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Chapter 274 Merry Christmas

Achievements of the Thousand Alliances, achieved!

This is a major event worthy of being included in online literature and history. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the first person in twenty years.

After all, even Baimeng’s books are just a handful of books in Qichen.

Qianmeng is like a myth. How high popularity does it take to be based on it?

Just converting it to Chinese currency is an extremely expensive number, with a total value of more than one million.

In other words, the book "Crossing the Sky" has earned more than one million in rewards alone...

In the online literature industry, rewards have always been a small part of the income, and the largest proportion is subscription, so it is hard for outsiders to imagine how much the subscription of "Zhatian" earned.

Only He Xiao knows the data best.

His current average orders are over 210,000, which has long been breaking the record limit in the online literature industry.

Perhaps some laymen think that compared to the thousands of book friends, 210,000 is not much, but they don’t know how serious the piracy in China is.

This is something that has never been stopped. In less than a minute, He Xiao will be caught by a pirated merchant without spending a penny. It can be said that the existence of pirated copies has caused He Xiao to lose at least tens of millions of royalties.

But this is the case in the industry, and there is no way to do so. All authors in the industry hate piracy to the core, but they cannot change the status quo.

He Xiao has tens of millions of book fans, or even more, but the only ones who are willing to pay on the genuine website are only these 210,000.

And this is already a very remarkable achievement.

The order is 210,000 yuan, and 40,000 words are updated a day, and more than two million are added every day. If converted into Chinese currency, it is 200,000 yuan. Even after sharing the share with Qichen, there will be more than 100,000 yuan in revenue.

The income of more than 100,000 yuan per day, and the annual subscription fee exceeds 40 million yuan. This is just Qichen's main website, not other channels.

On the wireless channel, "Chatian" has even more results, reaching an average order of more than 200,000 yuan, with a daily income of more than 150,000 yuan. After the two channels are added together, it is an unimaginable number.

And this number will last very long. After the book "Cross the Sky", people will continue to subscribe. The income will be continuous. Even in a few years, they will have tens of millions of royalties.

So the online literature industry has a big cake, otherwise the Internet giant would not have spent billions to acquire Qichen. Once it reaches its peak, the income would be unimaginable.

He Xiao is not short of money anymore. He will always have money to make money in the next year.

The winter in Yanjing is not beautiful, it is dry and cold.

After He Xiao updated the chapter, he leaned against the window and drank a cup of hot water, planning to go downstairs to buy something to eat.

Today is the day of the 1000s and Christmas. There are lights and decorations outside, and Christmas trees are hung in the mall early.

Originally, He Xiao didn't want to celebrate a holiday abroad and was not interested in Christmas, but when he thought of himself wandering in Yanjing City alone, others could go home to party on this day, and he felt uncomfortable, so he decided to eat something good to him.

After driving downstairs, He Xiao started shopping in the nearby shopping mall.

I bought two sets of clothes and went to the supermarket to pick some fresh vegetables and ribs before I went home happily.

Today I made a great harvest of stews in Northeast China. I stewed pork ribs, beans, corn and potatoes into a pot. It was really fragrant and the meat was charming.

Zhang Xuran would naturally come to eat for free, but in fact, it cannot be said that he was a free for free, because He Xiao would bring out one of hers every time he cooked.

There is no way, He Xiao has no friends in the entire Yanjing City, and the only ones who are close to him are Zhang Xuran and Zhang Xuran are the same.

So when eating, I always think about the other person.

Zhang Xuran has a bad temper and a bad mouth, and always likes to attack people. This is to be friends. If she is lovers, He Xiao wants to break up with her in minutes.

At around six o'clock in the evening, the stew was ready.

He Xiao picked up a piece of beans when he opened the pot. They were salty and light, sweet and delicious. The beans were not raw or slurry, which was just right.

Just as I was about to serve the pot, a knock came from the door. Zhang Xuran went to open the door and saw two figures, one big and one small, wearing down jackets and red scarves, smiling and shouting happily: "Merry Christmas~"

"Boss He, happy holiday." The smaller figure jumped in, and wrinkled his nose after smelling the fragrance, and said in surprise: "Ah, are you cooking? I'm just hungry, isn't this a coincidence!"

"Wow, your nose is so good." He Xiao quipped and brought the dishes out, and smiled at the two guests.

The big figure is Lin Yunkai, and the small figure is Lin Yueming. The two of them live in Yanjing City and do nothing all day long. They come to He Xiao to walk around here every now and then.

Speaking of which, Lin Yunkai is still very cultural. His and Lin Yueming's name is taken from the ancient poem "When the clouds are clear, they see the moon bright", and He Xiao only found out later.

Lin Yunkai expressed support for He Xiaoshu's incident. After all, Yaoguang is powerful and he is out of date now and has no reputation in the industry. He can't help with that silent ban.

It can be said that Lin Yunkai had already struggled to bring He Xiao out and owed Wang Shi and the others a favor.

Of course, after He Xiao became famous, this favor no longer exists.

"How long will it take to complete the "Crossing the Sky"?" During the meal, Lao Lin and He Xiao cried out a cup and asked.

He Xiao calculated with his fingers and blinked: "In less than a million words, I can finish writing it in half a month."

"What about after writing it? Do you have any plans?"

"I didn't think it through."

He Xiao picked up a piece of rib for Lin Yueming, and the little girl ate it happily, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

Lin Yunkai smiled and said, "Actually, it's not a good thing to be a writer. There is a director in our circle. Isn't it just a writer? He can write scripts by himself, film movies by himself, and later he went to be a racing driver."

"Hey, no one else can do that." He Xiao waved his hand and took a bite of the rice himself.

Life after fading out of the circle is actually good, but over time, I always feel a little bit unimpressed. Lin Yunkai suggested that he be a writer, but he always feels uncomfortable and wants to go back to the stage to sing or film.

The meal was late, and after it was already past ten o'clock.

He Xiao packed up his dishes and played TV programs in the living room. It was also an adaptation of the latest costume drama. This author He Xiao also knew one of Qichen's few female platinum writers.

It is said that the copyright was sold for 20 million yuan, and a bunch of young actors were invited to star in the drama, while the supporting actors were veteran actors.

He didn't know how much copyright fee "Chatian" could sell, but He Xiao thought silently.

On TV, the starring actor walked in the mountains and forests with a strong and powerful look, following him a soldier with some official position, standing next to the starring actor with a serious look on his face.

"Young Master, go quickly, I'll cut off the rear!"

Suddenly, the protagonist was attacked, and the soldier shouted and rushed out, but before he could hold on for a few seconds, he was killed by the other party, and blood splattered in his face. Then the camera changed and his scene disappeared.

But He Xiao, who happened to see this scene, looked slightly stunned.

He knew that ordinary soldier, none other than Zhang Wei.

A year and a half have passed, and he is still pursuing his dreams in Hengdian. From the beginning of playing the dead, to now he can get one or two shots and lines, Zhang Wei is making progress little by little.

Seeing his old friend, He Xiao looked a little dazed. After a long time, he sighed.
Chapter completed!
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