After the college entrance exam, he began to become a male god of extraction.

Chapter 112: Preparing to release comic book rights? Chi Danqing: Did you write this book? (7k)

A little after nine o'clock on the morning of the 5th.

Xu Qin's royalties from the publisher arrived last month, totaling over 183 million yuan after tax.

"Young Master Xu, the royalties have been deposited into your account. Has it arrived?"

Almost immediately, Zheng Fanghong called.

This money was actually transferred to Xu Qin by Zheng Fanghong himself at the bank.

"We've arrived, Mr. Zheng."

"Haha, that's good. By the way, Mr. Xu, the printing samples for the second part of 'New City Year One' have been completed. I've sent you the pictures. Take a look, and if there are no problems, this is the version."

At the same time, Xu Qin also received more than twenty photos from the other party, including the cover, catalog, layout, etc.

Actually, the versions printed by Zheng Fanghong are all quite good, including the first volume of "New City Year". Both the artwork and layout are excellent, and it even looks quite high-end, with a "hardcover" style. Otherwise, it wouldn't sell for 60 yuan per copy.

"Young Master Xu, what do you think of the printing?"

"Same specifications as the previous one, very good."

"Also, I've already submitted it for review, and it should be finalized in the next few days. Then, when would you like to release it?"

Submitting a book for review is simply to check for any prohibited content, such as pornography, gore, religion, or politics. However, Xu Qin's book is unlikely to touch on these sensitive topics, so there shouldn't be any problems with the review process; it's just a formality.

"Let's go with November 1st, the date we talked about last time," Xu Qin said.

"Okay, then let's release it on November 1st. There's another thing, it's only been four days this month, and the second batch of the first volume of 'New City Year' has already sold 60,000 copies. There are currently more than 30,000 copies left, and I estimate that they will be sold out in the next few days."

"Hmm? How come they suddenly sold so many?"

Xu Qin was surprised that 60,000 copies had been sold in just four days, which was equivalent to 15,000 copies sold per day. You have to know that last month, nearly 210,000 copies were sold, and it took 26 days to sell that many. Not counting the odd ones, the average daily sales were only 8,000 copies. Now it has almost doubled.

Zheng Fanghong laughed and said, "Then I have to mention your second book, 'The First Year of Xincheng,' Mr. Xu. Your book is a hit, which will also boost the sales of the first book. So the remaining 30,000 copies will be gone in the next two days."

"I understand now, so that's how it is."

As soon as Zheng Fanghong explained, Xu Qin understood.

In fields such as art, literature, film, music, etc., there is one thing in common: if one of your works becomes popular, fans will support your other works.

Zheng Fanghong continued, "Therefore, we plan to print another 300,000 copies of the first volume of 'New City Year One'. I'm just letting you know."

"Okay, it can be done."

Three hundred thousand copies, no more, no less.

As for the second part of "New City Year One", the first batch was also 300,000 copies.

Over the next ten minutes, Xu Qin and Zheng Fanghong confirmed the publication details of the two works, and some important matters were finally settled.

Finally, Zheng Fanghong brought up another matter: "I'm going to meet my investor later. She also owns a comic book company, and I plan to recommend your work to her to see if she can help you get the comic book rights. I'd like to ask you, Mr. Xu, what do you think?"

"How can I possibly tell? Mr. Zheng, I'll have to trouble you with that."

If the copyright is available, it can be published. Xu Qin is even hoping to publish the copyright, so what can he think?

In the copyright field, the biggest category is film and television copyright, followed by game adaptations, then publishing, and then comics. Audio content is the least valuable.

Although comic book copyrights aren't worth much, they're better than nothing.

If you've already written a book, don't you hope to make money? Or do you hope to be remembered in history?

"Haha, but I can't guarantee whether it will work out or not. I'm just mentioning it to my investor."

Zheng Fanghong did this partly out of self-interest, which was to befriend Xu Qin.

In his view, Xu Qin was destined to become a great writer, and if he could keep her around, the publishing house would have a bright future.

Therefore, Zheng Fanghong felt it was necessary to help Xu Qin obtain a copyright.

This is a win-win situation.

Otherwise, a talent of Xu Qin's caliber would easily be poached by a major publishing house.

"In any case, thank you very much, Mr. Zheng."

"It's alright."

The two chatted for a while longer before ending the call.

Not long after, Zheng Fanghong arrived at Shang Yanzhou's company.

It was the same office as last time.

Zheng Fanghong noticed a woman sitting demurely on the sofa.

secretary?

surely not.

However, Zheng Fanghong didn't think much of it.

"Old Zheng, what's up?"

Shang Yanzhou was leisurely sipping a cup of hot tea.

"Mr. Shang, this is the work by Mr. Xu that I told you about last time. Last month, our publishing house sold nearly 230,000 copies, and we earned more than 11 million yuan in revenue from this batch of works."

"Revenue exceeding eleven million? Based on the sales figures of that last book?"

Shang Yanzhou was quite surprised, knowing that Zheng Fanghong's publishing house had been losing money for a long time and was on the verge of bankruptcy.

Have you recovered your losses now?

At the same time, Shang Yanzhou remembered that Zheng Fanghong had put down "New City Year One" last time, but she was busy with work and put it aside. She hadn't read it and had even forgotten about it.

Zheng Fanghong mentioned it, and only then did she remember.

"right."

"How much profit?"

"A little over five million."

Publishing a book also involves deducting miscellaneous costs such as printing, distribution channels, marketing, and logistics. Therefore, last month, the first volume of "New City Year One" sold nearly 230,000 copies, and Zheng Fanghong's publishing house made a profit of just over five million.

This also fully proves that Xu Qin's book is not bad.

Shang Yanzhou nodded slightly. "Five million is quite a good price."

"President Shang, this is Mr. Xu's third book, and a sequel to his previous book. His book has already exceeded eight million collections on the Chiyu Forum, making it a huge hit. It is also a masterpiece with a 9-point rating. I have also signed a contract for this book, and it will be officially published on the 1st of next month."

Zheng Fanghong placed the printed copy of "New City Year 1" Part 2 on the other person's desk.

He said, "I estimate that the book will sell no less than 800,000 copies within three months."

Although only 300,000 copies were printed in the first batch, Zheng Fanghong understood that, given the number of copies of Xu Qin's book in the collection, 300,000 copies were far from enough to sell.

According to Zheng Fanghong, the second part of "New City Year One" is the kind of book that can sell at least a few million copies a year.

Assuming three million copies are sold in a year, and Xu Qin takes a 16% royalty, Zheng Fanghong's publishing house would make more than 40 million yuan in profit per year. Meanwhile, Xu Qin would still earn more than 20 million yuan in income per year, even after taxes.

This is the value of a bestselling book with eight million favorites. For most authors, a bestselling book is equivalent to financial freedom.

This only applies to the publishing aspect and does not include other copyrights.

At the same time, Zheng Fanghong used his mobile phone to open the homepage of the second part of "New City Year 1" on Chiyu Forum and showed it to Shang Yanzhou to prove that he was not bragging.

Rating: 9 points.

Collections: 818.4.

"A 9-point masterpiece with eight million collectors?"

Shang Yanzhou became interested, picked up the book, and started flipping through it casually.

"Yes, this Mr. Xu is a genius writer. This book is obviously much better than his first book. When his first book was finished, it only had a million collections. Later, due to the influence of his new book, it rose to more than 1.5 million, but compared to this book, it is still far inferior."

"This person has excellent writing skills, somewhat like a poet?"

Shang Yanzhou flipped through the clips of the plot she had just watched, and while she couldn't really comment on them, the text on them had certainly captivated her.

Now, she is looking at the chapter on Goddess Star.

In this chapter, Xu Qin employs romanticism. Since he chooses romanticism, he uses a writing style that leans towards Qu Yuan and Zhuangzi, flowing freely and in many places resembling a poet composing verses, giving Shang Yanzhou a completely new and unfamiliar experience.

A sense of déjà vu that I've never seen before.

There's a particularly strong sense of romance about it.

At first glance, she was somewhat drawn to the text above.

Zheng Fanghong said, "Yes, Mr. Shang, his writing is very insightful. I've been reading books for so many years and this is the first time I've ever seen anything like it. So I think this book is just the beginning for him. His literary achievements will be great in the future. Besides, he is only eighteen years old and his creativity is on the rise."

"Only eighteen years old?" Shang Yanzhou was a little surprised.

"Yes, Mr. Shang, he's only eighteen years old and he's studying at Chi University."

"To write a masterpiece that has been collected by eight million people at the age of eighteen is indeed a very promising career."

"7

Shang Yanzhou nodded, but he wasn't too surprised.

To her, Mr. Xu was just a stranger, and she wasn't involved in the literary world.

More importantly, even though Zheng Fanghong's publishing house made a profit of five million last month, it's really nothing to her.

As for reading, she did read a lot on the Chiyu Forum when she was a student, but after graduation, she read very little. Her busy work filled her life so much that she had little free time.

"Ahem, Mr. Shang, there's one more thing."

"Speak."

Shang Yanzhou glanced at the other person.

"You also own a comic book company. I wonder if you've considered connecting with this Mr. Xu? Mr. Xu's book has over eight million favorites and is rated a 9 out of 10 masterpiece. Furthermore, its character development and plot are very strong. So, personally, I think that a comic book adaptation might not be a bad market response. Mr. Shang, what do you think?"

"Adapting this work into a manga is definitely worth a try."

Shang Yanzhou didn't care about trivial things, such as the characters or the plot; those things were actually unimportant.

For the market, there is only one thing that can be guaranteed, and that is the size of the fan base. A large fan base naturally means a certain market appeal, and only with market appeal can there be a good response, which in turn can real money come in.

Now, this second part of "New City Year One" has eight million collections and is a masterpiece with a score of 9.

It certainly has great potential for adaptation.

Of course, with eight million favorites and a 9-point masterpiece rating, Shang Yanzhou knew that the characters, plot, and other aspects of this book would be excellent and definitely above average; otherwise, it wouldn't have achieved such a success.

"Mr. Shang, what about the copyright of this comic—"

Zheng Fanghong felt excited.

Shang Yanzhou then gave Zheng Fanghong a phone call.

"Call him and tell him that he's in charge of this comic book company. Just tell him that I want the comic book rights to this book. You can discuss the specifics with him."

Shang Yanzhou's comic company is actually a mid-to-upper-tier company in the comic market, and it has made her a lot of money over the years.

As for her, she only holds a controlling stake; she doesn't need to manage anything else. She's a hands-off manager, and she's not even in this industry herself.

"Thank you, Mr. Shang!"

"Um."

Afterwards, seeing that nothing else was wrong, Zheng Fanghong left in a very good mood.

At this moment, Shang Yanzhou looked at the woman on the sofa, "Dandan, want to read? There's a masterpiece from the Chiyu Forum here. I think the writing is excellent, and I reckon you'll like it!"

The woman sitting on the sofa was Chi Danqing.

The two are good friends. This morning, Chi Danqing had nothing to do, so she came up to visit.

From childhood to adulthood, Chi Danqing only had one friend, Shang Yanzhou. Especially after leaving school, she couldn't make any more friends outside of school.

Aren't you going to watch?

"I'm not as self-disciplined as you. I've hardly read any books since I graduated with my master's degree."

Shang Yanzhou yawned slightly. "I was busy until 2 a.m. last night and I'm exhausted. You like reading, so take this and read it!"

""

Tap tap tap —

Chi Danqing then came over and took over the second part of "New City Year One".

She flipped through it and happened to see the description of the goddess at the beginning of the Goddess Star.

"How beautiful is this goddess, adorned with the grace of yin and yang!"

She knew these were lines from "Ode to the Goddess," and then she saw that "Young Master Xu" had written them himself.

Over the next ten minutes, Chi Danqing became increasingly captivated by Young Master Xu's writing.

Moreover, she is very sensitive to words, and she felt that she had seen this writing style somewhere before.

After thinking for a while, she suddenly remembered that Zheng Fanghong had just said that "Young Master Xu" was studying at Chi University and was only eighteen years old.

Young Master Xu?

Xu Qin?

Because Chi Danqing had read Xu Qin's essay, although it was only 20,000 words long.

However, Xu Qin's writing style is very unique and easy to recognize.

A person's style is something that readers can recognize at a glance. This is true in many fields, whether it is music, film or various artistic creations. The author has his own style, and the more talented the author, the more obvious his style is.

By this time, Xu Qin had developed his own unique style, making him easily recognizable.

His writing style is very unique.

Chi Danqing strongly suspects that this book was written by Xu Qin.

"Xu, did you write this book?"

Chi Danqing sent a message to Xu Qin.

However, Xu Qin did not reply immediately, nor did he check his phone at that moment.

After receiving a sum of money from Zheng Fanghong, Xu Qin went out to find Wei Guoyu.

After hearing that Xu Qin was going to buy free-range chickens today, Wei Guoyu also became interested.

Before leaving home, Wei Guoyu asked his parents, who said they also wanted to try free-range chicken for the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow.

"Old Xu, I'm going to buy some free-range chickens too!"

"Okay, let's go together then."

"But where do we buy it? In the market?"

In fact, it's not easy to buy authentic free-range chickens in the city.

"Go directly to town to buy them. Many chicken farmers in the villages will take their chickens to town to sell."

"Shall we drive there?"

"Or shall we walk?"

Xu Qin's family owns a car, but he still prefers to go for a ride on his electric scooter.

After picking up Wei Guoyu, Xu Qin drove him to a nearby town using navigation.

Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the streets of this town are quite crowded now, with many people out shopping.

The two did indeed meet quite a few farmers selling chickens.

Xu Qin and his friends looked at several stores and finally bought four from one of the farmers, two for each of them.

Xu Qin has two chickens here. He's going to use one to make chicken soup tonight, and he's going to give the other to Xia Qingjun's family.

It was already 2 p.m. when we got back to the city.

"Old Xu, are you taking a chicken to Xia Qingyun's house?"

Wei Guoyu asked in surprise, "So you're coming to visit?"

"What kind of door-to-door service is this? It's just bringing a chicken up."

"7

"Old Xu, let's get to the serious stuff!"

Wei Guoyu leaned closer and whispered, "Honestly, are you still Xiao Chunan?"

"I am no longer."

"Damn it! You didn't wait for me? I'm still Xiao Chunan!"

Wei Guoyu was on the verge of tears: "There are fewer than ten girls in my class, and they're not even pretty. I'm 1.84 meters tall, and I'm not bad-looking, but I can't find a girlfriend all of a sudden. Am I destined to spend my eighteenth year with my bare hands?"

Actually, Wei Guoyu is not bad. Just his height of 1.84 meters is enough to beat most guys when it comes to finding a girlfriend. You know, the average height on the internet is 1.8 meters, but in reality there are not that many, especially if you are 1.8 meters barefoot, there are even fewer.

"Actually, the experience of entertaining yourself is better because only you know best what feels comfortable. But it's different with women. When a woman is aroused, she will make you speed up, but at this time you may not want to speed up at all, because once you speed up, you know what will happen, but you have to speed up, so it's very difficult."

"Damn it, Xu Qin, are you showing off?"

Wei Guoyu couldn't hold back any longer.

But as the saying goes, what you can't have always seems more desirable.

"Old Xu, how do you find a girlfriend?"

"Have you expanded your social circle? Have you joined the student council? Have you joined any clubs?"

"no."

Wei Guoyu shook his head, feeling utterly bored. "That thing is worse than playing games or reading in my dorm!"

"Then what kind of girlfriend are you going to find? Are you expecting girls to come to you?"

"So what about you? You joined a student council club? Damn, I almost forgot, you're different from me."

Wei Guoyu felt that he and Xu Qin were ultimately not the same kind of people. Xu Qin was a numerical monster, while he, although not a pure-blooded goblin, was not much better.

Wei Guoyu continued, "My dad said that now that I'm in college, I need to start dating as soon as possible, and I need to get rid of my allure towards girls, especially pretty girls, so that I can mature as a man and focus on my work and career later. My dad also said that women aren't important to men; career is the most important thing. Xu Qin, do you think my dad's statement makes sense?"

"That definitely makes sense. I'm focused on my career right now, and I have things to do."

"Old Xu, what kind of business are you in?"

"You'll find out later. I'll tell you when I'm world-famous."

"Holy crap, you're world-renowned? Old Xu, you're just bragging to me again."

Wei Guoyu believed it completely.

Actually, Xu Qin was just talking nonsense; it was just a joke between friends.

Being world-renowned and being remembered in history are essentially the same thing; they are areas that only the most outstanding people are qualified to touch. Otherwise, you won't be famous at all. If you can become the richest person in your hometown before the age of forty, you are already a true dragon among men.

"Old Xu, I've made up my mind. This semester, I'm definitely going to find a girlfriend and then 'dump' Xiao Chunan from me!"

Wei Guoyu made a grand vow: "In addition, it would be best if she were over 1.68 meters tall. After all, I am already 1.84 meters tall, so my girlfriend can't be too short, right? And according to the 12-centimeter height difference between boyfriends and girlfriends online, my height should actually be 1.72 meters."

""

"Stop talking nonsense, we're at your neighborhood."

"Xu Qin, you're really amazing, I'm totally hooked on you."

The two had already arrived at Wei Guoyu's residential area.

"Old Xu, would you like to come up for a seat?"

"Next time, I have to go to the house with the beauty mark under my eye. I might have to help kill a chicken, so I'll probably be very busy."

"Okay, I'll find some time to visit your school after the holiday. Everyone says that Chizhou University has the best scenery, but I haven't seen it yet."

"Okay, I'll show you around then."

The two then said their goodbyes.

Xu Qin then went to Xia Qingjun's house.

"Ah Qin, you've gone to so much trouble," Ren Yun said.

"It's not worth much money, so it's not a matter of spending money or not. My mom originally wanted me to take the mooncakes, but I thought the free-range chicken would be more practical."

After placing the chicken down, Xu Qin sat down on the sofa.

He treated this place like his own home, pulled out a disposable cup from under the coffee table, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Auntie, where's Uncle?"

"He went to work."

"so----"

Come to think of it, Lao Xia is someone who is usually very busy.

"Auntie, while we have some time, let me help you prepare the chicken."

"Xiao Qin, do you know how to kill a chicken?" Xia Qingyun asked curiously.

"Of course, Auntie, you just need to boil a pot of water."

After Ren Yun boiled water, Xu Qin killed the chicken outside on the balcony, and then took care of other work.

This was nothing to Xu Qin, who had experience living in the countryside; it was just a bit dirty chicken intestines and offal.

However, Xia Qingyun and Ren Yun did most of the work of handling the chicken intestines and internal organs. Xia Qingyun, a beautiful girl, and Ren Yun, a beautiful lawyer, were not delicate and could handle the excrement inside the chicken intestines.

"Ah Qin, Qingyun said you're going back to your hometown for the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow?"

"Yes, my mom and I went back this morning."

Where is your father?

"My dad went back to somewhere else. What about you? Are you spending the Mid-Autumn Festival in the city?"

"Yes, we're spending the Mid-Autumn Festival in Ningcheng."

Ren Yun nodded.

Xia Qingyun's family also has a rural ancestral home. Old Xia himself was admitted to a key university from the countryside, and then seized the opportunities in the tide of the times, and from then on rose rapidly in his career.

But it's true that Lao Xia is very busy now; he's not a leader who can relax.

I definitely won't be able to go back home for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Processing free-range chickens is quite complicated.

Xu Qin was busy from a little after 2 p.m. until a little after 4 p.m. before saying goodbye to Xia Qingyun and the others.

Xu Qin also took a box of mooncakes back with him.

He didn't want to take it, but Ren Yun insisted, so he really had no choice.

When I got home, my mom started boiling water again.

Because Xu Qin also had to kill his own free-range chicken, as they were going to eat it tonight.

After preparing the free-range chicken, I was busy working in the kitchen with my mom again.

Finally, take a shower and have dinner, and wait until you are full.

Xu Qin glanced at the time and saw that it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

He then turned on his phone to deal with today's messages. He wasn't a "phubber" and didn't check his phone often.

"Xiao Qin, are you full?"

Xia Qingyun sent a message a dozen minutes ago.

"I just finished eating, how about you guys?"

"We're full too. We made chicken soup today, and my dad asked me to tell you that the free-range chicken you bought was delicious. You're so thoughtful!"

When Xu Qin saw the reply, he knew that Lao Xia meant something else: You did a great job today.

I chatted with Xia Qingyun for a few minutes.

Xu Qin sorted through today's news.

It's unimportant, just take a look.

"They actually managed to sell the comic book rights?"

It turns out that Zheng Fanghong really made a deal today. After leaving Shang Yanzhou's company, he immediately contacted Tian Kaiyi, the boss of the comic book company under her name.

Tian Kaiyi knew that Shang Yanzhou had specifically requested the second part of "New City Year One", so he didn't say much. Moreover, the book's collection and ratings did indeed make it worthy of being adapted into a comic.

After Zheng Fanghong explained to the other party that Xu Qin was spending the holiday at his hometown, Tian Kaiyi said that he could send someone from his company to meet with Xu Qin on the 9th.

The main reason was that Shang Yanzhou specifically requested this work, so Tian Kaiyi gave Xu Qin some initiative.

Xu Qin replied to Zheng Fanghong: "Then let's meet on the 9th. Mr. Zheng, please help me reply."

Zheng Fanghong happened to be online and replied instantly: "Young Master Xu, are you free on the 9th?"

"some."

If you can publish the copyright, why don't you have time? You can just ask for leave when the time comes.

"However, I have a question: Mr. Zheng, how much do you think the comic book rights for my work will sell for?"

"The copyright of the comic itself is not very valuable. With the collection and rating of the second part of 'New City Year 1', including the premium for being a masterpiece, I personally think it is worth more than 800,000, but not more than 1.2 million. Overall, it is around 1 million."

"learn."

Xu Qin understood that comic book copyrights themselves weren't valuable; only the comic itself was valuable, and of course, it had to be a high-quality comic.

Xu Qin then asked, "If there are subsequent adaptations, what percentage of the profits does the author typically receive?"

"The percentage of revenue is negotiated with the comic book company, but since your work is of a high standard and you are a talented author, I personally think we can negotiate between 30% and 50%, but it depends on the comic book company."

"oh."

Xu Qin suddenly realized, and besides, even if he could get 30% or 40%, that would be pretty good. After all, comic book adaptations aren't something you draw; you just sell the rights and wait to collect the money. So even if he only gets 30%, it would still be enough for Xu Qin to profit from the adaptation.

Zheng Fanghong: "However, there are a few points I want to discuss with you, Mr. Xu."

This work is only 300,000 words long. If it were adapted into a comic, it would actually be a short story, probably ending in a few dozen chapters. In the comic industry today, most of the money-making works are long stories. For a short story to make money, it has to be of very high quality.

As you, Mr. Xu, understand, while the plot of a comic is important, the artist's skill is even more crucial. Whether they can present your work in the best possible way is a critical question; otherwise, a story might be wasted.

Furthermore, truly talented comic artists create their own works. This means the artist assigned to your project might not be very capable. Mr. Xu, you should be prepared for this; the subsequent sales performance is hard to predict.

"I understand. I was indeed a bit too optimistic just now."

"But the story and writing in your book are both very good, so I hope that when the time comes, a good horse will be matched with a good saddle, and an excellent illustrator will take over."

"Then I'll accept your well wishes. Also, I wish Mr. Zheng a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance!"

"Haha, Young Master Xu, let's have some fun together!"

The two chatted for about ten minutes.

Afterwards, Xu Qin continued to clear other people's messages.

Until he saw Chi Danqing's message.

Xu Qin noticed his book: the second volume of "The First Year of Xincheng".

Ok?

How did she get this book?