After Editor He left, Zhou Xinyu left without saying a word, without even looking at Zhang Guodong and Qin Hao.
At this time, Zhang Guodong also sighed and said: "Why are you so serious? Isn't it just a novel? You can let the radio station broadcast it for free, why can't you sell it to Xinhua Publishing House! You know that is Xinhua Publishing House There are many people asking for self-publishing, but they are not willing to pay attention to them!"
"Which price do you really think is right?" Qin Hao asked at this time.
Zhang Guodong obviously did not expect Qin Hao to be so direct. He sighed and said: "When it comes to literature, I am also a layman after all, and I don't know the specific price. But I am sure that, You definitely won’t have any good fruit to eat when you go back, and there’s no way I’ll be the one to do this evil thing!”
Qin Hao shrugged at this time, he had already realized this.
I don't know if Qin Hao is too sensitive. After returning to the unit, he obviously felt that the atmosphere in the art channel was becoming more and more serious. Many people saw him coming and hid away quickly.
"Haha, Editor He offered to sign his novel, but he actually refused. Where can I find such an idiot?"
When Qin Hao passed by Wen Jing's office, he suddenly heard an undisguised voice coming from inside, and immediately understood the reason for the scene that happened before.
"She actually knew what happened just a short while ago. It seems that the energy behind her is really terrifying!"
After returning to the office, Qin Hao saw that Lin Xiaohui was hesitant to speak.
"That's right, what Wen Jing said is true! Speaking of which, I harmed you. You became my assistant. Now there aren't many people on stage who dare to approach you, right?"
Lin Xiaohui suddenly became a little nervous at this time, and said with a blushing face: "Teacher Qin, no matter what others say, I will always support you!"
Looking at Lin Xiaohui's pretty face, Qin Hao's heart skipped a beat. He secretly thought that every time this little girl spoke, it seemed like she was confessing her love. I just felt so good about myself. !
Qin Hao shook his head, shook this thought out of his mind, walked to his seat, and started typing on the keyboard.
When he communicated with Teacher Ma before, he agreed to create a stand-up comedy for Teacher Ma.
For others, even a cross talk master, this may not seem to be a simple matter, but for Qin Hao, it couldn't be simpler.
Last time, in order to record the joke about you being elegant, he drank a bottle of memory potion with Guo Degang's Crosstalk Collection on the label!
In other words, he can "create" an excellent cross talk by just slightly modifying the jokes in his memory.
After a while, Lin Xiaohui's anxious voice suddenly rang out: "Teacher Qin Hao, Teacher Qin Hao, come and take a look, something big is going to happen again!"
Hearing Lin Xiaohui's exaggerated shouts, Qin Hao couldn't help but shake his head. This girl is good at everything, but she loves to cry too much. She's only been so young, and she's actually crying again!
But Qin Hao didn't say anything. He put down what he was doing and walked over to her, wanting to know what happened to make her so sad.
Unexpectedly, when Qin Hao saw clearly what was on the screen of her mobile phone, he couldn't help but be furious:
At noon today, I negotiated with Qin, the anchor of Beijing Radio, on the copyright issue of his novel "The Legend of Wukong". Our publishing house offered a very high price and recommended him to join the Beijing Writers Association, but he refused verbally and claimed: "What does the Writers' Association mean?" Young people today!
The meager signature is He Jing, and the certification information is that of a senior editor of Xinhua Publishing House.
If he was just complaining, Qin Hao wouldn't be so angry. The key is that he returned the official meager letter from the Beijing Writers Association at the end, which gave him a sense of "Yuanfang, what do you think?"
About a minute later, there was a reply from the Beijing Writers Association’s official WeChat account:
"The Beijing Writers' Association is nothing. It is a collective of the best writers in the entire capital. @Qin Hao loves to sing. I want to know who you are. How dare you slander the Writers' Association so blatantly!"
Qin Hao was also stunned at this time, thinking to himself, why the hell didn't I say that? Does this count as being shot while lying down
Qin Hao was still in a daze at this time, and there were suddenly more replies on these two posts:
"Damn it, I said I saw a magpie when I woke up today. It turns out someone scolded Teacher Qin Hao on Weibo again!"
"Applause, is the holy war about to start again? Teacher Qin Hao, I am afraid, we are your strong backing!"
"There are really people in this world who are not afraid of death. Even though they know Teacher Qin Hao's skills, they still overestimate their abilities. I really admire you!"
"Haven't you heard about the holy war a few days ago?" This meager link was attached to the few meager links that Qin Hao had previously criticized.
As one of the most outstanding literary organizations in the country, the Beijing Writers' Association naturally has its unique cohesion and appeal, so it often resorts to retaliation against some maverick writers to force them to submit.
If things go on like this, the staff of the Beijing Writers Association have gradually developed the mentality of being the boss of others.
Zhang Shu is an online editor of the Beijing Writers Association, mainly responsible for the update and maintenance of the official blog. Since she has been dealing with big names in the industry all year round, the little girl is a little bit over the top.
Today, as soon as she logged into Weibo, she received a reminder notification. However, when she saw He Jing's meagerness, she immediately became angry.
The Legend of Wukong? It sounds a bit familiar, I've heard many people talking about this before. However, she had long been tired of hearing the story of the four masters and apprentices seeking Buddhist scriptures, so naturally she didn't pay much attention to this.
She didn't expect that this little-known author would dare to say such a thing! Don’t you want to hang out in this circle? Do you know how many famous old people still have to keep their tail between their legs when it comes to the Writers' Association
However, when she saw her meager comment below, she gradually realized that something was wrong.
Um? What's this? She saw that many replies would insert a hyperlink and clicked on it casually.
After she carefully read the contents of the hyperlink, her heart almost collapsed.
This guy is such a stinky hooligan!
Why do you think I provoke him when I have nothing to do
Damn it, how could such a person be a writer? Can I still read the books he wrote? Can a book written by a person of this caliber allow Editor He, a well-known person in the industry, to negotiate for copyright in person
And, haven’t we reached an agreement yet