1043 / I am Mr. King!
In fact, if you really regard writing novels as your profession, you will still have a lot of things to write, which will ensure that your book is popular.
For example, writing a tomb robber novel and bringing "Ghost Blows Out the Light" over is guaranteed to detonate the online literature world again!
For example, writing a novel about the return of special forces to the city will ensure that it can also sensation the world of online literature!
For example, writing a historical travel book, like "The Best Guardian", is guaranteed to be popular!
In short, in short, if you are reborn and return to this era, writing online articles will definitely become a super master!
However, Fang Tian could not do this. There are still many layouts that need to be laid out on the Internet, such as games, music, and e-commerce, which have not been done yet.
Can an author of creating content make money than the platform owner? It is better to create content than to create a platform and let millions of people create wealth for you. Even if you can only get a share of 100 yuan from each person, you will be well developed!
Close the notebook, Fang Tian rubbed his eyes and looked at the office workers in the surrounding subway carriages.
At this time, it was the rush hour, and there were a lot of people in the carriage, and many white-collar workers had a laptop on their legs.
What do they like to play the most? Fang Tian glanced at it and was just chatting on yy, just browsing soft cloud Weibo.
It can be seen how strong the omni-channel of Soft Cloud is.
Of course, there are also many people who use wave music to listen to music and play games on the wave platform.
Next to Fang Tian, there was a fat man wearing a white T-shirt. He also had an HP laptop on his legs. At this moment, he was staring at the notebook screen. The page showed Jinyu Novel Network.
Fang Tian looked around and saw that the fat man was actually watching "The Legend of the Immortal Sword and Flying Heroes".
This book is so popular, it's really not a prank.
"Friend, what are you looking at?" Fang Tian asked casually.
The fat man looked over and said with a smile: "The book "Xian Jian" is quite popular. You shouldn't not know, right?"
"I don't know."
"You are so out." The fat man despised: "But, just now, the author of this book said that after writing this book, he would not write it. Alas, what a pity!"
Fang Tian smiled and said, "He won't write anymore, you can read something else."
"What do you know? I don't read anything except his books." said the fat man.
This fat man is quite persistent, Fang Tian smiled.
"Why do you laugh?" The fat man said unhappy: "If you have the ability, you can write a book, write a very popular novel."
Fang Tian smiled and didn't say anything. He called out the shutdown menu and wanted to shut down the computer.
The fat man looked over and found that the notebook was also logged into Jinyu Novel Network, and it was also the author's backstage.
This man turned out to be an author, what is his pen name? What is the book of a floppy eunuch?
When the fat man saw it, his eyes were wide and shocked, and the notebook fell from his hand.
He, he turned out to be Mr. King!
Great God!
The great god turns out to be by my side!
Fang Tian bent down quickly, and the moment the notebook was about to fall to the ground, he reached out to catch it, and then returned it to the fat man.
Immediately, I stood up and left the subway car.
"God, give me a signature!" The fat man came to his senses and chased him out, but the god had disappeared in the sea of people...
When he returned home, Fang Tian immediately turned on the computer, sat on the chair, and opened word to write and write.
If I really keep writing novels, my daily life will be like this. When I come back from get off work, I will turn on the computer and write until the early morning, get up early in the morning, try to write a chapter more, and then hurry to work.
Therefore, Fang Tian couldn't continue to do this job. He finished writing the remaining hundreds of thousands of words and could finish the pen.
"Dingling..." The ringtone of the cell phone on the table rang, and it was immediately connected and placed in my ear. It was edited by Xiaomei.
"May I ask, is it Mr. King?" Xiaomei's voice came over.
Fang Tian smiled and his voice changed: "Yes, are you?"
"I am the editor of Jinyu Novel Network, your editor Xiaomei." Xiaomei smiled.
"Oh? It's editor Xiaomei!" Fang Tian's voice seemed very excited.
"It's not easy to get in touch with you."
"Sorry, I'm too busy. I don't have enough money to recharge the phone bill, so I don't want to answer the phone."
These days, calling is charged in two-way terms, and answering is also costing money.
"That's it." Xiaomei edited: "Take me back to recharge your phone bill."
Are all the editors so good now? Can you still recharge the author's phone bill?
The author was so moved that he burst into tears and said, "Thank you for editing. I'll find you if you don't have any phone bills in the future. Oh no, if you open a new book in the future, I will definitely find you."
Xiaomei smiled and said, "Mr. King, you are so humorous. Your novel has become popular. The website plans to buy out your copyright at a high price. This time I call you to invite you to come and discuss the purchase."
"That's how it is." Fang Tian was really embarrassed.
If you don’t go, don’t you even buy out at a high price? Go, your identity will be exposed.
"Is there any problem?" Xiaomei asked.
Fang Tian asked back, "Who is the one who meets me?"
Xiaomei said: "Mr. Fang, the boss of the website."
In other words, there is only editor Xiaomei, who will know sooner or later. After all, Xiaomei is her own editor and it is impossible for her to hide it all the time.
Besides, letting her know, it's nothing.
"Okay. I'll go tomorrow?" Fang Tian agreed.
Immediately, Xiaomei told her meeting place and said to see her tomorrow and hung up the phone.
Shortly after hanging up the phone.
The phone's text message prompted the sound twice. Fang Tian looked at it and smiled. Editor Xiaomei was really serious and immediately recharged the phone bill.
Although it's not much, it's just a few dozen yuan, but this editor is really good.
He recharged in less than a minute. Fang Tian was surprised. There is no Alipay or other phone fee recharge app these days, right? Why is it so fast? I guess she happened to pass by the recharge store?
Thinking of Alipay, I have been planning this matter in my heart. If nothing unexpected happens, I will make this thing this year.
Only with an Internet payment platform can the Internet economy truly flourish.
"Dingling..." Another mobile phone rang. Fang Tian had two mobile phones, one used for daily life, and the other was a business mobile phone.
The other party called in with a business phone. After looking at the caller ID, it was Xiaomei.
He immediately connected and put it in his ear. Fang Tian said seriously: "Xiaomei, what's the matter?"
Without the change of the tone just now, I returned to normal.
Xiaomei said happily: "Just now, I have contacted Mr. King and made an appointment to meet at the Merrill Lynch Coffee Shop near the company tomorrow morning to discuss the buyout."
Fang Tian smiled and said, "Are you excited to listen to your tone?"
"Of course, can such a powerful writer not be excited to see him? I secretly tell you that I am not only his editor, but also his book fan." Xiaomei whispered.
Fang Tian laughed and said, "What do you mean when you see him?"
Xiaomei smiled without hesitation: "Give him a big hug first, and then give him a fragrant kiss!"
Fang Tian smiled and said, "Are you serious?"
"Of course." Xiaomei smiled and thought to herself, she was just talking. How could such a shy thing be done? Anyway, Mr. King didn't know, she just told Fang Tian.
After guessing what she was thinking, Fang Tian was secretly having fun on the other side of the phone!
...
The next morning, Merrill Coffee Shop.
Fang Tian pushed open the glass door of the coffee shop and walked in.
"Mr. Fang, here." Xiaomei, wearing a white professional suit, waved her hand, holding her phone in her ear.
Fang Tian walked towards her lazily: "Have Mr. King come?"
"Not yet." Editor Xiaomei said helplessly. "Mr. Fang, sit down and I'll contact him again."
As he said that, Xiaomei put her phone in front of her, looked at the number displayed on the screen, confirmed it correctly, and called again.
After waiting for a while, the operator's voice lady heard: "The phone number you called has been turned off."
Xiaomei's editor was depressed and said, "This Mr. King is too much. He dares to put the editor's pigeon. Do you want to recommend it? Humph!"
Fang Tian laughed secretly and didn't say anything.
Xiaomei entered Mr. King's mobile phone number again, dialed it again, and tried it over and over again, but it was like this. She was so angry that she wanted to throw her phone to the ground.
But she still didn't give up and continued to call.
This editor is quite persistent.
Fang Tian stood behind her, poked her back with his fingers, and said with a smile: "No need to hit me, I am Mr. King!"
"What? You, are you Mr. King?"
Xiaomei was shocked, turned her head to look over, her eyes widened, and her face was full of disbelief.
Fang Tian took out his cell phone and pressed the power button to turn on it. "You can call Mr. King now."
Xiaomei was so shocked that she was a little dizzy and called Mr. King again.
"Dingling..." Fang Tian's cell phone ringing, and immediately connected and put it in his ear, and smiled and said, "Hey, is it editor Xiaomei? I've arrived!"
Xiaomei's mouth instantly turned into an O-shaped shape, and an egg could be stuffed in!
Chapter completed!