Reborn on the Happy Hall + Spoiler

Xu Yihan directly ignored her rebuttal and continued: "As far as I know, it is not a problem for a full-time author to update five or six thousand words a day, right? We are running a large-scale competition, and this competition must reach The effect is to be popular, and it needs to be attractive enough—show readers five or six thousand words every day, what is the difference from ordinary updates? Besides, what can you write in six thousand words? The protagonist has a meal, and the protagonist has a fight. [-] words have been written. With so little content, how can readers be encouraged to follow up?"

The team leader was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "You are right, it should still be [-] words."

Xu Yihan smiled: "I'm a student of economics, and I don't understand literature. It depends on you to make our novels good-looking and attractive. I can only do my best in marketing so that our novels can be read by more people. Arrive——we each perform our duties and work together, right?"

"OK, the meeting is over."

When walking out of the conference room, Xu Yihan and Qiu Hai looked at each other, Qiu Hai's expression of hesitating to speak clearly covered Xu Yihan's eyes.

But Xu Yihan didn't take him seriously, so what about Aunt Qiu's own brother?The real big boss is Lao Xu.Although Xu Yihan is the president, the person who actually holds the shares is Lao Xu. Xu Yihan understands that Lao Xu is the most difficult hurdle.

It would have been nice if old Xu was just a businessman full of fat, but unfortunately, old Xu is a sensible person. Although he does not directly manage Weilan, he has a clear picture of Weilan's financial situation. The reason why Xu Yihan was called back to China to take over Weilan is because Old Xu found out that Xu Yiqian had stolen a lot of money from Weilan.And this competition is a model that has never existed in the online literature world. To put it bluntly, it imitates the star-making model of the entertainment industry.Xu Yihan is confident that he can make a fortune through this competition and at the same time cultivate more new readers, but he can't guarantee that old Xu will support his attempt.Old Xu is a shrewd businessman, and behind every decision he makes, there is a careful risk assessment to back it up.

It is very difficult to convince Lao Xu to trust him.That's why Xu Yihan vigorously invited Zhao Xin to participate—Old Xu and Zhao Xin's father, Professor Zhao, have been close friends for many years. If Zhao Xin participates, perhaps Old Xu will trust and rely more on him.

But the problem is, Xu Yihan sighed, Zhao Xin is also a tough nut to crack.

How tough is Zhao Xin's bone?Let's put it this way, the two largest companies in the field of online literature are Weilan and Haosheng.When Zhao Xin was in his junior year, he made his mark with a historical drama novel, and both Weilan and Haosheng cast olive branches on him.According to the thinking of normal people, then you must choose Weilan, right?Even if Xu Yihan was not the person in charge of Weilan at that time, it was still the Xu family. Zhao Xin signed Weilan, do you need any resources?But he, Zhao Xin, didn't like it. He didn't care about this relationship and privileges. What he wanted was fair and honest competition—so he signed Haosheng.

Who is this? !

There are even worse.After signing with Haosheng, Zhao Xin actually wrote about Tanmei. A man wrote about Tanmei. How is this different from coming out of the closet?Okay, it’s okay to write danmei, so let’s keep a low profile, right?Zhao Xin is not.Xu Yihan will always remember that winter night, he finished his final exams and went out to carnival with his classmates. The classmates sang and danced with foreign girls in their arms.

He saw that Zhao Xin shared a tweet from Haosheng Literature's official account in Moments.

The recommended novel is Zhao Xin's novel, author: Donaldson, title: "The Man Upstairs", category: Tanmei.

Share the Danmei essays I wrote in the circle of friends——Zhao Xin is so fresh.

In short, the more Xu Yihan thought about it, the bigger his head became. How should he persuade Zhao Xin to participate?Threat?Zhao Xin is not the author of Azure.Incentives?Zhao Xin is not short of money.

"Alas..." Xu Yihan looked up to the sky and sighed for the second time in a day.

Within a few minutes, Xu Yihan suddenly heard Sister Zhang's voice.

"You can still drink it yourself? Young man, aren't you talking nonsense with your eyes open?"

"You just delivered the order I placed at noon, what a joke! I don't care what happened to you, and I will take responsibility for what you do, right? You give me my money back, nothing else is discussed!"

Is the healthy coffee here?

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon, and Xu Yihan had long since lost interest in that weird cup of coffee.

"Don't waste time with me here, young man, I have to go to work, I don't have time to spend with you, if you lose money, we're done!"

"No money! You are such a big man, can't afford 200 yuan?! Who are you fooling!"

Xu Yihan was upset for a while, how could a cup of coffee last for so long? !The office is not like an office, but like a vegetable market!

Outside the door, Sister Zhang was still chattering.Xu Yihan finally couldn't bear it anymore, he opened the door and strode forward.

"Sister Zhang, let's forget about coffee! How can other people work when they are so noisy?!"

"Hey, Mr. Xu..." Sister Zhang looked at Xu Yihan, aggrieved, "It's not that I want to disturb you, it's that this young man is too difficult to deal with! I asked him to lose money, but he actually said that he didn't have any money, and even made up reasons for me Hey, what happened to a car accident on the road - he is standing here, how could he look like he was in a car accident?!"

Xu Yihan folded his arms, looking irritated, he looked at the delivery man two steps away from him, it was a man, wearing a yellow jacket, wearing a black helmet, thin, with slumped shoulders, and bowed his head.

"...Forget it," Xu Yihan said indifferently, "spend money to buy a lesson, don't order any health-preserving coffee next time."

"Hey, then...forget it, our leader has already spoken, let's go!"

The delivery man immediately raised his face at Xu Yihan as if he had received an amnesty: "Thank you! I really—"

Before they finished speaking, both of them froze.

One second, two seconds, three seconds—Xu Yihan stared blankly at the delivery man, and the delivery man looked at Xu Yihan blankly, as if all the people and things around him had disappeared, and they returned to the small village in Jingzhou, Hubei, the sky was blue , the house is very dilapidated, and the spring breeze is warm.

Three seconds later Xu Yihan blurted out: "Sister?"

Chapter 3

On the same day, Wuhan.

Looking out from the window of the study, you can see a large expanse of plum blossoms that are as pink and white as mist.Wuhan in early March is still cold and rainy, but the plum blossoms are in full bloom, which can make people's mood clearer.

"Zhao Xin," Professor Zhao walked into the study after seeing off Uncle Xu and Aunt Qiu, "how is your knee these days?"

Zhao Xin patted his knee: "Very good."

"It seems that the acupuncture last time is still effective? The weather forecast says that it will rain in Wuhan during this period, why don't we go again, and I will call tomorrow to make an appointment."

"It's okay, Dad, it's fine if you can't make an appointment... I don't need to go out during this time, and there is no chaos at home."

"I was thinking..." Professor Zhao didn't finish speaking, and smiled, "I'm a little drunk, I'm going to sleep for a while, and there will be a meeting in the college in the afternoon."

As soon as Professor Zhao left, Professor Yin came in again, holding a pot of tea in his hand: "This is fruit tea made from black tea, ah, drink more when you write updates, black tea keeps the cold away."

Zhao Xin lifted the lid of the pot, stared at a pot of reddish-brown liquid and said silently: "...Mom, don't be too busy, go to sleep for a while."

"Remember to drink! Once you write something, you don't care about anything, and you don't listen every time you tell me!"

"Yeah, I remember."

Both parents went back to the house and went to sleep. In this quiet and warm afternoon, Zhao Xin also felt a little sleepy.

He usually doesn't live here, but lives in another house in the next unit—it's also very close to his parents.But even though he doesn't live here, his parents made the house warm enough: the school's family building is an old house without heating, so they put electric heaters in every room.Wuhan is very humid, so the air conditioner is turned on and dehumidification bags are hung at home all winter.As soon as Zhao Xin came, his parents first put a warm baby on his knees, then stuffed a hot water bottle into his arms, and finally put a fluffy cushion on his body.

I'm afraid that he will freeze, or that the cold and moisture will enter his knees.

Zhao Xin stretched out his hand to pinch his knee, through the thick fleece pants, he could still touch his protruding kneecap.His knees were thinner than ordinary people, but compared with those two thin legs, they still looked much more normal.

His calves and feet below the knees were unconscious.

When he was born, his parents were doing research in the countryside. It was a mountainous area in Hubei, and there was only one barefoot doctor in the whole village.My parents said that they were too busy at that time—there was also an element of luck, and they always felt that the countryside was beautiful and there were few people, so there should be no infectious diseases.

Zhao Xin did not take polio sugar pills, and when he was one month short of turning one year old, he was infected with polio, also known as polio.This left him unconscious below the knees.

Zhao Xin stretched his neck, turned on the tablet, and logged into Weibo.

This is the fourth day, and on Weibo, he has received more and more messages.He roughly estimated that half of his people are his fans, and half of them are fans of canned octopus—in fact, Zhao Xin doesn't like to use the word "fans" to describe those people. He always feels that he and them are just the author and The relationship between readers, and "fans" carry too much admiration and trust.But then again, when they have publicly scolded him or the canned hairtail, if they are not fans, what are they?