideways, sipping milk tea, "Xiao An, have you noticed that your Xianyun Literature Network is really too deserted? There are only two lonely novels, me and Brother and the others discussed it and are going to sell you some old books that have been completed at the price of cabbage."

"I don't ask for many clicks, but at least enrich the library and give readers more choices. Otherwise, this website will become your personal fan network, which will lose its appeal to other authors."

"It's hard to support alone, Xiaoan. If a literary website wants to grow, in addition to the top authors, it also needs a large number of hardcore authors and huge grassroots authors to provide enough fresh blood to grow."

"I know," Yun Yongan opened the website, pointed to the Super Martial Arts Essay Competition hanging in the middle, and explained to Yun Yongyao, "So I have prepared an Essay Competition. However, there are not many people participating so far. "

Hearing Yun Yongan's explanation, Yun Yongyao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How could anyone participate in this! The essay solicitation event held by an unknown small website, if others know it, put it aside first, even if they knew, they would not dare to participate. "

Yun Yongyao shook the mouse vigorously, flipped through the call for papers on Xianyun Literature, and shouted bitterly, "Besides, your reward is too little, a cash reward of 100 million, who are you fooling!"

"It's fine if there is no movie adaptation, and there is no comic adaptation. It would be too vulgar to just give money. There is no way to find your sister and me. Whether it is a major director or a cartoonist, I have contacts."

"Xiao'an, do you want director Wu Xu, or director Jin Yanyuan? Liu Xian is also pretty good, but I don't know if he has a schedule."

If anyone from the entertainment industry was here, they would definitely be shocked when they heard the three directors mentioned by Yun Yongyao. These three people included the three generations of the Daxian Empire, old, middle-aged and young, and together they accounted for half of the film industry.

Yun Yongan was also in shock, and it had nothing to do with hearing the director just now, it was entirely caused by the system task that was just spawned.

[Task Name: Let a Hundred Flowers Bloom]

[Mission description: A single branch of flowers is not spring, a garden full of flowers blooms in spring.Sign a contract with ten authors with a potential value of seven or more, and publish new books on the host's literature network. 】

[Task reward: The cash withdrawal function for purchasing novels has been upgraded. The host no longer needs to type in person. When withdrawing cash, the system will automatically disguise the typing process. 】

The reward is not very rich, but it is very much to Yun Yongan's appetite.

Yun Yong'an's sleep quality was fine before it improved. He slept seven or eight hours a day, and it wasn't a big problem for the system to host and type for three or four hours.

Now that his sleep has improved, Yun Yongan sleeps for five hours a day, and then divides it into three or four hours for the system to host. He is really worried that his body will not be able to hold on, and he will suddenly collapse.

However, having a potential of seven or more means that he has the opportunity to become a master-level author, which is really hard to find. We can only increase the popularity of Xianyun Literature Network to see if it can attract talents.

Yun Yongyao didn't hear Yun Yongan's recovery, so she raised her voice.

"Xiao An, Xiao An, are you asleep?"

"No," Yun Yongan took up the task with a thought, "I was just thinking about what to do next. Old books are not very useful. Except for the most classic ones, most of the web articles don't have many readers after they are finished."

"Film adaptation is definitely the champion reward, but I will also participate in this essay contest. The champion must be mine. I don't want to adapt my work into a movie yet. I will study it later and change the essay prize."

Yun Yongyao called up the data of the four literature websites, and seeing the huge traffic gap between Xianyun Literature Network and the other three literature websites, she frowned, "Xiao An, simply increasing the rewards for essay submissions may not be effective, the most important thing about online literature is Traffic. Let’s have a hot pot together tonight and discuss how to help you drive traffic.”

"The most difficult thing about literature websites is the early stage. There is no traffic, no readers, and no authors. As long as you find a way to attract a large number of readers, you can naturally attract good authors, and good authors bring excellent works. More readers, enter a positive cycle."

"Ding!" An urgent email suddenly popped up on Yun Yongyao's computer, and a huge negative news suddenly broke out about a movie heroine under her name.

"Xiao An, I suddenly have something urgent, we will talk to you in the evening, remember, bring your little girlfriend here, brother and sister haven't seen each other yet."

After finishing speaking, Yun Yongyao hung up the phone without giving Yun Yongan a chance to speak.

"It's good for the elder brother to come. If the second brother also comes, it will be a bit troublesome."

Recalling Yun Yongchen's cynicism, the corners of Yun Yongan's mouth twitched involuntarily.

It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, Yun Yongan opened Qiandu, and was about to ask the almighty netizen how to quickly get traffic, and when he was attracting the author to sign the contract, the door was suddenly opened.

The unique aroma of Mala Tang rushed towards his face, arousing the glutton in Yun Yongan's stomach and interrupting his thinking.

Yun Yongan followed the smell and looked back. Bai Wenlin took the takeaway, walked quickly to his seat and sat down, tore open the plastic bag, and was grabbing disposable chopsticks, eating like crazy.

While eating, Bai Wenlin muttered: "Boss, do you want to try it? Our school's Malatang is really delicious. I think I came here to take the school exam when I was taking the art exam. Because of this, I gave up Zhongyi. I chose the imperial capital."

"Let me tell you, this Mala Tang is both spicy and spicy, delicious and sweet..."

Facts have proved that eating can also block a talkative mouth.

Bai Wenlin ignored him, picked up his chopsticks and started grabbing food, during which time he threw an insight at him.