I’m Really a Superstar Chapter 182: 【Zhang Ye is about to publish again! 】

More than two.

Chenchen had to sleep in the afternoon, and Zhang Ye was kicked out of the house by Rao Aimin.

Anyway, I'm full, I'm full and I'm full, I go back to the one's own home, and wait for the food in my stomach to digest most of it. Zhang Ye changed into a sportswear, no shoes, only Canvas shoes, Yu crisp made up, he learned Rao Aimin and went out for a run.

A circle ...

Three laps ...

Run around District to strengthen your body.

Zhang Ye thinks that one's own's Taiji Fist cannot be exerted, it may be related to physical conditions, just like Taekwondo Skill. With this experience in mind and Kungfu, there is no way to maximize it. Strength is not enough, the response is not enough, and the endurance is not. It was like fighting against Wang Shuixin's son Wang Cen at that time. On technique, I ate a lot of Taekwondo Skill Book and Zhang Ye are obviously better than Wang Cen's skills. It's the same, but Zhang Ye suffered a loss during the fight. Instead, he was always in a disadvantage. Finally, he relied on the Consumption Category Items obtained from the Lottery of Health Potion to unexpectedly reverse the situation. This already gave Zhang Ye lessons.

Kungfu alone ca n’t work

You have to be physically fit

It's like Taiji Fist. If he eats a thousand Taiji Fist Skill Books in the future, if he has the energy, he still does. Now, let alone a thousand copies, even if he eats 10,000 copies, he will never be able to type Rao Aimin. The scissors

Exercise

This has to be done step by step, you have to stick to it

In the future, it seems that one's own has to run and do push-ups and the like every day.

After running for more than an hour, Zhang Ye walked back home sweating and running. As soon as I entered the door, cell phone rang in my pocket and a phone call came.

"Hey, who?" Zhang Ye grunted panting.

"Hello, Teacher Zhang Ye, we are from the North China Children and Children's Publishing House." There was a middle-aged voice, a little hoarse.

Zhang Ye went to the toilet as soon as he heard it, grabbed a towel to wipe his sweat, and said, "Oh, sorry, my Domestic publishing rights for fairy tales are sold."

The middle-aged man stunned and said with a smile: "We are not for the copyright of fairy tales. Several of your fairy tales have been made into singles or atlases by Beijing Education Press. We all know this. I am looking for you. I want to talk to you about other publishing matters. As far as we know, your articles and modern poems have not been published yet? If the copyright is not in your hands then forget it, but I don't see any genuine sales on the market. . "

Zhang Ye froze, and dropped the towel: "My poem?"

"Yes, we want to be your anthology, and it's called Zhang Ye anthology." It contains all your articles and poems, including couplets. "Middle-aged humane:" Let's talk? Or come to our publishing house? " /

Zhang Ye is very interested in this thing. At noon he is still worried about how to maintain one's own and popularity in this difficult period without work and exposure. Good things will be delivered to the door. In fact, Zhang Ye has not thought about publishing poem collection before, but he knows it is difficult. Those who can really publish poem collection anthologies are not famous Master? Of course, some people who are not famous have published anthologies, perhaps bought, perhaps depends on the relationship, but the sales are too poor, it might as well not out, this will not say.

Zhang Ye has always thought that one's own wants to publish poem collection. The biggest difficulty is that he debuted too late, just a few months, so there are only a dozen poems in his verse. What is the concept of a dozen poems? Even if the font is maximized, and one page is full of a poem, there are only a dozen pages in total. Don't say a book, it is too thin for a booklet. Zhang Ye one's own is not willing to breathe his world in one breath. The classic poems were all taken out, but one thing was used, one less, and it had to stay on the blade, so he thought about publishing poem collection and did not think about it again. Unexpectedly, this time someone actually came to the door.

"Okay, let me go."

"I see you gasping for breath called, just came home?"

"I've always been at home, huh, I just went for a run."

"Otherwise I'll go to your house? You pick the place, it depends on you."

"It doesn't matter, I also want to go to your publishing house to see it. You give me an address, I will drive."

Hang up the phone, cell phone also received the address sent by the other party, Zhang Ye simply took a bath and washed the stinking sweat from his body, then drove to find it.

North China Children's Publishing House.

The headquarters is in Beijing, but the address is a bit off, not in the city eight districts.

While waiting for the red light on the way here, Zhang Ye also took cell phone to check the situation of this publisher online.It is known that there are many children's publishing houses in the country, but none of them publish children's books. Some even called the Children's Publishing House, and they didn't even read the children's books. They were all doing some traditional novels or even Internet novels, which was not related to "Children" at all.

The yard.

Zhang Ye found the main building and walked in.

As soon as she entered the front desk area, Zhang Ye was recognized by a little girl at the front desk, and she just listened to the little girl and said, "Teacher Zhang Ye, are you here? I'll take you upstairs."

Zhang Ye laughed: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The little girl led Zhang Ye to the third floor.

咚咚 Knocking at the door, the girl at the front desk pushed in. "Zhang Chief Editor, Teacher Zhang Ye is here."

The man got up and greeted him, and stretched out take action with a smile. "Hello Teacher Zhang, we are my family, and my last name is Zhang, Zhang Lu, Jiu Yang." Middle-aged man listening to Voice, Correct just talked to him .

Zhang Ye shook hands with him, "all are notorious."

Listening to him, Zhang Lu said: "Where can you help Father Wei to be fair? Whoever sees it must give you a thumbs up and fire you?" Zhang Luyi laughed, "They let you go It's ridiculous to have such a Baoshan. "This is the truth, and it is also Zhang Lu's heart. If Zhang Ye is in their publishing house, don't say that it disrupts live broadcast. Zhang Ye is meant to be kind, and it will cause even more trouble. They The publishing house will also catch Zhang Ye, and they will definitely not let him go, because they have heard of the horrible sales of `` Ghost Blows Out The Light '' and several of his fairy tales. Such a treasure mountain, a cash cow, who doesn't want to Yes

Of course, you can't say that, and things can't be compared.After all, there is still a big difference between the publishing house and TV station. Now the publishing house pays attention to profitability, and there is much less political publishing already, and TV station. Compared to making money and earning ratings and earning advertisement sponsorship, it is more politically important, and the industry's situation is different.

There are still people in the house, maybe three or four.

Zhang Lu introduced Zhang Ye one by one. There are men and women, all of them are the staff of the publishing house.

After getting to know, Zhang Ye also sat down, "I don't know much about the anthology, and I don't know how you want to publish. There are not enough pages?"

Zhang Lu smiled, "Enough, with illustrations."

"Illustration?" Zhang Ye sweated, "Isn't that enough?"

"There are also translations and word parsing. A poem has three or four pages, one page is an illustration, one page is the text, and one or two pages are parsing. Of course, we can't write this parsing, even if we can We dare not write, no one dares to say that you can fully understand your work. These still have to be your original author. The couplets are also the same. Three or one page or two pages. In this case, make one There is no problem with this book. "Zhang Ludao.

Zhang Ye pondered for a moment, "There is no problem in parsing, but ... is real value too few?" How can I hear the feeling of making up the number of pages?

The young man in the back said, "It's not a little bit. Your work, just take out a poem to make a booklet, no one will gossip, let alone your collection of so many works," Haiyan "And" Tribute to the White Poplar ", the enlarged font takes up seven or eight pages.

How big is this font?

However, Zhang Ye itself wants to publish an anthology very much, one is for fame, the other is to maintain popularity, the third is for money, and game Reputation value can make a little extra money.

Finally, the prices are negotiated.

Copyright buyout, 400,000 yuan each.

This already is quite high. After all, the anthology is not a novel. There is no such popular book as fiction, so some young people will buy a few books, so the price is naturally not comparable to `` Ghost Blows Out The Light '', and it is also a fairy tale. Just flush. But if you don't compare it with novels and compare it with other pure Literature works or other authors' collections, the copyright price of Zhang Ye collections can be much higher than them.

No why

Every Zhang Ye work is too hot

The matter is well negotiated, the contract is drafted, Zhang Lu and Zhang Ye shake hands again, "Happy cooperation, thank you for trusting our publishing house, publishing and publicity are all entrusted to us, with your fame and popularity in Beijing, sales Definitely not low. "After a moment, he said," It's the parsing of the verse ... "

Zhang Ye said: "Go back and write, I will give you tomorrow."

Zhang Lu likes Zhang Ye's pleasure, and the work efficiency is too high, saying: "Okay, then you work hard, in fact, it can be done within a month, after all, the workload of analysis is not small, um, there is, We may need a preface, or wedge, or a similar introduction to poem collection. "

Zhang Ye blinked, "Preface?"

Zhang Lu nodded, "Yes, you can write whatever you want, it is best to echo the content of the anthology, otherwise the first page is the body of the anthology. What's the difference, what do you say?"

"Hmm." Zhang Ye asked, "Are there any pens?"

Zhang Lu's eyes light up, "Will you write now? Of course, there are."

The following men and women also know that Zhang Ye's works are not fortunate to be seen by anyone at the scene, very interested, and very excited, "Otherwise take a writing brush? In this case, you can use your words directly Making a cover or sequence is more flavorful than the regular computer font. "

Zhang Luzan Fellow Daoist: "Yeah, good idea, I heard that Teacher Zhang is very good."

"Okay." Zhang Ye it does not matter said.

A young man went to do it quickly. When he came back one minute later, he took a pen, ink, paper and paper, and offered to give Zhang Ye research on his own initiative.

"I'm taking a picture." A woman took out the camera, took a few side and front photos, and took Chief Editor Zhang Lu. They could be used for publicity promotion, and then the woman pointed the camera Address, waiting to shoot Teacher Zhang Ye to write.

Preface?

Does it fit the content?

The collection of one's own's essays must definitely be substituted into the one's own's ideological values?

Thinking about the deaths written in "My Confession" and "Prisoner Song", thinking about the survivals written in "A Generation" and "Tribute to the White Poplar" ...

Zhang Ye lifted the writing brush and wrote a line order on rice paper.

"Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet as autumn leaves—Zhang Ye."