In the following days, Xun Wen maintained his daily progress of 10,000 words and finally finished copying the entire book after ten days.
Cough, we don't produce novels. We're just porters of the foreign world's culture.
Xun Wen moved his slightly sore shoulders. He would be lying if he said he wasn't excited to see the novel with 190,000 words in his hands.
However, there seemed to be a flaw in the story. Xun Wen frowned and used the mouse to flip through the pages of the novel.
"What is missing?"
Xun Wen was a little frustrated.
He casually took a tutorial book from the table and opened the first page.
Idiot, do you think this is a high school model? -- Xue Jinxing
"So it's missing a preface!" Xun Wen was enlightened. He threw the book aside and thought hard about the preface of the new book.
What should I write?
Xun Wen paced back and forth in the bedroom, looking like he was composing a poem in seven steps.
Then, he stopped in front of a mirror.
"Oh my god! Which handsome guy was this? He was simply the dream lover of thousands of young girls!”
Xun Wen exclaimed in the mirror.
"Oh! Look at his handsome eyebrows and deep and charming eyes…"
Eyes?
I've thought of it!
Xun Wen rushed to the computer and excitedly typed out a preface.
The dark night gave me black eyes, but I use them to find light!
It was perfect!
wonderful！
This sentence was just right for this novel. It expressed the confusion of the contemporary young people, but it was also full of hope for the future.
Looks like I have the potential to be a philosopher!
Xun Wen indulged himself for a while, then opened the laptop and sent the document to the owner of a printing shop in his address book.
The shop owner was really nice.
Transfer 24 yuan!
Done.
After he printed it out, he would look for a publishing company to work with. However, he would leave this problem to his father. After all, he had been working in a medium-sized company for so many years, so he still had some basic connections.
As for whether he would be rejected?
It didn't exist. Not to mention the quality of the book and the preface, just based on Xun Wen's current popularity, even if he wrote sh * t, people would buy it while it was still hot.
After all, this was an era of popularity and fame.
If you write well, people will praise you, and your reputation will rise to a higher level. Even if it wasn't well written, people would still buy it. Everyone wanted to see how the provincial top scorer would embarrass himself.
In short, the word 'top scorer' was on everyone's G-spot.
……
Today was Sunday, so Xun Feng didn't go to work. He sat on the sofa and watched TV with Qin Yun.
Xun Wen held a thick stack of A4 papers in his hand and blocked the television." Dad, I wrote a book. What do you think?"”
？？？
What did I hear?
Xun Feng was so shocked that the melon seeds in his mouth fell out!
"What did you just say?" Xun Feng asked," You wrote a book?"
Xun Wen nodded.
Xun Feng took the stack of papers and glanced at the preface. His eyes widened.
"Did you write this sentence too?" Xun Feng pointed at the preface.
"I wrote the entire book. Is it strange to write a preface?”Xun Wen smiled bitterly.
"No, I just think it's impossible. When did my son become so…so outstanding?”Xun Feng scratched his head.
"Old Feng, what are you talking about?" Qin Yun was unhappy."Our son is the provincial top scorer, alright? In ancient times, he would at least be a Jinshi and a big shot on the Heaven Roll (you know, hehe).”
Xun Wen nodded.
" I'll take a look," Xun Feng said." If it's really good, I'll send it to a friend of mine who happens to be an editor."”
" Alright," Xun Wen said with a smile." I'll wait for your good news then."”
After saying that, he rolled back to the bedroom. He had no choice. If he didn't leave quickly, he would be asking for a beating if he interrupted his parents 'daily lovey-dovey time.
Two hours later.
" This child…" After finishing the book, Xun Feng's expression was a little complicated.
"What's wrong, Old Feng? Looking at you, is your writing bad?”Qin Yun asked.
"No, it's just that it's written so well that I'm starting to wonder if it's my child.”
" Hey, hey, hey…" Feeling the soft flesh on his waist that was spinning 180 degrees, Xun Feng immediately raised his hands in surrender." Honey, I was wrong. I was just joking."”
"Hmph!" Qin Yun turned her face to the side as if she was unhappy and needed to be coaxed.
"Wife?"
"Treasures?"
"Xiaoyun?"
“……”
Soon, it was next Friday night. Xun Feng entered the house with a happy face. He saw Xun Wen sitting at the table and preparing to eat. He immediately laughed and said," Son! Do you want to know the good news?”
Xun Wen raised his head and looked at Xun Feng as if he was looking at a retard. Then, he lowered his head and ate silently.
"You guessed that your novel passed the review?" Xun Feng laughed awkwardly.”
Xun Wen rolled his eyes. Nothing major happened at home recently. How could I not guess that you were so happy?
"The third review usually takes a month, but due to your special status and the fact that your novel has received unanimous praise from all the editors, it only took four to five days this time.”
"Dad, how about the royalties?" Xun Wen asked.
"Originally, it was said that new writers would only get 8% according to the rules. Later, the chief editor thought highly of you, so he raised it to 10%.”
" Of course, they also offered to buy it out with 500,000 yuan," Xun Feng said." Which one do you think is better?"”
"The former, 500,000 is still a little too little.”Xun Wen said.
Xun Wen was very confident in his first novel. With his current popularity, there was still hope for him to sell a million copies within a year.
If the price of each book was set at 20 yuan per million copies, multiplied by the royalties, it would be 2 million yuan!
After tax, he could still get a million yuan. Moreover, this book would continue to be sold in the future, so its value far exceeded two million yuan. Xun Wen naturally would not sell it for a mere 500,000 yuan.
"500,000 is too little?" When Xun Feng heard Xun Wen's words, he suddenly felt as if he had become old.
" Son, 500,000 is not a small amount, right?" Qin Yun said from the side," Why don't you reconsider?"”
Xun Wen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had no choice but to tell his parents his thoughts.
However, the two of them were still hesitant. Xun Wen said helplessly,
"Mom, if you heard that our province's top scorer wrote a good book a few years ago, would you buy it for me to read and point at it for me to learn?”
Qin Yun nodded subconsciously.
" Dad," Xun Wen continued," if you heard that the book written by the provincial top scorer was trash, would you buy one and mock him in front of me? Then, would you tell me not to be as arrogant as him in the future?"”
Xun Feng nodded.
" Then it's settled." Xun Wen spread out his hands and said," Anyway, people will buy it regardless of whether I write it well or not. What are you worried about?"”
Eh?
It seemed to make sense.
Therefore, Xun Feng and his wife no longer hesitated. Anyway, it was a surprise that their son could publish a book. Money was not important!
The most important thing is that the son of my old Xun family actually published a book. From now on, I can also call myself a cultured person!
(PS: Han Han's first novel,"Triple Door," has sold about five million copies so far)
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