"Of course, I won't smash my own sign..."
With that said, Qin Hao picked up a large 16-page notebook from the desktop.
Xu Yalun didn't pay attention to his actions at this time, because she was already frightened by Qin Hao's words!
Judging from her literary quality, among the poems Qin Hao has published before, whether they are "Love Life" which persuades people to move forward, "About Drinking" which is free and easy, "Dead Water" which is full of satire and criticism, etc. , all of which are unique in quality.
If more than fifty poems of this magnitude were produced at once, wouldn't it shock the entire poetry world, and even the entire literary world
What he had agreed with the editor before was that even if the poems Qin Hao produced were not up to this level, they would all be bought at this price. After all, Qin Hao is a black star with millions of fans on Weibo!
Even if he doesn't use his talent and only uses his fame to promote "Poetry", it will still be a sure-profit deal!
Just when Xu Yalun was lost in thought, Qin Hao suddenly handed over a large notebook and said, "Look, I only have this little inventory at the moment. Mark the ones you like!"
Xu Yalun can be considered a person who has seen the world, but he was still shocked when he suddenly heard Qin Hao's words!
Damn it! Such a big notebook! How many poems must there be in this! Don't tell me that these are all poems written by you!
Xu Yalun opened the notebook in disbelief and flipped through it from beginning to end, only to find that the notebook was filled with dense words!
"This... these are all poems written by you... you?"
Xu Yalun looked at Qin Hao dumbfounded at this time, even though he had already confirmed his thoughts in his heart.
"Well, you'd better choose first. Your magazine will be online on Friday. Shouldn't you be anxious now?"
Qin Hao's words immediately awakened Xu Yalun, and she hurriedly turned to the first page of her notebook, which was full.
"Wow! Teacher Qin Hao, did you write these words yourself?"
Before Xu Yalun had time to look at these verses carefully, he was stunned by the beautiful handwriting on the notebook.
After receiving Qin Hao's affirmative reply, Xu Yalun's eyes widened, he quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, saying:
"Hey, editor! Something big happened! Come over here quickly! Where am I? I'm in Teacher Qin Hao's office!"
After hanging up the phone, Xu Yalun looked at Qin Hao angrily, feeling envious and jealous in his heart.
Teacher Qin Hao, what good things did you do in your last life? You can actually let God bless you with talents that are rare in a thousand years!
You say you are good at writing poetry, but why are you so good at writing? You are simply going to have no friends!
Damn it! You are so unfair!
Xu Yalun originally thought that he was already one of the most talented people in the world. Not only was he cute, but his talent was also outstanding. But her sense of superiority was crushed to pieces after meeting Qin Hao.
Now the only thing that makes her feel a little bit more desire to live is her appearance, but damn, she obviously relies on her talent to make a living!
Qin Hao looked at Xu Yalun and suddenly had a shuddering feeling: What is this girl going to do? Why is her eyes so scary
"Um...what's going on?"
"Teacher Qin Hao, your font looks familiar to me, but it seems like I have never seen it before. Could it be that it is also your own original font?"
Suddenly hearing Xu Yalun's question, Qin Hao remembered Han Weikun's shock when he saw his calligraphy. It's just that this matter was only circulated in a small area. Many people didn't know about it and it didn't make the news, so it didn't cause much of a sensation.
"Well, that's right! This font is called running script. I used Xingkai script this time, which is a font between cursive script and regular script." Qin Hao could only hold his nose to recognize it at this time. He couldn't In fact, he didn't originally belong to this plane, right
"Wow! Teacher Qin Hao, you are so amazing! Not only are you so good at writing poems and novels, but you are also so good at calligraphy. You are so envious and jealous!"
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After a while, there was a knock on the office door again, and a middle-aged man in formal attire and gold-rimmed glasses pushed in. As soon as he saw Qin Hao, his eyes lit up, he strode over quickly, held Qin Hao's hand and said:
"Teacher Qin Hao, well-known is not as good as meeting him. He is indeed a talented person! I am Li Dongxu, the editor-in-chief of "Shilin" magazine. That Xiao Xu is still young. If I said something unpleasant, I hope you will grow up..."
"Mr. Li..." When Xu Yalun heard the editor's words, he realized that he must have misunderstood him. He immediately pulled his sleeve and carefully handed over the notebook in his hand.
As expected, Li Dongxu was shocked when he saw the words on the notebook, and said nonchalantly: "This... is this your handwriting, Teacher Qin Hao?"
Before Qin Hao could answer, Li Dongxu was pulled aside by Xu Yalun. She whispered: "Boss, have you discovered the opportunity here?"
"Are you talking about Teacher Qin Hao's calligraphy?" No wonder Li Dongxu was able to achieve the position of editor-in-chief, because of his sensitivity alone.
After pondering for a while, Li Dongxu said, "Do you have any good ideas? If you think well, I will double your bonus this month!"
"I asked just now. This font is unique to Teacher Qin Hao. There has never been such a font in the world before."
Xu Yalun said confidently at this time: "My idea is to directly print Teacher Qin Hao's notes onto the magazine. In this case, our magazine will have an extra layer of collection value! Those who love calligraphy will see this It’s not crazy to practice calligraphy!”
Li Dongxu also laughed at this time and said: "You have a good idea. I will give you three times the bonus this month. If the sales of this issue of the magazine are really good, I will allocate another part of the commission to you!"
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After the two made up their mind, they walked to Qin Hao hand in hand and said, "Teacher Qin Hao, we have already selected the first fifty works in your notebook. However, we have an additional requirement. If you Agree, we will pay you the royalties at 200,000 yuan per song!"
"What's the request?" Qin Hao asked.
“We hope to be able to publish these manuscripts of yours, which will not only be a huge contribution to the field of poetry, but also a great promotion to the field of calligraphy!