There is a lot of traffic on the busy roads, and vehicles moving forward like snails are constantly consuming time. From a distance, this place has almost become the largest parking lot in China. No matter what good and bad cars are, they can only accept their fate.

Lin Han sat in the passenger seat. He turned his head to look at the familiar and somewhat unfamiliar building outside. A trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes. There was no way to give up in the past.

As if seeing Lin Han’s uninterested interest, Chen Jiaxuan took the initiative to find the topic and said, “Do you know, when the people in our studio heard that you wrote a novel, they all expressed incredibleness and were directly scared.”

"Did you help me promote it again?" Lin Han said helplessly. He really didn't care about the opinions of these people. Whether it was surprise or pride, he would not have a piece of meat or a little less money.

"What they found when they sorted out your files and information is legal affairs after all, so they don't let them pass through their eyes. I dare to use the contract to let you sign it casually. That's a trick."

"I'm not enough money for you to stuff your teeth, so I'm going to cheat me?"

Lin Han asked back and said, hoping that the later the journey would end, the better, so that he could chat with Chen Jiaxuan for a while and increase his familiarity with each other.

Chen Jiaxuan turned her head and looked at Lin Han, and suddenly asked solemnly: "Have you really planned your own development route? If you write martial arts novels, I can promote you as a best-selling writer in China, and then package them into star-based packaging so that your novels can bloom with multiple copyrights. But you are a science fiction writer, and the domestic science fiction environment is very bad, and copyright derivatives are almost a big problem, and even the novel itself is difficult to sell."

"In fact, this writing is accidental. You don't know if a novel you wrote will become popular or how popular it can be. This is simply unpredictable. I can only say that you can take every step and make the best choice at the moment."

Lin Han believes that his science fiction novels are fine. They can be passed on the earth for so long and the quality is guaranteed. But excellent works sometimes depend on luck. What if they wait for ten or eight years before their reputation fermentation becomes fermented, and ask yourself, Lin Han feels that he can't hold on for so long and must have written new works.

The plan cannot keep up with the changes. Even if the decision is wrong now, there is still a chance to correct it later.

As he spoke, the car's snail-like speed turned into a turtle-like speed, which made people hope that the red brake lights were on one after another.

At this time, Lin Han's cell phone rang. He quickly picked it up and saw that it was Wang Yifan who called it. He didn't know what else to do with the intern editor of "Science Fiction World" at this time.

"Hey, Teacher Lin? I am Xiao Wang from the science fiction world. Now I call you to congratulate you."

This made Lin Han confused. He answered and asked, "What do I have to congratulate?"

Wang Yifan didn't show off, and he quickly answered Lin Han's doubts: "The sales of this issue of magazines are close to the historical record of our magazine. After the first batch of magazines printed 800,000 copies were sold, the second batch of magazines has been sold, but the dealer's response is still very good. More than 500,000 copies have been sold, and the remaining 300,000 is not a problem. We are likely to complete the task of sprinting to the best-selling magazine in December."

The first and second batches of magazines sold so well, and together they have already sold more than one million in sales. This is a hurdle for ordinary magazines and best-selling magazines. Only magazines that have stabilized their sales at one million in the long run can be called best-selling.

Before "Science Fiction World", although one or two episodes sold over one million every year, they just happened to pass. The rest of the time only had seven or eight hundred thousand copies, and the average monthly average still did not meet the requirements.

But now, with the best-selling of 11 magazines, it can basically be said that this issue will exceed 1.5 million copies, greatly increasing the average sales volume in the previous months, helping the magazine win the honor of best-selling magazines at the end of the year.

After hearing Wang Yifan's words, Lin Han couldn't help but pursed at Chen Jiaxuan on the side: "Then this should be my congratulations. The sales momentum is so good. Once you win the best-selling logo, your work and rewards should increase significantly."

There is a clear gap between best-selling magazines and general magazines attracting advertisers. The higher the sales volume and the greater the influence, the higher the advertising fee, just like the TV station charges a fee.

TV stations at the TV level must charge higher fees than local stations. For both TV stations with high ratings, TV stations with low ratings also charge higher fees than TV stations with low ratings.

Best-selling magazines are evaluated by the State Administration of Press and Publication at the end of each year. One of the hard indicators is that the average monthly sales must reach the millions.

"Science Fiction World" has already met the other conditions, but every time it is a bit worse in sales. Even if you are willing to find some science fiction masters to post articles every month to increase sales, it is not enough.

"Teacher Lin, our magazine wants to hit high sales again in December, so we specially made an appointment with you for manuscripts. As long as there are suitable manuscripts, our price can be given a maximum of 5,000 words, and it is no longer a thousand words or 500 words or something."

The price exceeded Lin Han's imagination. He really didn't know that he could get so much. "In fact, I really have a manuscript to hand it over to you. Let's see if it's suitable. I'll ask my agent to contact you later and discuss the price with her."

Wang Yifan originally wanted to try hard to convince Lin Han to write a new book, but they agreed so consciously. Although he was puzzled where Lin Han found an agent in such a short time, he did not ask, but said: "Okay, we are waiting for Teacher Lin's new book. By the way, I said it was off topic. This time, it is mainly for you to congratulate you. The electronic sales on Douban Reading and Amazon Reading have exceeded 600,000 copies. Many of the comments below mentioned your "Rural Teacher", so the magazine decided to send you a red envelope. Although the money is not much, it represents the magazine's intention and I hope to accept it."

"You actually have red envelopes to get, you think so thoughtful."

"In fact, every issue of works with the most popular reviews from readers have the opportunity to get this red envelope. Because our royalties are still a little worse than those magazines, we can express our gratitude to you in this way."

Wang Yifan and Lin Han knew very well that the reason why this issue of "Science Fiction World" was so popular was not because it mobilized many science fiction fans to buy it, but because it accidentally opened up the line of the education system, allowing some teachers, students and parents who did not usually read "Science Fiction World" to buy it.

The hymn and description of the teachers in "Rural Teachers" deeply touched the engineers of the human souls, and the description of learning can inspire students' enthusiasm for learning. This novel full of positive energy is naturally very popular, even if it seems to be a bit cold and rural poverty-stricken.

Different interpretations have different opinions, and there is nothing wrong with this.
Chapter completed!