Self-cultivation of entertainment bigwigs

Chapter 221 520 Rockets

Why do you ask this?
Zhao Qian frowned, and said hesitantly, "I haven't taken the exam certificate yet, but it should be no worse than the person who translated "Urban Cultivation of Immortals". What level is that person?"

Qingsong was surprised to see the reply, no verification?Then how did he see that there was a problem with the translation?Is it a genius?

Quickly replied: "The company's translators are all professional level eight or above, whether they are full-time or part-time, at least level eight, after the translation is completed, two people need to cross-check."

Zhao Qian: "Then I should have a professional eighth level."

Although these words are a bit bragging, but after getting the "English Literature Knowledge Series", Zhao Qian felt that his English level had indeed improved, and he believed that he was no worse than a professional eighth grade.

Unexpectedly, Qingsong asked: "Our editor-in-chief asked if you are interested in becoming an interpreter at the international station? Part-time work is also fine!"

as a translator?
Zhao Qian has a strange expression, Qihang is short of translators right now?
To be honest, he was a little moved, not only interested in salary, but more interested in translating online novels, so he asked, "How do you calculate your salary for translation?"

Qingsong replied: "Thousand words are one hundred."

The price was too low, Zhao Qian lost interest, and directly refused: "Forget it, I don't have enough time just to code words, and I still have to go to class."

Strictly speaking, one hundred thousand words is not low, but the workload of online texts is too large, and there are only a few million words at every turn. Although the translation speed does not need to be as fast as the update speed, the intensity must be greater than the average translation volume.

"OK then."

Qingsong also knew that it was unlikely, after all, the other party was now a great master with 500 characters per thousand, so he wouldn’t be able to translate for them just for the sake of one hundred thousand characters, and the English version was different from the Chinese version, so he might not be able to write it well.

Zhao Qian remembered that he had another question to ask: "Does Qinghang intend to keep the English version free?"

"of course not."

Qingsong replied: "The international website adopts the system of free for the first chapter and fee for later chapters. Although there is no VIP system, if you want to read the follow-up plot, you can apply for continued translation through donation and crowdfunding. After all, overseas websites are not the same as domestic ones. , The company is also slowly groping for this point.”

"That's okay." Zhao Qian was really afraid that if he kept going for free, it would only become a bottomless pit.

The original Conghuang Chinese website was dragged down for free. If readers did not subscribe, authors would have no income and would not be able to write good works. If the vicious circle continues, it will end sooner or later.

Readers may not be happy to pay after it has been free for a long time, and the popularity that has finally gathered will run away.

Therefore, in Zhao Qian's view, the international station may not improve for a long time.

It is a good thing to have ambition, but at present, every step of Qihang's decision-making is like playing house, wanting to make profits, but not willing to spend money.

Anticlimactic!

Forget it, I'm too lazy to worry about it, let's prepare a new book.

In the afternoon, I will go to the driving school to practice, and then I will take the second test on the 13th.

For Zhao Qian, the exam was fairly easy and he passed it easily.

The coach praised his performance very much. Among so many students, he performed the best. He also asked him if he went home for the Chinese New Year and practiced more.

In fact, Zhao Qian didn't do anything, but exchanged for a "Qiu Mingshan Veteran Driver Knowledge Series". Of course, the price was to consume a lot of integrity points, and felt that he had recently become a trend of turning into a gangster.

Hey, it's so hard, I don't know how to spend the money, but the value of morality is too little, life is so sad!

……

Counting the time, the winter vacation is almost over.

Tomorrow and the next two days are the days when students return to school to report, and many people return to school early to clean up the dormitory and dry their quilts, so the surroundings of the school are much more lively than before, and many restaurants and restaurants have also opened for business one after another.

Zhao Qian asked Xu Shaocong how many of them were in the group, and everyone planned to come back the day after tomorrow, so he had no choice but to clean up the dormitory by himself.

For the time being, the things were left at Li Wanqing's place and were not moved back.

To be honest, after living there for so long, I don't really want to move back to the dormitory, and life in code is inconvenient.

After hesitating for a long time, he sighed and looked again.

"Thank you for the little gifts, and the next part is the letter from the readers. Let me see what you have sent me."

Li Wanqing interacted with the water friends with a smile on her face.

There is a fixed three to four hours of live broadcast time every day, and now it is usually from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the evening.

The new song "The Longer I Get Lonely" has been uploaded to major music platforms, and the response has been good, most of which are positive. It has already reached the top 20 of the hot song list in a few days.

In this way, there are three of her songs in the top 50 of the hot song list, and her popularity is getting higher and higher. There is a vague tendency to become the fifth first-line anchor of Xianyu. It will be a matter of time.

In addition to singing, I also like to read fans' private messages and act as emotional guidance for fans.

However, at this moment, a series of rockets suddenly floated above the screen, filling the screen with 666.

"6666..."

"Local Tyrant 6666!"

"Mr. An 6666!"

"Kneel down to a local tyrant..."

"..."

Li Wanqing quickly looked at the chat window on the right, and saw "Anxxxx sent rocket x520", she was stunned.

Mr. An is a relatively well-known local tyrant on the Xianyu platform. His nickname is "Anxxxx", so he is called Mr. An.He himself is an "emperor" level VIP user and has tipped many anchors.

The most famous one is that he once gave a female anchor 50 yuan in gifts in one night, which caused a great sensation at the time. It can be said that he is the kind of local tyrant who "money is just a number".

"Xiao Miao is completely dumbfounded, haha!"

"Fuck, Mr. An is trying to attack my sister Miao? It's over, it's over..."

"Damn it, rich people are disgusting!"

"Sister Meow, hold on, don't be knocked down by money attacks!"

"..."

520 rockets, the whole salted fish exploded, countless tourists poured into Li Wanqing's live broadcast room, and even some barrages began to maliciously speculate whether the two had some ulterior secrets.

There is never a shortage of people on the Internet who judge others by themselves and are full of dirty thoughts, especially the barrage of salted fish is notoriously low-quality.

Li Wanqing was a little overwhelmed, but fortunately she reacted quickly: "Thank you Mr. An for the 520 rockets, thank you very much! May I ask if you order songs or Lianmai?"

She was not familiar with Mr. An, and it was the first time she saw him brush presents, and she swiped 520 rockets in a few seconds, which was too exaggerated!

520 rockets, or 26 soft sister coins!

Even Li Wanqing's current net worth can't be said to be underestimated. After all, her monthly rewards are at most one million, and more often five or six million.

Now a local tyrant paid himself 26 yuan in one night, what if the other party made some excessive demands?
She was a little uneasy.

(End of this chapter)