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Chapter 275 Merry Christmas
Achievements of the Thousand Leagues, achieved!
This is a major event worthy of being included in the history of Internet literature, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it has been No. 20 in 1 years.

After all, even if it is Baimeng's book, there are only a handful of them in Qichen.

Qianmeng is like a myth. How much popularity is needed to achieve this?
Just converted into Huaguo currency, this is an extremely expensive figure, with a total value of more than 100 million.

In other words, the book "Shading the Sky" has already earned more than 100 million in rewards alone...

In the online literary world, tipping has always been a small part of the income, and the largest proportion is subscriptions, so it is hard for outsiders to imagine how much subscriptions to "Shading the Sky" earn.

Only He Xiao knew this data best.

His current average subscription is in the early 21s, which has already broken the record limit in the online literary world.

Some laymen may think that 21 is not much compared to the thousands of book friends, but they don't know how serious the piracy in Huaguo is.

This has been repeatedly prohibited. He Xiao will be taken away by pirates without spending a penny after updating within a minute. It can be said that the existence of pirated copies has caused He Xiao to lose at least tens of millions of manuscript fees.

However, the situation in the industry is like this, and there is no way to do it. All the authors in the industry hate piracy to the core, but they can't change the status quo at all.

He Xiao has tens of millions of book fans, or even more, but only these 21 people are willing to pay on the genuine website.

And this is quite an achievement.

21 average order, 200 words are updated a day, and more than 20 million words are added every day. Converted into Huaguo currency, it is 10,000. Even after sharing with Qichen, there is still an income of [-]+.

With an income of 10,000+ yuan per day, the one-year pure subscription fee exceeds 4000 million. This is still only the main website of Qichen, not counting other channels.

On the other side of the wireless channel, "Shading the Sky" achieved even stronger results, with an average subscription of more than 20 and a daily income of more than 15. After adding the two channels together, that is an unimaginable figure.

And this number will last for a long time. After the completion of "Shading the Sky", people will continue to subscribe, and the income will continue to flow. Even after a few years, tens of millions of manuscript fees will be paid into the account.

Therefore, the pie of the web writing industry is huge, otherwise the Internet giant would not spend billions to acquire Qichen. Once it reaches the peak, the income will be unimaginable.

He Xiao is no longer short of money, and in the next year, he will always have money in his account.

The winter in Yanjing is not beautiful, it is dry and cold.

After He Xiao updated the chapter, he leaned against the window and drank a cup of hot water, planning to go downstairs to buy something to eat.

Today is the day of breaking the thousand alliance, and it is also Christmas. There are lights and festoons outside, and the Christmas tree has been hung up in the shopping mall early.

Originally, He Xiao didn't want to celebrate foreign festivals, and he didn't like Christmas, but when he thought that he was wandering in Yanjing City alone, and others could go home to party on this day, he felt uncomfortable, so he decided to eat some for himself OK

Driving downstairs, He Xiao started shopping in the nearby shopping malls.

I bought two sets of clothes, went to the supermarket to pick some fresh vegetables and ribs, and went home happy.

Today, I made a great harvest of stews in the Northeast. I stewed pork ribs, beans, corn, and potatoes in a pot. It was really fragrant and the meat was charming.

Zhang Xuran will naturally come here to eat, but in fact, it can't be said to be a meal, because every time He Xiao cooks, he will deliberately bring out her portion.

There is no way, He Xiao doesn't have any friends in Yanjing City, the only one who is close is Zhang Xuran, and Zhang Xuran is also in the same situation.

So when eating, always think about each other.

Zhang Xuran has a bad temper, bad mouth, and always hits people. This is to be friends. If he is a lover, He Xiao wants to break up with her every minute.

At six o'clock in the evening, the stew was ready.

He Xiao opened the pot with a piece of beans often, the saltiness is suitable, sweet and delicious, the beans are neither raw nor mushy, just right.

Just as he was about to serve the pot, there was a knock at the door. Zhang Xuran went to open the door, and saw two figures, one big and one small, wearing down jackets and red scarves, walking into the room with a smile on their faces, shouting happily. Said: "Merry Christmas~"

"Boss He, happy holidays." The smaller figure walked in bouncingly, wrinkled his little nose after smelling the fragrance, and said in surprise: "Ah, are you cooking? I just happened to be hungry, it's not a coincidence Well!"

"Hey, your nose is good enough." He Xiao jokingly brought out the dishes and smiled at the two guests.

The big figure is Lin Yunkai, and the small figure is Lin Yueming. The two of them live in Yanjing City and have nothing to do all day long. They come to He Xiao's place every now and then.

Speaking of which, Lin Yunkai is still very cultured, and his and Lin Yueming's names are taken from the meaning of an ancient poem "keep the clouds open to see the moonlight", and He Xiao only learned about them later.

As for He Xiao's writing of novels, Lin Yunkai expressed his support. After all, Yaoguang is powerful, he is out of date now, and he doesn't have much reputation in the industry, and the silent ban on him can't help much.

It can be said that it was already very difficult for Lin Yunkai to bring He Xiao to debut, and he owed Wang Shi and the others a favor.

Of course, after He Xiao became famous, this favor ceased to exist.

"How long will it take to finish the book "Shading the Sky?" During the dinner, Lao Lin had a drink with He Xiao and asked.

He Xiao counted with his fingers and blinked: "It's less than 100 million words, and I can finish it in half a month."

"What about after finishing writing? Do you have any plans?"

"I didn't think so."

He Xiao picked up a piece of pork ribs for Lin Yueming, and the little girl ate happily, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

Lin Yun said with a smile: "Actually, being a writer is not bad. There is a director in our circle, isn't he a writer? He can also write scripts and film movies by himself, and later became a racing driver."

"Hey, I don't have that kind of ability." He Xiao waved his hand, taking a mouthful of rice by himself.

The life after fading out of the circle is actually not bad, but after a long time, there is always some lack of motivation. Lin Yunkai suggested that he be a writer, but he is always awkward in his heart, and wants to return to the stage to sing. Or filming.

A group of people ate this meal very late. After they dispersed, it was already past ten o'clock.

He Xiao was packing up the dishes, and the TV program was playing in the living room, a new costume drama, which was also adapted from a novel, the author He Xiao still knew, one of the few female platinum writers in Qichen.

It is said that the copyright was sold for 2000 million yuan, and a bunch of fresh meat was invited to play the leading role in the play, and the supporting actors are veteran actors.

I don't know how much copyright fee "Shading the Sky" can sell, He Xiao thought silently in his heart.

On the TV, the leading actor walked vigorously in the mountains and forests, followed by a soldier with some official position, standing beside the leading actor with a serious face.

"Young master, hurry up, I'll break the queen!"

Suddenly, the protagonist was attacked, and the little soldier rushed out yelling, but before he could hold on for a few seconds, he was stabbed to death by the opponent, blood splattered his face, and then the camera shifted, and his part of the scene was gone.

But He Xiao, who happened to see this scene, was slightly taken aback.

He knew that ordinary soldier, none other than Zhang Wei.

One and a half years have passed, and he is still chasing his dream in Hengdian. From the beginning of acting as a dead person, to now he can get one or two shots and lines, Zhang Wei is making progress little by little.

Seeing the old man, He Xiao looked a little dazed, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh.

This place in the entertainment industry is so fucked up.

(End of this chapter)