number one idol

Chapter 252 The official group with different painting styles
"Chen Fusheng, Chen Fusheng, if only I had half your abilities."

In the study room at home, He Xiao yawned, stretched, and saved the chapters he just coded into the manuscript box.

After a day of hard work and eleven hours of work, he wrote a total of [-] words!

This number of words, no matter where it is placed, will be dubbed the title of "tentacle monster".

But He Xiao knows that he is still far away from the real tentacle monsters who are five or six thousand per hour. After all, when people write a [-]-word plot, it is completely based on their brains, and He Xiao is copying the content in their minds. .

So although he was satisfied in his heart, he was not complacent.

After setting all the saved manuscripts to be updated regularly, He Xiao exited from the chapter management page, and then refreshed the background homepage, and saw an unread red dot in the message.

Click on it, and a piece of news pops up in front of you.

"Hello writer, your work has been reviewed and has reached the signing standard. Please contact your editor-in-charge as soon as possible: Xiao Mu, the contact information..."

The news was very brief, but He Xiao was very surprised.

This is... a contract?

He Xiao couldn't believe it. After all, Li Nan hadn't signed a contract for several years. The [-]% approval rate made people despair, and when he just entered the industry, he was approached by an editor the next day?

"As expected of the famous "Chen Ergou" in black phones, it is really extraordinary."

Aside from the joy, He Xiao can only attribute the credit to the classic urban novel in the black phone.

Think about it, too. After all, the author, Director Ouchi, is known as the Twelve Lords of the Internet Literature World. It would be too ridiculous if he couldn't even pass the industry threshold for signing a contract.

Glancing at the time, it was already ten o'clock in the middle of the night. He Xiao didn't know if the responsible editor was asleep. After hesitating for a while, he still chose to add the contact information in the website short.

Each editor has hundreds of contracted writers under his command, so naturally his mobile phone number cannot be disclosed, so everyone chats with an Internet software called "Egg Tart Communication".

This is also the most popular chat software at the moment. It has been launched for almost 20 years, and it has monopolized the entire chat software market, similar to "QQ" in black phones.

Enter the egg tart number of the editor Xiaomu, and He Xiao clicks to add as a friend.

"Drip-drip-"

In an instant, a notification sound came from the stereo. It was a message automatically released by the two parties after the friend was successfully added, which made He Xiao stunned.

He didn't expect that the editor in charge hadn't rested so late, and it was still seconds away.

"Hi, do you have an outline for the new book? Show me a look."

Xiao Mu not only passed by in seconds, but also sent a message in seconds.

The content is very concise and straight to the point, which is an occupational disease of many editors.

In the online novel industry, there are no polite words such as "are you there" when working, which is too wasteful of time, just talk about things directly without any polite words.

He Xiao was stopped by Xiao Mu, where did he have an outline?I'm afraid I don't have time to write it now, so I can only reply immediately, "There is an outline, but in my mind, if you want to understand, I can dictate it."

After sending it, I organized the language in my mind, and held down the voice button to briefly describe the general plot.

Perhaps because of the voice message, Xiao Mu replied very slowly this time, probably listening to the voice.

After more than two minutes, Xiao Mu sent another message: "Well, the plot is more complete than I imagined, by the way... why is your voice so familiar? It seems to be laughing."

Looking at the message on the screen, He Xiao was taken aback again. He didn't expect that it was just a voice, and his identity was almost guessed.

He doesn't want to reveal his identity yet. After all, once it is publicized and Yaoguang Entertainment finds out, he might do something behind his back. He has no power and power now, so he can only act in a low-key manner. There is also confidence in revealing one's identity.

Thinking of this, he asked, "Xiao Mu, I want to ask, is there a confidentiality clause in our Qichen signing contract? I don't want my signing information to be seen."

"What? Are you a star?"

Xiao Mu sent over an emoji of Zhang Geshen's doubts, but after making complaints, he still answered He Xiao's question: "Don't worry, the signing contract is just a formal thing. After it is mailed, our review editor will check and stamp it. There is nothing to do without it, basically it will not be used in this life.”

Xiao Mu is telling the truth. Although the signing rate of Qichen is low, it can’t stand the large base. Every week, two or three thousand new signing authors join. The review editors don’t even look at it carefully. Li didn't move.

Moreover, most of these contracts are scrap contracts, because among the signed authors, there are very few who can insist on continuous updating, not to mention writing 30 on the shelves, at least half of them must be cut off among the few.

Of the 200 new authors, less than [-] can make it to the shelf.

Persistence is not so easy, many people died on the way.

Internet literature is like this, the winner is king, and whoever can persist in writing until the end will stand out and become a master.

It is precisely this kind of cruelty that has led to the extreme extremes of the web writing industry, where real wealth is only in the hands of one percent of people.

It is always said in the news that the royalties of a certain platinum master are tens of millions, but they don't know that among the hundreds of thousands of authors in the entire industry, there are only a dozen or so.

It is not that easy to become a great god at the top of the pyramid and get rich overnight, at most it is a little more reliable than Zhongshuangseqiu.

When He Xiao heard Xiao Mu's answer, he felt relieved. It seemed that his chances of being exposed were still very low, and everyone knew that he wouldn't make trouble.

"Thank you, Xiao Mu. To be honest, I am indeed an artist. I don't want to reveal my identity. I also hope that Xiao Mu can keep the secret for me." He Xiao responded politely to himself, the responsible editor, and confessed the truth. .

"What? Are you a star?"

Xiao Mu sent another emoji with a pouting song, and said with a look of disbelief: "Young man, you will be blacklisted by the editor if you molested the editor~"

He Xiao: -_-||
It seems completely unbelievable...

That's right, if a person pops up suddenly and says that he is a famous star, no one will believe it.

After all, celebrities are busy with their businesses. How can anyone sit in front of a computer for more than ten hours a day and write online novels, which don't make much money.

Even if you really have the idea of ​​writing a book, you will not write anonymously on the Internet, but publish it in a physical way, and use your fame to drive sales.

Xiao Mu didn't want to believe it, and He Xiao couldn't help it either.

After asking Xiao Mu some knowledge about the industry, Xiao Mu went offline to rest, and drew He Xiao into an official author group before leaving.

The signing of the contract will definitely not be completed so late today. It can only be done after the employees go to work tomorrow. At that time, the editor who is in charge of the signing process will come to him.

He Xiao couldn't help but feel glad that he had enough code to save the manuscript today, otherwise he might not be able to update it if there are too many things tomorrow.

Just when He Xiao was about to turn off the computer and go to sleep, the small picture of the software in the lower right corner suddenly flashed. It wasn't Cheese Weibo, nor Lychee Music, but Egg Tart Chat, which hadn't had time to go offline.

The egg tart sign was flickering wildly. He Xiao felt a little hungry after seeing it. He was thinking about who Tie Hanhan was talking to him in the middle of the night, but when he opened it, he found that it was the official group that Xiao Mu had just dragged him into.

Because he just joined the group, there is a message to remind everyone that everyone is welcome.

Tear text and take poison: @何晚荣, welcome newcomers!

Xinfeng: @何晚荣, you have both good looks and temperament, how about a burst of photos?
Eagle fucks chick: Newcomers give out red envelopes, hurry up!
Xiao Hanhan who rushes to the street every day: Newcomers run!These guys are gays!quick!etc!Take me with you!

Countless news rushed in, with a strong temperament of a large fountain pen.

He Xiao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought that Xiao Mu could not answer his many questions, maybe he could find the answer in the official group...

(End of this chapter)