Chapter 57

The siege of Kyoto newspaper group became the big news of Beijing on the same day, and the most important reason was that everyone heard that it was because they wanted Kunlun to be serialized every day, so they immediately became interested: "why don't we go to protest?"

"That's not good..."

"Don't you want to see Kunlun every day?"

"Let's go, let's go to protest!"

When Zhou Wumeng returned to the headquarters of Kyoto newspaper group in the evening, he looked at the crowd around the gate of Kyoto newspaper group in three circles, and immediately took a breath. At this time, the police came, but it was useless to persuade them. They asked Kyoto daily to serialize Kunlun every day, otherwise they would not go!

This is totally beyond Zhou Wumeng's expectation. How could he think that everyone's enthusiasm for martial arts is much higher than he imagined. It's just that martial arts before Kunlun were not good-looking!

He went in quietly through the door behind which he used to transport goods. As soon as he got to the office, he threw the contract to the signing editor. Then he pondered for half a minute and said, "increase the price of Kunlun's thousand words contribution. Now I'll call him for the contribution of the first issue of serial, and I'll take the rest."

"But his standard of contribution fee is already the highest... White ink is not as high as him," said the middle-aged editor.

"There must be a precedent. Other people can let readers come around Kyoto newspaper, and I'll give them the same amount of money," Zhou Wumeng said, rubbing his temple. "Comrades, don't you realize that the chance for Kyoto newspaper group to break through the upper limit again is coming. Let's wait and see."

At this moment, Ren He is enjoying a quiet life without a task. Today's codeword task has been completed, and he can practice songs with Yang Xi without any burden. As a result, as soon as he arrived at the rooftop, he received a call from Zhou Wumeng. The old man will not urge him to change again. The content that will be serialized this Saturday has been sent to him.

Pick up the phone and hear the opposite Zhou Wumeng said: "your last issue of the manuscript fee has been called to you, and give you to improve the standard."

Trough, no!

"Task: tomorrow at 9:40 am, on the security window outside the host class, complete 45 pull ups in 1 minute."

Nima, it's true that the mission is coming too fast, and there's no defense at all. Moreover, why is the mission so painful and so detailed? In the past, there was no such task. Even when to start the task was stipulated.

And designated a location, outside their own classroom! Know that your classroom is on the third floor, and it's all suspended.

That is to say, I must climb to the third floor from the downstairs by 9:40, and then start to do pull-up on time at 9:40, and complete 45 tasks in one minute. This is a combined task!

Is it that the punishment system has started to release more difficult tasks?!

But the key is that 9:40 tomorrow morning is the second class in the morning. Ren he scratched his chin and thought, whose is the second class tomorrow morning? It's like Chinese

"Hello?" On the phone, Zhou Wumeng suddenly found that there was no sound on Ren He's side. He thought it was a bad signal.

"Ah, Mr. Zhou, you go on," said Ren He.

"Well, this morning, Kyoto newspaper group was surrounded by your readers," Zhou Wumeng said calmly. "They asked Kunlun to be serialized every day. What I wanted to do was to take apart the weekly volume and update it every day, but the readers are not stupid, so..."

"I can't write it..." Ren He immediately understood what Zhou meant. If he wasn't writing a divine book, there would be no problem in writing Kunlun for 20000 yuan a day, because it's all in his memory. Just move it to the computer. But the problem is that the divine book has to keep up with the update. The eunuch will ruin his life if he is not writing a divine book!

But he can't tell Mr. Zhou that he is still writing a little essay to make money. It's estimated that after that, Mr. Zhou will immediately ask him to stop writing

"Cough, Mr. Zhou, you also know that if you pursue too much speed in creation, the quality will definitely decline. I want to guarantee the quality!" Ren He said seriously.

"Yes," said Mr. Zhou deeply

"I also know that you are in a bit of a dilemma. Look at this, let's not agree directly. Instead, we'll have 2, 4 and 6 series every week. In this way, they'll feel a little better, and my pressure won't be so great. Is that ok?" Ren He asked.

At this time, Zhou Wumeng began to worry about the quality: "can you guarantee the quality? Don't ruin such a classic novel

"No, don't worry!" Kunlun's 950000 word manuscript is in my mind. Of course, it won't be a mess

"OK, then you remember to hand in the manuscript on time!" Zhou Wumeng hung up.

Ren he calculates that there is still one and a half months to go before he plans to help Yang Xi sing during his winter vacation. As long as he works overtime, he can write the whole Kunlun Mountains in one and a half months.

After all, I may not have so much time after the winter vacation, but... I seem to have forgotten to tell Mr. Zhou not to send the manuscript fee so frequently

When Zhou Wumeng and Ren He call, Yang Xi is listening. When she sees Ren He hang up, she suddenly asks, "are you writing a novel? It's Kunlun, isn't it? "

When he called just now, Ren He didn't deliberately avoid Yang Xi, so she could hear Zhou Wumeng's voice, but she didn't know it very clearly. She only knew that the title of the book was Kunlun. However, Kunlun's influence did not spread far at this time. After all, it was only the first issue of the series. Therefore, Yang Xi had never heard of Kunlun's novel and did not know who was the person on the opposite side of the phone“ Well, I wrote a novel, "Ren He said happily“ May I have a look? " Yang Xi askew head to ask a way“ I haven't finished yet. I'll give you a set when I finish, "Ren He said vaguely. Yang Xi doesn't know why Ren He gave up his musical talent to write novels. Maybe this is what Ren He said? Maybe there are people in your life who are constantly challenging new areas of life, challenging things that you can't do, not nostalgia for past achievements, and always let yourself walk on the road, whether it's soul or body. This kind of person is like an inspiring lamp in life. When you think of them, you will cheer up your spirit, throw away all negative energy and worries, and go on the road again. At this moment, in Yang Xi's eyes, Ren He is probably such a person. I don't know what she will think when she knows that Ren he writes a book just to make money... After Ren He leaves in the evening, Yang Xi returns to the rooftop and plays and sings the song Ren He gives to herself again and again. Every capital likes it very much, every capital belongs to its own song, and every capital is given by him. This feeling, her first attempt, Yang Xi learned to miss in her 15-year-old time Thanks to Fenglin Youqi, Tianjian Shangren, Fu yaoyu, Shuyou 130405, Baili Jingyun, sir fengshao, ye Lingfeng, MI Yuli.