Self-cultivation of entertainment bigwigs

Chapter 19 Poor!
Zhao Qian took a fancy to Sanjiang Tui.

Sanjiang can be said to be Qihang Chinese.com, so before there are works on the shelves, it is the best recommendation other than the strong recommendation, and even many books recommended by Sanjiang have more collections than the strong push.

Basically, if you read Sanjiang's book, you can't get away with a strong push, so there is a saying that "Sanjiang pushes all through".Unless the writing is really bad, the editor will disqualify the forced push.

Zhao Qian estimated that when his classified new book recommendation for this week is over, plus the ranking bonus, there will be about 5000 favorites, and then next week's popular serialization will have 1500, so a minimum of 6500 will be guaranteed.After that, 4000 collections will be considered qualified. Then I will have at least [-] collections by the end of Fenqiang. If there is no accident, Sanjiang will have a chance.

That's right, [-] collections is just a chance.

Because Sanjiang’s recommendation is not entirely based on how many works are collected, there is another set of calculation methods, but the collection base can also be used as a reference standard.

So for the sake of Sanjiang, for the sake of safety, I have to work hard to get my collection up.

……

At this time, in another city more than 500 kilometers away from Zhao Qian, in a certain rented room, a middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses and a scruffy appearance sat in front of the computer, typing on the keyboard and chatting with someone on QQ.

"Hey Lao Song, didn't you say to help me get rid of him? Why is he still on the list, but his ranking has risen by two?"

He is the one who spent money to find the new book of the navy black Zhao Qian, Zhou Yang, who is also the author of the Qihang Chinese website, and the title of the work is "The First Photographer".

That's right, it's the boutique author recommended by the new book who was in the same period as Zhao Qian.

Compared with Zhao Qian's No. 6 score in the same period, his new book's score pales in comparison. By Friday, it had already dropped to No.[-].

Although he didn't know whether Zhao Qian's "God-Level Prodigal Boy" was a classified push next week, but his was not, but a small channel recommendation, which made him very dissatisfied and even resentful.

In his opinion, as a quality author, he should have the treatment that a quality author deserves. It's the third week, and it's still just a small recommendation, not even a strong point. What does that mean?Even if Zhao Qian's new book is the first in the same period, but he is just a newcomer, how can he compare with himself?
As for another high-quality author, the author of "Rebirth in a New Century", the other party has better grades than him in both old books and new books, and he has a good relationship with him, so he can't say anything.

Zhou Yang was full of anger, but he couldn't target the editor or another author, so he could only vent his anger on Zhao Qian.

According to his idea, as long as he pays someone to go to the other party's book review area to stir up some trouble, it is guaranteed that his mentality will collapse and his grades will plummet.Faced with this situation, many newcomers are unable to maintain a stable mentality. The collapse will happen sooner or later, and all they need to do is sit and watch the show.

It's not the first time he has done this kind of thing.

It's just that the situation was a bit unexpected this time. It's been a day, and the "God-Level Prodigal Boy" is still in good condition, and the book review area is clean. If he didn't see a bad review post occasionally, he almost thought he was dreaming.Obviously spent money to buy Taobao package.

So I couldn't wait to ask.

The person in charge of the navy studio named Lao Song quickly replied: "We are already making the package you bought, but the other party is also prepared. All the posts we sent were sunk by him with other posts. It's not our fault."

Zhou Yang was very dissatisfied: "What I want to see is that his book review area is flooded with all kinds of spam posts. Look at his current book review area, is there any sign of being flooded? Let alone flooded, he didn't even take a picture of a small splash." Come on! I don't care what your reasons are, since you have received the money, you have to settle things for me."

Lao Song replied: "I will urge them to step up their efforts, but you know the package you ordered. If the other party is well prepared, it is impossible to completely defeat him."

"What if I add more money?" Zhou Yang was still dissatisfied, so he made another compromise.

"How much?"

Zhou Yang gritted his teeth, and said bitterly: "One more week, I don't believe that he really stays in the book review section for 24 novels without sleep!"

"Okay. Chenghui 500, Alipay or WeChat or QQ?"

Zhou Yang's heart aches: "I'm talking about Lao Song, after all, we have been cooperating for so long, and I also bought my list package from you, can't it be cheaper?"

Lao Song quickly replied: "Small business, no bargaining on credit. How can you say that you are also a high-quality author of Qihang, and you made a lot of money with your last book. Why are you bargaining with me for the 500 yuan?"

Things have come to this point, it's too late to regret, Zhou Yang just wants to solve this matter as soon as possible, even if he doesn't want to give up, he can only reluctantly pay the money.

Killing a seedling with the potential to become a god, this feeling is really exciting!

Lao Song: "Happy cooperation."

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Zhou Yang twitched the corners of his mouth: "It's a happy cooperation."

Hey, let's see what you do this time!
……

Zhao Qian used his trumpet to push up a few refined posts and suppress the trolls' posts before stretching.

From morning to now, I have been working in front of the computer for more than five hours, coded more than 3 words, and cleaned up the book review area, feeling quite tired.

Today is the first day of the holiday, and it is also the Mid-Autumn Festival. After thinking about it, I will call my parents.

Zhao Qian's home is in a small remote county hundreds of kilometers away from the southern capital. There is no high-speed train, and the one-way journey takes seven or eight hours. If there is a traffic jam during holidays, it is impossible to return home within ten hours.

It's just that both his parents are working class and work outside, otherwise he wouldn't be able to save so much on living expenses.

"Hey Dad, it's me."

Zhao Qian dialed his father's phone number: "It's okay, just make a call and ask... Shouldn't you have to go to work today?... Oh... Then you plan to go to Mom's side?... I won't go there, these few days I found a part-time job... Got it, I will take care of myself..."

His father, Zhao Donglin, was a typical good-natured person, rather dull, and he would ask each other about the latest situation on the phone, or ask Zhao Qian whether he was short of living expenses.

The father and son hung up after a few words, and then called their mother.

"Hello, Mom? It's okay...you have money...I called to ask you to pay attention to your health, and remember to buy a few more dishes for the holidays. Dad said he's going to your place...Okay, so be it."

Zhao Qian's mother is an ordinary rural woman who works in a factory. Although she doesn't make much money, she can save some living expenses for Zhao Qian every month.However, Zhao Qian often said that he still had money and did not need to transfer money.

Before that, he worked as a part-time student in school, and he did have some income every month to subsidize his living expenses.But I quit my sophomore year, planning to make more money by writing novels.

Afterwards, I called my grandparents in my hometown and said hello to Anhao before hanging up.

After the phone call, Zhao Qian felt a little irritable.

Although writing novels can make money, it needs a cycle. At least this month, you won't get the money. The manuscript fee is not paid immediately, so you have to find a way to make money elsewhere.

How poor he is now!
With the school's consumption level, 100 yuan a week is already very frugal, and if it is less, I will not be able to eat enough.

While worrying about money, Zhao Qian’s eyes suddenly lit up, and saw a banner advertisement on the homepage of Qihang’s Chinese website — “Qihang’s WeChat official account micro-fiction solicits essays, a thousand yuan bonus is waiting for you!”

Quickly click to open it.

(End of this chapter)