From the beginning, he couldn't understand it, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was right!
The dialogue between the lines made the chief editor of Hetu Press silent for a long time.
Whoosh! "Young man, your name is Liu Xing, right?”Wang Gang closed the copy. Yes, the original copy was still in Liu Xing's bag.
"Yes, my name is on the title page.”Liu Xing nodded.
"I feel that the Legend of Wukong that you wrote is very good. It even makes me wonder if this book was written by you.”Wang Gang looked at Liu Xing from head to toe. He was just a fourteen or fifteen-year-old kid! He could actually write such a profound and philosophical novel! This brain hole was too big!
"This book was indeed written by me. I stayed up for many nights.”Liu Xing scratched the back of his head. He didn't dare to say that it took him a whole night to write it.
"This is a copy. Do you have the original manuscript?”Wang Gang chuckled as he didn't believe it. First of all, this word shouldn't be used by someone at Liu Xing's age.
"Yes, this copy was made before I came.”Liu Xing said as he took out his notebook.
Wang Gang took it over and flipped through it again." Good calligraphy. Brother Liu Xing, your calligraphy is really not simple. I've seen many calligraphers, and their calligraphy is probably not as good as yours."”Wang Gang complimented. The words in the original version were even clearer. The information was unbearable. He wanted to collect it, so he put the notebook on the table reluctantly.
"Brother Liu Xing, your novel is very well-written. Its standard and style of writing are even more profound than those of many first-class authors. I think it's very promising and there will be no problem for it to be published. However, the contract has to be legally binding. You're still underage, so I'm afraid you can't sign the contract.”Wang Gang said to Liu Xing.
"Yes, that's fine too. I'll make a call.”Liu Xing thought for a while and nodded. Indeed, he was too anxious. He forgot that he was less than 18 years old. He couldn't sign the contract before he was 18 years old. He had to call his parents.
Liu Xing called Xia Donghai. Half an hour later, Xia Donghai hurried over.
"Haha, hello, Chief Editor Wang. I'm Xia Donghai, Liu Xing's father. I'm also the chief editor of a children's literature club.”Xia Donghai and Wang Gang shook hands and chatted with a smile.
"Brother Xia, why is your son surnamed Liu?”Wang Gang was surprised. Could it be his stepfather?
"His mother and I are reorganizing our family. Hehe, Chief Editor Wang, our Liu Xing just told me on the phone that he is going to sign a contract for his novel.”Not bad, Liu Xing. He just wrote it last night and was about to sign the contract today. It seems that his writing is not bad to be noticed by the chief editor of Hetu Literature Press!
"Yes, this is a novel written by Liu Xing. I plan to send it to be reviewed. As long as it passes the review and the book number is approved, it can be printed and published. I asked Brother Liu Xing to call you here to help him sign the contract and make it legally effective.”Wang Gang explained.
"What?! Release it!" Xia Donghai was stunned! What was going on? Didn't he just start composing last night?
Xia Donghai picked up the manuscript on the table and flipped through more than ten pages. The more he read, the more shocked he became! Oh my god! This was what Liu Xing wrote last night! So many! This was probably more than 100,000 words! Also, Liu Xing's novel had a chance to be published!
"Is that so? Haha, I didn't expect Liu Xing's novel to be published.”Xia Donghai looked at Liu Xing with a different expression. He was promising. He was really promising. He would be so proud if word got out that his son had published a novel. Haha, he would be happier than Xia Donghai who published his own novel!
"Okay, Chief Editor Wang, where is the contract?”Xia Donghai was the chief editor himself, so he was very familiar with the manuscript contract, which was why Liu Xing called him instead of Liu Mei.
"No, I can't accept this contract.”Wang Gang got the people from the publishing firm to draw up a contract. This was a contract for a B-list author! Liu Xing couldn't accept it!
Wang Gang and Xia Donghai looked at each other and asked in unison," What do you want?”
"I have no problem with the rest. I can keep the guaranteed 100 yuan per 1,000 words. I can also keep the publishing rights of Hetu. However, I can't accept this split. I can only get 30% if it's 70%-30% and I feel a little unbalanced. Uncle Wang, how about this? If Legend of Wukong can sell 500,000 copies, we can split it according to 60 - 40%. I only want 40%. If it exceeds one million copies, I'll get 50 - 50%. If it exceeds three million copies, I'll get 60%. At the same time, it's also the highest share, okay?”Liu Xing felt that it was most worthwhile to use strength to speak.
Hiss!
Wang Gang and Xia Donghai both took a deep breath. This Liu Xing was really playing big!
More than 500,000 books! Sixty-four points! If they sold a million copies, they would split it fifty-fifty! More than three million books, 40 - 60 points! Could it be that Liu Xing was very confident in the Legend of Wukong?
Yes! Liu Xing was only 15 years old, so he didn't understand the current market at all! Physical books were no longer popular. Because of the emergence of online literature, physical books were no longer so popular! Not to mention a million books! Now, if a book could sell 500,000 copies, it was already considered a first-class author.
Those authors who sold millions of copies had to accumulate experience for several years before they could do so.
"Hehe, Liu Xing, you're really a newborn calf that's not afraid of tigers. Alright, we'll sign the contract according to what you said.”Wang Gang chuckled and got someone to redo the contract. Then, he signed the contract with Xia Donghai.
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Xia Donghai was still in a daze when he came out of Hetu Literature Press. He did not expect his son to publish a book in just one night!
This was a published novel! Physical publication! She had been writing for so many years. At most, she had published an article in a newspaper or magazine. However, her son had actually published an entire book! A novel with more than 100,000 words! It was written just like that!
"Dad, let's not talk about it anymore. I still have an exam in the afternoon, so I'll go back to school first. See you tonight. Bye.”Before Xia Donghai came back to his senses, Liu Xing had already shouted and ran away...
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