600,000 copies?
Wen Ying is really brave to guess!
Zou Weijun laughed and joked: "You are still not brave enough."
A surge of hot blood rushed to Wen Ying's forehead.
From the sound of it, could it be that there are more than 600,000 copies?
"Auntie Zou, how much is it..."
Zou Weijun didn't like to keep people in suspense, so he teased Wen Ying for a bit and quickly gave her a quick thumbs-up: "Book!"
720,000 copies!
"Teenage Idol" has sold a total of 1.289 million copies in half a year since its release, and is only a few hundred copies away from reaching 1.29 million copies. This is something Wen Ying had never expected before publishing the book.
"Why are there so many?"
Wen Ying subconsciously murmured, and Zou Weijun laughed even louder. "Of course it's because your book is good. Good books get effective publicity, so sales explode. It's normal!"
The essay contest is the best publicity for Spark magazine, and the same is true for Wen Ying.
Yuan Fenghui asked Wen Ying, Li Mengjiao, Yun Chen and Zhang Yangning to shoot a promotional video. The latter three are entertainment stars, and only Wen Ying is a writer. Naturally, the most attention in the essay competition fell on Wen Ying.
Those controversies contributed to the sales of "Teen Idol".
Mr. Fu’s voice allows more people to evaluate "Teen Idol" and Wen Ying personally from an impartial standpoint.
Despite such a big fuss, the second season sold 720,000 copies, which Zou Weijun thinks is still reasonable.
Xie Qian was listening to Zou Weijun's phone call and had already calculated Wen Ying's pre-tax income: *15%*32, which is about 3.4614 million.
This figure is not Wen Ying's final royalty income this time. According to the contract signed between Wen Ying and the publishing house, if the total sales volume exceeds 1 million copies, the royalties settled in the early stage must be paid at a rate of 15%.
The books were sold in the first quarter, and the royalties were settled at 14%. The publishing house also had to pay Wen Ying 1%, which was 181,800 yuan.
In total, Wen Ying can get a royalty income of 3.643 million this time.
Of course, this is pre-tax income, and the publishing house will pay the tax for Wen Ying.
Even after tax, "Teenage Idol" earned Wen Ying 5 million...equivalent to the first prize in a lottery.
The probability of winning the lottery is too small. Xie Qian has always believed that lotteries are a waste of money.
Creation is different.
In addition to economic returns, the high sales volume shows that Wen Ying's works have been recognized by a large number of readers, and the spiritual pleasure may be even better than economic returns.
"Teenage Idol" is Wen Ying's first million-selling novel, but it will not be the last.
——The hamster must be very happy now, right?
After Zou Weijun hung up the phone, Xie Qian's phone vibrated immediately.
"I'm rich again!"
"Season 2 of Teen Idol sold over 700,000 copies!"
"Xie Qian, are you still short of money?"
Three consecutive text messages were enough to show Wen Ying's excitement and excitement.
Zou Weijun hung up the phone first and Xie Qian received the text message later, so Hamster sent a text message as soon as he hung up the phone, and the first person to be notified was him - this feeling was very strange. There was still a chill in Chengdu in early February, but it was like the warm sun shining in his heart, and Xie Qian's heartbeat quickened.
Plop.
Plop, plop, plop.
Once he noticed the unusual heartbeat rate, his heartbeat seemed to accelerate even faster, completely out of Xie Qian's control.
To be honest, Xie Qian felt that his emotions fluctuated more than when he was negotiating with his scumbag father Xie Jinghu!
Zou Weijun only saw Xie Qian looking down at his phone and smiling, and Zou Weijun also smiled.
It’s great to be young!
The spring breeze blew on Zou Weijun's face. Zou Weijun thought of the days when he had worked hard for his career over the past year and wanted to ask Xie Qian: Can mom be your role model now?
Zou Weijun didn't ask this question out loud.
She felt it was not enough.
He has launched best-selling popular science books, personally discovered million-selling novels, launched "Spark" magazine, and organized influential essay competitions in the industry. These are all the successes of Zou Weijun's career.
Men may lie to women, but the efforts they have made in their careers will not lie to women.
But in order to be Xie Qian's role model, Zou Weijun feels that he needs to work harder.
Maybe it's time to muster up the courage to face some things.
Xie Qian is not yet eighteen years old. This child should be enjoying his youth and having a carefree love relationship, instead of standing in front of her like a fighter to protect her cowardly mother.
There was moisture in the corners of Zou Weijun's eyes.
Her old mother, who was recuperating on Qiong Island, kept silent about her marital problems, also to protect her.
At this moment, Zou Weijun made a decision. She could no longer hide behind Xie Qian. She would not let Xie Qian support himself alone.
It takes time to transform from quantitative change to qualitative change. No one knows how difficult it is for Zou Weijun to undergo this qualitative change. What patients with depression have to overcome is never anything else but themselves.
Xie Qian lowered his head to look at his phone and did not see the tears in Zou Weijun's eyes.
He was considering how to reply to Wen Ying's text message.
The first thing I typed in was "Are you stupid? I'm with my mom", so how could I not know the sales of "Teen Idol"?
Not only do you know the sales volume, but you can also calculate the royalty income!
However, this reply seems to discourage the hamster's enthusiasm.
Although this hamster habitually cocks its tail in triumph, it truly places him in a very important position. Before receiving the second season's royalties, it's already asking him if he needs money.
Xie Qian deleted the words he had typed and retyped them:
"I just returned to Chengdu today. Let's talk about it when we meet."
…
Ahhhh!
Xie Qian returned to Chengdu.
Wen Ying laughed out loud while holding the phone. Afraid that her laughter would attract Old Wen's attention, Wen Ying quickly covered her mouth.
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