Chapter 49 – Finally Got In Touch
Having been laughing all the time, Xixi didn’t feel sleepy. Yang Yi played with his daughter for a long time, until the little girl was really sleepy that she dozed off. Finally, she fell asleep in her father’s arms without even listening to a story.
After settling down the little girl, Yang Yi came to his study and began his “work”.
By the way, today, the manuscript stored in the author’s back-end draft box will be exhausted. Yang Yi looked at the nearly 200,000 words that he had “carried over” these days and decided to upload it to the draft box at once. (TN: Back-end here is like the dashboard in the WordPress)
However, Yang Yi just logged on to the web page version of the author’s back-end, “di di di”, a mail was jumping wildly in his station.
What is it?
Yang Yi puzzledly looked at it. The limit amount of 100 mails in the station was almost full! Except for some notifications on system recommendation, they were all private message sent by an editor named Qiang Zi.
“Hello, author. I’m your editor, Qiang Zi.”
“Are you there? I’m your editor, Qiang Zi. “
“Please add my SNS:27960XXXXX, to make it easy to get in touch.” (PS: SNS is this world’s chat software, but it’s more like MSN than QQ, and it’s an older version of MSN.) (TN: The PS is included in the raw)
“Yang Yi, have you seen my private message? Please reply…”
“No, brother. You haven’t been up for two days?”
“All the flowers are thankful…” (TN: I have no idea what this “flowers” means or referring to.)
“Big brother, please add me on SNS. I’m looking for you for some urgent matters!”
…….
From the several pages of private messages, Yang Yi can feel the complaint of Qiang Zi through the screen. He didn’t quite understand: “What’s the urgent matter? That you need to find me so urgently?”
Yang Yi didn’t finish reading the private message, and just calmly closed the mailbox. Then he opened the draft box, uploaded the next ten chapters to it, and set the automatic release time.
After finishing his work, Yang Yi searched the Internet for the SNS software, downloaded it, studied how to use it, and registered his own number.
“27960……” Yang Yi read silently, added Qiang Zi, and wrote on the message box, “I am Yang Yi.”
It was almost ten o’clock. Yang Yi glanced at the time. He thought that no matter how hard the editor worked, he had already left work, so he closed the web page and was ready to quit the SNS code in a while.
But unexpectedly, a few seconds after his notice to add a friend was sent out, a dialog box popped up on the SNS.
“Yang Yi? Are you really Yang Yi, the author of “Soldier Assault”?”
…….
The scene changed to the Qiyue Literature Website Editorial Department. A minute ago, Qiang Zi went to the tea room again. This time, he poured a cup of coffee to expel his drowsiness.
“Why hasn’t he appeared yet? Has he rested already?” Qiang Zi sat down and rubbed his forehead with a sigh.
In order to wait for Yang Yi, he almost always stayed in front of the computer. He had already gotten off work at six o’clock, and Qiang Zi was still in the company, until now.
“Should I wait until 11:00, or until 12:00? If he’s not online yet, we’ll talk about it tomorrow?”
But a “di di di” sound, made QIang Zi came back to his senses.
“Please, please!” He had been disappointed countless times. Qiang Zi prayed and clicked on SNS’s system notification.
A friend request notice. The other party’s message: “I am Yang Yi”!
Yang Yi?
Qiang Zi was ecstatic, hurriedly click through, and immediately open the dialog box. He was somewhat excited and somewhat uneasy to ask: “Yang Yi? Are you really Yang Yi, the author of “Soldier Assault”?”
After a while, Qiang Zi felt that a day seemed like a year, and finally a word popped up in the dialog box: “Um.”
All right, he confirmed it!
Qiang Zi typed happily and asked, “is Yang Yi your real name? Or is it just a pseudonym?”
The copyright association in this world is very strong. In addition to some of the necessary evidence collection needs, it can fully protect the private information of copyright owners. Even the staff of Qiyue Literature Website can’t access his real name and other private information filled in by the author when he or she registered.
“Real name.” The other party’s answer is very simple.
“Your book has shown great strength at the moment, and it has also been attached great importance by our editorial department. Therefore, as your editor, I am entrusted to discuss something with you.” Qiang Zi typed quickly.
“Tell me.” The dialog box flashed the other party’s response.
Qiang Zi was a little hurt. He felt that he was already very homely and he was someone that’s not good at chatting with others. He didn’t expect that there were people who cherished words like gold more than he did. Qiang Zi looked at the two words replied, and he really wanted to vomit blood!
“It’s like this, isn’t your book selling well now? We hope you can slow down your update a bit and cooperate with our publicity.”
“You don’t have to update tens of thousands of words every day! Many of the authors on the site can update 4,000 words a day, and the readers are completely moved.” Qiang Zi exaggerated a little. in fact, most of the authors are very diligent.
When he saw this issue, Yang Yi was a little puzzled. In his impression, shouldn’t editors be people who brandished whips and urge their people to do more? But his own editor actually asked him to update less?
However, Yang Yi didn’t care too much. He casually replied: “It’s merely two chapters. It’s not much! Is it possible to change every day? Is it okay with the reader?”
Qiangzi hurriedly explained: “No, as long as you revise the chapter break, about two thousand words a chapter, and update three to four chapters a day, the reader will not care.”
With Yang Yi’s current update rate, according to Qiang Zi, more than ten chapters can be added every day!
However, Yang Yi did not care. He replied: “Forget it, too troublesome.”
How could Qiang Zi know that Yang Yi was just a simple porter of this novel? Asking him to spend time to revise chapters and increase the number of chapters and names, it’s too troublesome!
“But you’ll lose a lot of profits.” Qiang Zi retorted weakly.
Yang Yi just heard Qiangzi say that his books are selling well. He logged on again to his author’s back-end and curiously took a look. The author’s back-end, which is linked to the copyright organization, can provide the statistical data of renumeration in a timely manner. Of course, the data is synchronized, but the money needs to be settled and sent out next month. After all, it needs to be audited by a third party, and there might be errors, omissions, or human influence.
“132,409.8……” Yang Yi can’t believe his eyes.
In less than a week after he published his book, he had already made 130,000 yuan?
Of course, most of these are rewards from readers, and the subscription data don’t really stand out. After all, Qiang Zi has arranged a lot of recommendations for Yang Yi, and “Soldier Assault” is at the center of topic discussion and has received too much attention.
But what Yang Yi doesn’t know is that the reason why he has so many readers’ reward is also thanks to those who slander him!
The more people scold Yang Yi, the more readers who like “Soldier Assault” try their best to reward Yang Yi, fearing that Yang Yi will lose confidence…
But when he saw that he had made more than 100,000 yuan in just a few days, Yang Yi was filled with emotion: “In this world, creativity is still very profitable!”
It’s just that Yang Yi doesn’t care about what Qiang Zi’s said. He thought it doesn’t matter if he has more money and less money. It’s enough.
Why trouble yourself in order to earn more, and it may also affect the original quality of “Soldier Assault” in the process of revision?
“Oh, it doesn’t matter. It’s almost finished anyway.” Yang Yi’s words surprised Qiang Zi.
Almost finished? How many days has it been uploaded and updated?
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