House Dad's Literary Life Chapter 49

Chapter 49 - Finally Got In Touch

Having beenlaughing all the time, Xixi didn't feel sleepy. Yang Yi played with hisdaughter for a long time, until the little girl was really sleepy that she dozedoff. Finally, she fell asleep in her father's arms without even listening to astory.

Aftersettling down the little girl, Yang Yi came to his study and began his"work".

By the way,today, the ma.n.u.script stored in the author's back-end draft box will beexhausted. Yang Yi looked at the nearly 200,000 words that he had "carriedover" these days and decided to upload it to the draft box at once. (TN: Back-endhere 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 didi", a mail was jumping wildly in his station.

What is it?

Yang Yi puzzledlylooked 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 messagesent by an editor named Qiang Zi.

"h.e.l.lo,author. I'm your editor, Qiang Zi."

"Areyou there? I'm your editor, Qiang Zi. "

"Pleaseadd my SNS:27960x.x.xXX, to make it easy to get in touch." (PS: SNS is thisworld's chat software, but it's more like MSN than QQ, and it's an olderversion of MSN.) (TN: The PS is included in the raw)

"YangYi, have you seen my private message? Please reply…"

"No,brother. You haven't been up for two days?"

"Allthe flowers are thankful…" (TN: I have no idea what this "flowers" meansor referring to.)

"Big brother,please add me on SNS. I'm looking for you for some urgent matters!"

…….

From the severalpages of private messages, Yang Yi can feel the complaint of Qiang Zi throughthe screen. He didn't quite understand: "What's the urgent matter? Thatyou need to find me so urgently?"

Yang Yi didn'tfinish reading the private message, and just calmly closed the mailbox. Then heopened the draft box, uploaded the next ten chapters to it, and set theautomatic release time.

After finis.h.i.+nghis work, Yang Yi searched the Internet for the SNS software, downloaded it, studiedhow to use it, and registered his own number.

"27960……"Yang Yi read silently, added Qiang Zi, and wrote on the message box, "I amYang Yi."

It wasalmost ten o'clock. Yang Yi glanced at the time. He thought that no matter howhard the editor worked, he had already left work, so he closed the web page andwas ready to quit the SNS code in a while.

Butunexpectedly, a few seconds after his notice to add a friend was sent out, adialog box popped up on the SNS.

"YangYi? Are you really Yang Yi, the author of "Soldier a.s.sault"?"

…….

The scene changedto the Qiyue Literature Website Editorial Department. A minute ago, Qiang Ziwent to the tea room again. This time, he poured a cup of coffee to expel hisdrowsiness.

"Why hasn'the appeared yet? Has he rested already?" Qiang Zi sat down and rubbed his foreheadwith a sigh.

In order towait for Yang Yi, he almost always stayed in front of the computer. He hadalready gotten off work at six o'clock, and Qiang Zi was still in the company,until now.

"ShouldI wait until 11:00, or until 12:00? If he's not online yet, we'll talk about ittomorrow?"

But a "di didi" sound, made QIang Zi came back to his senses.

"Please,please!" He had been disappointed countless times. Qiang Zi prayed andclicked on SNS's system notification.

A friend requestnotice. The other party's message: "I am Yang Yi"!

Yang Yi?

Qiang Zi wasecstatic, hurriedly click through, and immediately open the dialog box. He wa.s.somewhat excited and somewhat uneasy to ask: "Yang Yi? Are you really YangYi, the author of "Soldier a.s.sault"?"

After awhile, Qiang Zi felt that a day seemed like a year, and finally a word poppedup in the dialog box: "Um."

All right, heconfirmed it!

Qiang Zityped happily and asked, "is Yang Yi your real name? Or is it just apseudonym?"

Thecopyright a.s.sociation in this world is very strong. In addition to some of thenecessary evidence collection needs, it can fully protect the privateinformation of copyright owners. Even the staff of Qiyue Literature Website can'taccess his real name and other private information filled in by the author whenhe or she registered.

"Realname." The other party's answer is very simple.

"Yourbook has shown great strength at the moment, and it has also been attachedgreat importance by our editorial department. Therefore, as your editor, I amentrusted to discuss something with you." Qiang Zi typed quickly.

"Tellme." The dialog box flashed the other party's response.

Qiang Zi wasa little hurt. He felt that he was already very homely and he was someone that'snot good at chatting with others. He didn't expect that there were people whocherished words like gold more than he did. Qiang Zi looked at the two words replied,and he really wanted to vomit blood!

"It'slike this, isn't your book selling well now? We hope you can slow down yourupdate a bit and cooperate with our publicity."

"Youdon't have to update tens of thousands of words every day! Many of the authorson 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 thisissue, Yang Yi was a little puzzled. In his impression, shouldn't editors be peoplewho brandished whips and urge their people to do more? But his own editor actuallyasked him to update less?

However, YangYi 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?"

Qiangzihurriedly explained: "No, as long as you revise the chapter break, abouttwo thousand words a chapter, and update three to four chapters a day, thereader will not care."

With YangYi's current update rate, according to Qiang Zi, more than ten chapters can beadded every day!

However,Yang Yi did not care. He replied: "Forget it, too troublesome."

How couldQiang Zi know that Yang Yi was just a simple porter of this novel? Asking himto spend time to revise chapters and increase the number of chapters and names,it's too troublesome!

"Butyou'll lose a lot of profits." Qiang Zi retorted weakly.

Yang Yi justheard Qiangzi say that his books are selling well. He logged on again to hisauthor's back-end and curiously took a look. The author's back-end, which islinked to the copyright organization, can provide the statistical data of renumerationin a timely manner. Of course, the data is synchronized, but the money needs tobe settled and sent out next month. After all, it needs to be audited by athird party, and there might be errors, omissions, or human influence.

"132,409.8……"Yang Yi can't believe his eyes.

In less thana 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 reallystand out. After all, Qiang Zi has arranged a lot of recommendations for YangYi, and "Soldier a.s.sault" is at the center of topic discussion andhas received too much attention.

But whatYang Yi doesn't know is that the reason why he has so many readers' reward isalso thanks to those who slander him!

The morepeople scold Yang Yi, the more readers who like "Soldier a.s.sault" trytheir best to reward Yang Yi, fearing that Yang Yi will lose confidence…

But when hesaw that he had made more than 100,000 yuan in just a few days, Yang Yi wasfilled with emotion: "In this world, creativity is still veryprofitable!"

It's justthat Yang Yi doesn't care about what Qiang Zi's said. He thought it doesn'tmatter if he has more money and less money. It's enough.

Why troubleyourself in order to earn more, and it may also affect the original quality of"Soldier a.s.sault" in the process of revision?

"Oh, itdoesn't matter. It's almost finished anyway." Yang Yi's words surprisedQiang Zi.

Almost finished? How many days has it been uploaded and updated?