The King of Crossover Entertainment

"Madman, isn't this sales volume an extra zero?"

On Friday afternoon, Wang Defa and Ma Siyu came to Shanghai.

Wang Defa confirmed three times that the number was correct. It was 10 million copies, which is really unbelievable.

"There's no extra zero, it's 10 million copies." Yunfeng's face was filled with a happy smile.

Although it is the total sales of five novels, on average, one and a half months sells two million copies.

"It turns out that on Blue Star, paper books are king."

You know, none of these five novels has more than one million subscriptions.

The advancement of science and technology will not eliminate some traditional things. Now, paper books are one of them, at least on Blue Star.

When Ma Siyu saw the sales figures, he was quite shocked. At the beginning, he had the mentality of helping Yunfeng, not to make money.

What he was thinking about was how many copies he would have to sell to make as much money as a pig in his family.

However, the sales of 10 million copies made him start to take it seriously.

"If you hold autograph sessions in major cities, sales will definitely go up."

After hearing what Ma Siyu said, Yunfeng quickly waved his hands and said: "No, let's talk about this later."

Wang Defa asked: "Madman, how much profit can you make from these ten million copies?"

Yunfeng thought for a while and said: "I haven't calculated it, but it won't be particularly high. Because I originally planned to take the route of small profits but quick turnover, the price I set is not very high."

After all, Ma Siyu knows business better than the two of them, and added: "I think we can publish commemorative or collector's editions to improve the quality of the books and then increase the price, so that we can cover high-end consumer groups."

Wang Defa followed: "Yes, make a signed limited edition."

"Hmm..." Yunfeng thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "You can have this."

If you can make money, why not do it.

But for high-priced products like this, the quantity should not be too large. Only a small quantity can reflect its value. Rare things are more valuable, and you can even use "hunger marketing".

Wang Defa changed the topic and asked: "What type of short story do you plan to write next?"

Hearing this, Ma Siyu smiled and said: "I have written about fairy tales, martial arts, thrillers and suspense, and adaptations of famous novels. There are not many genres left for you."

Yunfeng smiled and said, "I haven't thought about it yet, but I might write a romance book."

Because my main business achievement is already over 40,000, I want to work harder to get it to 50,000, but "Ghost Blows Out the Lamp" will take at least a month to finish, so I can only continue to publish short stories.

Hearing that it was a romance, Wang Defa asked again: "Campus love story?"

Yunfeng did not answer, but fell into deep thought.

I just said "I might write a romance book", which was half-joking, but after I finished saying it, I suddenly had an idea.

He had watched a TV series called "Pawn Shop No. 8" in his previous life on Earth. It seemed to be adapted from the novel, which was quite interesting.

He remembered enough of the plot to write an outline, and then slowly improved the details.

A faint smile appeared on Yunfeng's face, and he asked abruptly: "If there was such a pawn shop, no matter what you want, you can get what you want, but you have to pay an equal price, what do you want? And what are you willing to pay in exchange?”

This question left Wang Defa and Ma Siyu a little confused.

After a while, Wang Defa asked tentatively: "Is this about your short story?"

Yunfeng nodded.

Wang Defa suddenly became interested and asked: "What story can you tell me?"

"I've already said it." Yunfeng said with a smile, "Let's use our imagination."

Ma Siyu said: "Don't spoil it. What you enjoy about the novel is the process of reading it. It's meaningless if you know the plot direction."

The reason why he likes Yunfeng's novels is because they have unique plots. He can never guess what the protagonist will do next, and there will be constant surprises.

Yunfeng laughed and said: "I just have a rough idea. I haven't started thinking about the plot yet. I can't spoil it even if I want to."

Wang Defa flattened his lips and said, "It's better now. What you said made me feel itchy."

Ma Siyu sighed: "Now, I'm just dawdling with your novels and songs."

Yunfeng smiled and said: "If you bear with it for a few days, we should be able to start serializing it next week."

Wang Defa seemed to have remembered something and asked, "Have you watched the web drama "Maoyan"?"

Yunfeng replied: "I watched it and caught up with the latest episode."

Wang Defa asked again: "What do you think of the adaptation? In these ten episodes, two self-created subplots have been added."

Yunfeng commented: "It's pretty good. The scary and weird atmosphere is well expressed, and the actors' acting skills are also top-notch. Since it's an adaptation, it's normal to add a self-created plot."

Ma Siyu said: "I don't think the two branch plots they added have a great impact. The main plot is still the same as in the novel."

"Actually, the degree of restoration is quite high." Wang Defa shook his head and sighed: "The recent online dramas that have been adapted from novels have been completely changed. If it weren't for the addition of the original XXX novel in the title, the plot would not be the same at all. can not tell."

Ma Siyu hummed: "There is not much investment, limited funds, and only small screenwriters and directors are hired, how can it be good-looking?"

As for online dramas, the quality is worse than that of TV dramas broadcast on satellite TV. Of course, this is not absolute. There are also many high-quality ones with large investments.

Yunfeng did not return to school after chatting with Wang Defa and Ma Siyu until very late.

Before going to bed, he posted a micro circle to warm up his new book.

[What do you want in life]: Haha, I’m here, and I’m posting a micro circle in the middle of the night again.

[Yu Bao]: Tian Wang, I bought all your novels and books, please turn over the cards!

[Big chest brother]: If there is such a pawnshop, can I pawn my ex-boyfriend? Just change it for one dollar.

[Poetry and wine in the prime of life]: Girl upstairs, how much do you hate your ex-boyfriend.

[Flesh in flesh and flesh against flesh]: That must be pawning 50 kilograms of fat for 5 centimeters of height.

…

Night owls came out and started to discuss.

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The weekend passed in a blink of an eye.

That day, the counselor called Yunfeng out of the classroom again, and this time it was during class.

As soon as Yunfeng left the classroom, he saw that the counselor's face was not very good, and there were two uniformed policemen in the corridor.

I didn't do anything wrong, did I?

No...

Yunfeng thought about it and it seemed that he hadn't done anything recently. He was basically in school.

He only heard the counselor say: "What did you do? Tell the police comrades."

One of the policemen came forward and said with a smile: "Hello, my name is Cao Yang, this is my colleague Liu He, we are police officers from Gaojiabao Police Station in Sanqin Province, this is my police officer ID, don't be afraid, we just want to know something from you."

Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

What am I afraid of?

Yunfeng nodded and smiled: "Hello, I don't know what the police comrades want to know from me?"

Cao Yang replied: "During the Spring Festival, our police station smashed a tomb-robbing gang. Among them, there are two criminal suspects who are said to be instructed by you."

The counselor was shocked when he heard this. How could he be related to the tomb-robbing gang?

Could it be that the people who came to Yunfeng before...

He was thinking whether he should explain it to the two policemen.

Yunfeng was also startled, and then asked: "Comrade police, you didn't make a mistake, did you?"

Cao Yang explained: "It's like this, the two of them insisted that they were instructed by a man nicknamed 'Cross-border King' to rob the tomb. After investigation, we found that you are the only one in the country who uses this ID, so we came to find out."

Liu He was relatively serious and asked more directly: "Where were you during the Spring Festival?"

Yunfeng answered truthfully: "At home, Hangzhou."

Liu He asked again: "Who were you with?"

"Family, friends." Yunfeng smiled bitterly and said: "Comrade police, they won't say 'Fa Qiu Seal, Mo Jin Fu, protect the body but not the ghost blowing lamp; the coffin, the bronze coffin, If you are not strong, do not approach; vertical burial pits, box graves, move mountains and remove hills to go around; red clothes are fierce, smiling corpses, ghosts laugh and it is better to listen to ghosts cry. 'Something like that, right?"

Cao Yang nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes, they also said that they inherited the "Gold Touching Talisman" from you, and you granted them the position of "Gold Touching Lieutenant", so they are legitimately digging tombs for treasures. "

Liu He said in a deep voice: "It seems that you have to go to the police station with us."

Yun Feng said helplessly: "Comrade police, these are the things I wrote in a tomb-robbing novel "Ghost Blowing the Light" serialized on the Panda Chinese website. What "people light candles, ghosts blow the lights", "Gold Touching Talisman", "Gold Touching Lieutenant" are all fictional. "

"Novel?"

"Fiction?"

Cao Yang and Liu He looked at each other.

Yun Feng hurriedly took out his mobile phone, opened a Chinese website, and showed "Ghost Blowing the Light" to the two.

After looking for a while, Cao Yang and Liu He determined that the two suspects were lying. This result was really ridiculous.