Chapter 68

No matter how Lu Siwen begged, Zhai Da indicated that the ending wouldn't be changed.

If Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai hadn't had their troubles, could they have been passed down through the ages?

If Xu Xian and White Snake hadn't had disasters and difficulties, and had a prosperous snake family, could they have been widely spread?

Only by tricking a little girl into crying like this, the more miserable the cry, the more sense of accomplishment.

Zhai Da changed the subject: "How is the situation with that blog?"

Lu Siwen turned her head away in a huff, deciding to ignore Zhai Da.

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It took a full two seconds before she stopped being angry at Zhai Da.

"Hmph! Read count... over 40,000, and it's still rising. According to what was said before, there can be 4,000 yuan in income... The staff at Sina sent several internal messages..."

Actually, if it weren't for 'Long Road of Manman,' this would be the most important thing between the two of them these past few days; that short blog post's data kept climbing, always hanging on the square homepage.

Never mind how it got popular; were there few things that got popular for no reason?

Who could have thought it was the effect of that poker photo?

Pushing forward from this, the staff responsible for docking at Sina also had plenty of motivation and agreed to the request of "putting the reward mechanism in the contract," but added a clause that it must be a "confidential contract."

For things like throwing money at content, it was best for both the platform and the creator not to let outsiders know.

Pushing back from this, other bloggers and Sina should also have similar agreements, but other bloggers all wrote thousands of words with great emotion and cited classics, which was exhausting to write; some well-known bloggers even updated once every three months, completely with the attitude of writing a thesis.

And Zhai Da... just move his fingers.

The contract should be mailed by the other party today; since it was already stamped, Zhai Da only needed to sign it and mail one copy back, so it was no exaggeration to say it took effect on the same day.

The contract header was a subsidiary of Sina, not the parent company, but it was all the same to Zhai Da; as long as it had legal effect.

Zhai Da had already prepared a plan to "fleece the sheep"; if calculated based on a blog post with about 50,000 reads, that was 5,000 yuan in income.

Twenty-some characters, one photo... the photo could even be repeated; how much of this stuff could he take out?

Zhai Da indicated that it wouldn't be excessive for him to post a hundred, right?

If estimated in an optimistic way, this item alone could bring in about 500,000 yuan, and the startup capital for his future university period would be secure.

Of course, he couldn't post them all at once; there were only so many daily active users on the blog, and posting them all at once wouldn't just look bad, the read count would also be diluted.

In fact, with the continuous updates of the "Bed Explorer" blog, the read count should still rise...

He tried his best to take what he needed from Sina; he wanted money, Sina wanted traffic, it was that simple.

Sometimes life is just so wonderful; he only wrote micro-fiction to hook up with Lu Siwen, and only won the prize to cope with the aftermath.

Now it had actually become a good way to make money...

This easy way to make money was almost like giving it away for free.

Why not take it if it's given for free!

Zhai Da and Lu Siwen agreed to meet during lunch break to take some "poker photos" in various places at school, and then he would concentrate on writing dozens of "short phrase copy," while Lu Siwen would post them at a frequency of once every two days.

In addition, regarding 'Long Road of Manman,' Lu Siwen asked Zhai Da if he had any thoughts on publishing; Zhai Da temporarily rejected it, as it was troublesome to deal with this before the college entrance exam, and he hadn't written the second half yet.

Lu Siwen, however, took it to heart; she always felt it was a pity that only the two of them had read 'Long Road of Manman,' and as a literature lover, she naturally hoped such a work could be spread as much as possible.

She had known Zhai Da for quite a while and found that although Zhai Da wasn't interested in "fame," he wasn't repelled by "making money"; if he could make money easily, some things he was initially uninterested in could also pique his interest.

So if she wanted to take 'Long Road of Manman' a step further, she still had to start from the perspective of money...

Of course, she didn't think that just because the blog was popular, publishing would definitely have results; these were completely two groups and two fields; you couldn't just post the book on the internet, right?

If it was all seen, who would still be willing to pay...

She wanted to work hard in the direction of physical publishing.

Unknowingly, this girl was already thinking about problems from Zhai Da's perspective; she hoped that he and his words could get better and better.

Just suddenly, thinking that she would go abroad after the college entrance exam, there was a trace of melancholy in her head full of motivation.

These things had to be done quickly, otherwise it would be too late...

Lu Siwen said to herself silently.

During lunch break, Zhai Da and Lu Siwen ran to every corner of the school, taking photos of 【Joker Poker】 with various things that seemed meaningful but whose meaning was unclear.

Such as weeds on the ground, cracks in tree trunks, plastic tracks, bathroom signs, etc.

The main theme was to take photos of whatever came to mind.

Then Zhai Da gave Lu Siwen dozens of "Retarded Bar" copy he had written in his spare time in class.

Lu Siwen looked at the new notebook:

"Some people can't see the future; in fact, they have seen the future."

"They all say eat what you need to supplement what you need, so eating bitterness won't make you a superior person, but eating people can."

"Mountains are waves with extremely slow undulations in geological time, and wrinkles are ripples produced when time blows over the body."

"Walking in a rainstorm, the umbrella is a boat rowing backward in the sky."

"When a person realizes that he only has one life, then his second life begins."

"Caffeine comes from the coffee fruit, and caffeine is the fruit, the coffee fruit is the cause."

There was a feeling of not knowing why it was awesome, knowing it was even more awesome, after being awesome not knowing, and not knowing why it was awesome.

She looked at Zhai Da in shock... besides literary talent, Student Zhai actually had philosophical thoughts!!

This girl, who was easily excited by literary talent, had stars in her eyes.

In the corner of the school playground, because they missed the cafeteria meal time due to taking photos, the two sat under the horizontal bar.

Not very close, about half a meter apart.

Lu Siwen held Zhai Da's notebook, while Zhai Da held Lu Siwen's lunch box.

Today Lu Siwen brought smoked chicken breast salad, the amount wasn't very large, and the two of them barely filled their stomachs by sharing it.

He was responsible for eating the smoked chicken breast, and Lu Siwen was responsible for eating the salad.

In fact, from Lu Siwen's lunch box, one could see that their family was relatively "Western-worshipping"; sandwiches, salads... at such a young age, she was eating "white people food" in the county.

No wonder a young lady was secretly eating lamp-shadow beef.

With such a family and good conditions, it was perfectly normal to choose to go abroad.

I don't know how long this cooperative relationship between the two can last.

Zhai Da clapped his hands: "Post one every other day, just text plus photos; it shouldn't take up too much of your time."

Lu Siwen nodded: "I will! And the contract, I'll have them mail it directly to your house; give me an address."

Zhai Da still had a conscience; he left a piece of chicken breast in the lunch box and handed it to Lu Siwen.

Lu Siwen took the lunch box that only had vegetable leaves left and ate absentmindedly with her little fork.

By the way, Zhai Da didn't use a fork just now; it was too ambiguous.

He chose to use his hands directly.

Lu Siwen suddenly said: "Student Zhai, do you think one day, I can write words as good as yours?"

Zhai Da thought for a moment and said:

"Writing is something that depends most on talent, then on accumulation, and finally on technique. It's actually quite difficult to write good things; our country has such a high literacy rate, and we haven't seen a fountain-like appearance of writers."

He thought of the two "notebook-type equipment" he had recently obtained; whether it was Lu Wei or his grandfather, they both had corresponding talents recognized by the system.

And relatively speaking, Lu Siwen's Tiffany blue notebook was just a notebook.

Even if the other party wrote very carefully and seriously.

Did it mean that Lu Siwen actually didn't have outstanding talent in writing?

"If you read more, write more, and study more, you'll eventually have a chance. What books do you usually read?"

"Read a little of everything."

"Recently?"

"Yu Hua..."

"Don't read Yu Hua, read Shi Tiesheng; compared to scar literature, Shi Tiesheng's words have more vitality and are better. By the way, absolutely, absolutely don't read Mo Sang's books."

"Why?"

"Too dirty."