Rebirth of the Entertainment Master

Xiao Yunhai nodded, and said: "You're done. Wife, do you want to read it? Let me tell you, don't give up the whole book just because of some small details."

"Small details?" Zhao Wanqing raised her brows and said angrily, "What a pure and pure girl Xiaolongnv is, you actually let a stinky Taoist give.... Is this a small detail? I think you are purely a psychopath .”

When she was in Los Angeles, Zhao Wanqing had nothing to do, so she read "The Legend of Condor Heroes" that Xiao Yunhai had already written.

It has to be said that Mr. Jin's literary talent is indeed amazing, Zhao Wanqing insisted on watching it for four hours at a stretch, completely immersed in the plot.

Precisely because of this, after seeing Xiaolongnv being defiled, Zhao Wanqing exploded into a rage, scolded Xiao Yunhai, and insisted on making him change this chapter.

This is the work of Mr. Jin, how could Xiao Yunhai have this ability.

Furthermore, if this place is changed, how will the subsequent Chongyang Palace battle proceed.

Xiao Yunhai coaxed her to stay by talking all kinds of things.

And Zhao Wanqing never read the content after "The Legend of Condor Heroes".

"Honey, love is never smooth sailing. If the book "The Legend of Condor Heroes" gives it a definition, it should be a love story wrapped in a martial arts package. I have mixed all kinds of love I can think of. Go in. The little dragon girl was defiled, Yang Guo broke her arm, and then the little dragon girl jumped off the cold pond, and met after 16 years, etc., all to show the unswerving love between the two. You, you don’t understand us at all A writer's thoughts." Xiao Yunhai talked eloquently to Zhao Wanqing who was about to explode, which really calmed Zhao Wanqing down.

"Yang Guo's broken arm? We've been separated for 16 years? You really want to torture this pair of fateful mandarin ducks to death." Zhao Wanqing said.

Xiao Yunhai smiled and said: "That's right. If you don't give the hero and heroine a little bit of trouble, how can their love be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. I'll ask you again, do you want to see it?"

Zhao Wanqing thought for a while, and said, "You print out the novel for me now, I don't want to read it on the computer, the radiation is too strong, it's not good for the eyes."

Xiao Yunhai said: "Yes, leader."

Half an hour later, Xiao Yunhai handed the printed "The Legend of Condor Heroes" to Zhao Wanqing.

"Honey, it's getting late, let's go to rest."

After Xiao Yunhai finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to hug Zhao Wanqing's fragrant shoulders, but she dodged it.

"You go to the bedroom to hug the child first, I want to read a novel for a while."

When Xiao Yunhai heard this, he was immediately dumbfounded, and after a while, he said: "I'm really shooting myself in the foot."

Originally, I wanted to do sex, but now I can't do anything.If I had known, I would not have printed the novel.

The next day, Xiao Yunhai got up early and saw that Zhao Wanqing and the child were still sleeping there, so he tiptoed out.

I have to say that the charm of Mr. Jin's novels is really too great.

Last night, after Zhao Wanqing got "The Legend of Condor Heroes", she didn't go to bed until it was three o'clock in the morning.

After practicing boxing for a while, Xiao Yunhai cooked the kitchen himself and made breakfast before he woke up his wife and children.

After eating, Xiao Yunhai put the child in the kindergarten and drove to a five-star hotel.

He has already made an appointment with Chu Wenqing, Cai Pei, and Zeng Jiang, the bosses of the three major websites, to meet at this hotel more than 40 little god-level Internet writers they dug from Shengshi.

Before he could reach the door, Chu Wenqing and the others led a group of young people to meet him.

Xiao Yunhai laughed and said: "Mr. Chu, Mr. Cai, Mr. Zeng, your complexions look much better than last time. Did the brothers and sisters behind bring it to you?"

Chu Wenqing laughed loudly, and said: "That's right. Mr. Xiao, let me introduce you, this is the wandering toad, this is the Dream Dynasty, and this is the tomato eat me..."

Chu Wenqing obviously attached great importance to them, the introduction of more than 40 people was not bad at all, and the masterpieces were also clear.

Seeing Xiao Yunhai suddenly, all the little god writers were very excited, and their faces flushed with excitement.

Xiao Yunhai shook hands with them respectively, and said with a smile: "Welcome everyone to join our group. Let's go to the hotel and talk about it."

When a group of people came to the meeting room, Xiao Yunhai sat at the main seat without hesitation.

Chu Wenqing smiled and said: "Everyone, you want to see Mr. Xiao, we have already invited you here. If you have any questions, you can ask him."

A young man with high glasses stood up and said, "Mr. Xiao, my pen name is Mengli Zhantian. First of all, let me confess to you that I am your loyal fan. From your first Huaxia Since the wind song "Lanting Preface", I have always been your idol."

Xiao Yunhai laughed and said: "It's such a confession, you kid gave me a big jump."

After speaking, he deliberately wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Push."

"Hahaha."

Everyone in the conference room was immediately amused.

Xiao Yunhai said: "Thank you for liking my work. We are all young people, and this is not a classroom. There is no need to ask questions, just stand up. Don't be too rigid, just relax. I'm not a tiger. I can’t eat people. Also, don’t call me Mr. Xiao, just call me Tianwaike. Don’t forget that I’m also a novelist.”

In the dream, Zhan Tian scratched the back of his head, sneered, and sat back.

Xiao Yunhai said: "By the way, Zhan Tian, ​​do you have any questions to ask me?"

In the dream, Zhan Tian blinked twice, smiled wryly and said: "I just forgot."

Chapter 1740 Talking Hearts

"Hahaha."

There was another burst of laughter in the conference room.

Xiao Yunhai waved his hand and said, "Think about it slowly, let me tell you something first. To be honest, I don't know much about online novels because of work. This is basically the first time I've heard of your pen name. I am very glad that you are able to come to our fiction alliance from Shengshi. I know that it is the world of Shengshi now, and the market share is above 60.00%. It is not easy for you to make such a decision. However, the three veterans and I would like to express You guarantee that your choice is absolutely correct."

"Why do I dare to say that? Because we have the dream-chasing novel client. Before I came here, I asked the colleagues in charge of running the dream-chasing client, and they told me that more than 80.00% of readers now read books on mobile phones. And The novel clients in China are divided equally between Zhumeng and Shengshi, of course Zhumeng is worse, only accounting for 30.00%60.00, Shengshi accounts for 5.00%[-], and the other [-]% is divided by other clients."

"The reason for this gap, I think everyone should be very clear, is that there are not as many good books as Shengshi. Who wrote the good books? Of course, you are the authors. I heard Mr. Chu and the others say that you are all known as Small gods, earn a lot of money, but there seems to be a big gap in influence compared with those platinum gods, especially when it comes to recommending resources. In this regard, I think Shengshi is not doing well enough. You can learn from Shengshi Coming here also explains the problem."

"Who can tell me, how much is your income different from those platinum gods? Zhan Tian, ​​tell me."

Zhan Tiandao in the dream: "Take myself and my good friend Platinum Master Yijian Drifting as an example. I write 30 words a month, and I can get about 12. The 30 words of Yijian Drifting is at least ten times that of mine. "

Zeng Jiang interjected: "Zhan Tian and Yi Jian Drifting are both about fantasy. The editor told me that the difference in writing between the two is negligible. Yi Jian Drifting is just to enhance the atmosphere, and it is better than Zhan Tian. From now on, as long as this On the one hand, pay attention to Zhan Tian, ​​he is a great god in every way."

Xiao Yunhai nodded, and said: "So that's the case. A small problem caused your manuscript fee to differ by more than ten times. It's really cruel."

A thin-faced young man said: "Actually, we don't like Shengshi, not because of the manuscript fee, but because they disrespect us too much. Shengshi is completely market-oriented and will not give you room to grow. The master is popular and sells it." Well, they push desperately. And we can only have a slightly better recommendation every other month. Bottom authors are even worse, and they want good recommendations unless they can stand out from the tens of thousands of books. It’s scary to think about it.”

Xiao Yunhai said: "I can give you the recommendations you need, and I can give you a lot. Today's era is the era of smart phones, and I happen to be the first person to start the era of smart phones. Yunqing's social mobile phone client arrives There isn't an ad yet, and I'm going to leave one of the slots above for your novel."

"Wow, Yunqing social app. Make a recommendation on it, it's not bad."

"If my novel can be uploaded, even if it's only for one day, I can still kill those great gods."

Yunqing's social mobile phone client has more than one billion members in China. With such a large base, even if one in ten thousand of them reads books, it can still make them a lot of money.

Therefore, after Xiao Yunhai said this, they were very excited.