The first floor was silent, and everyone could feel the anger hidden in Deputy Director Xu's tone.
In January, the ninth floor of Zhushan was proud and puffed up its chest in front of the entire White Deer Academy.
Because of Taibai's poem, the salary resources on the ninth floor have increased by 20% compared to before.
Just when it was time to make great achievements, he encountered repeated setbacks on a foreign affairs task.
If it is just digested internally, that's it. Now the Congwen Bureau that entrusted the task has lost its patience and wants to publicly delegate this foreign affairs task to Songyue Academy and Xiangshan Academy.
This is tantamount to giving your face to your opponent to beat.
I had great success in January, but in the blink of an eye I was slapped in the face, and no matter how good my temper was, I couldn't hold back.
"Is Congwen Bureau too harsh? It has been returned seven times in a row. It is better to just ask the master to take action."
"The key is that foreign affairs tasks of this level are not looked down upon by masters at all. What's more, masters cherish their reputation and will not take action easily."
"If we push this foreign affairs mission out, our Ninth Tower's face will be lost. We definitely can't push it out."
Everyone was talking a lot,
Li Changan sat in the corner and said nothing.
It was returned seven times in a row, but the people who made the move were all skilled craftsmen, and it probably really took a master to make the move.
He has poems in his hands now.
But the foreign affairs task of Congwen Bureau is more difficult to handle.
It is equivalent to a proposition composition, or writing a review.
Read a book and then write poems that fit the book.
The artistic conception of the poem must match the atmosphere of the storybook.
If the story is originally a sweet love story, I would write a poignant and sad farewell poem.
It doesn't matter how good the poem itself is.
The "Two Poems on Xintian Sheng Willow Branches" I have in my hands are good, but no one knows whether they are consistent with "Babble".
Xu Nian rubbed his temples and said,
"Congwen Bureau has raised the level of foreign affairs tasks, so the rewards have naturally increased a lot."
"I will send the first draft of "Babble" later. If anyone is inspired to write a poem, please give it to me directly."
"The deadline for Congwen Bureau is February 15th, and my deadline is before the tenth day of the lunar month at the latest. If it doesn't work out, I can only delegate this foreign affairs task to other brothers in Zhushan."
Everyone has a flash of inspiration sometimes.
Sometimes an apprentice can write a poem that even a master cannot figure out.
This kind of thing is not uncommon in the academy.
A living example is Taibai's "Climbing the Ninth Tower".
The new apprentice wrote a masterpiece that overturned dozens of masters.
So far, everyone's most direct impression of Taibai is that he suddenly has a wonderful skill and a sudden inspiration.
As for whether he can write a second poem comparable to "Ascending the Ninth Tower", no one has much confidence.
The same is true for Qin Xiuman and Xu Nian.
It's not that it's impossible, it's that it's too difficult.
Can't force it.
This is possible only when the right time, place and people come together.
Xu Nian could only cast a wide net at this time, hoping that with the wisdom of everyone on the Ninth Tower, one or two suitable poems might emerge.
If it really doesn't work, I can only delegate the task to other brothers.
If you lose your own face, you will lose it, but you cannot lose the academy's face as well.
Soon, the first draft of "Babble" flew down from the seventh floor and landed in front of everyone exactly.
Li Changan opened the book "Babble" in front of him.
Probably only a dozen or two hundred thousand words.
Soon the sound of turning pages could be heard on the first floor.
The lowest level among everyone present was at the ninth level. One eye and ten lines were all basic operations, so they could read very quickly.
"Babble" tells a sad love story.
The man and the woman have been childhood sweethearts and are in love with each other, and the woman has a deep love for the man.
The two got married successfully.
Then the man went out to wander around, leaving the woman alone at home waiting.
As a result, news came that the man had a new love.
The woman stayed at home alone and cried all day long, feeling deeply hurt.
After reading this ending, Li Changan only had two words left in his head, "Fight!"
How can such a book be sold?
A love story, what about those classic plots?
Even if there are no car accidents in this world, no, no, a carriage is still a car. Being hit by a carriage, being seriously ill, losing your memory... there are none of the classic love scenes.
In the end, it only tells the story of a heartless man who found a new love, but in the finale, the heartbroken man did not receive retribution, and only the infatuated man was left alone in the empty room, with a despairing heart.
Who can continue to read this kind of story that tortures people to the point of not wanting them?
How much sales do you want to achieve?
Are you kidding me?
As expected, discussions soon began to spread around.
"This is written in the script... well, it's hard to say."
"I guess most women like to read it? I heard that many young ladies like to read this kind of storybook."
"How to write a poem? Do you have an idea?"
"Anyway, it's just emotional sadness, crying, and so on. I also added tears. Is it possible that I can still write flowers?"
“It’s too restrictive and I feel like I can’t let go.”
…
As soon as Li Changan put down his script, Annan's voice came from the side, "Do you have any ideas?"
"It seems a little bit." Li Changan smacked his lips, "It's hard to say."
Annan punched him, and Li Changan was so frightened that he quickly ran away, "Brother An, why are you so irritable today?"
"I just feel like you deserve a beating. Forget it, I'll ask Brother Zhou to give you a good beating later." Annan threw the first draft of the storybook aside.
"People who watch "Bad Words" feel angry and aggrieved."
Li Changan understood. He felt unhappy after seeing this and took it out on him. "Brother An, calm down. When you go to the Jiaofang Division to find Miss Caiyi later, the depression in your heart will definitely disappear."
"Let's wait and see when you invite us to the Jiaofang Division." Annan patted Li Changan and said, "Seriously, are you inspired?"
"It's a little bit." Li Changan said conservatively.
In his eyes, the story in the script is just ordinary, but it is unexpectedly consistent with "Two Poems on Yangliu Branch by Xintian Sheng".
Li Changan is ready to be a steady hand.
At this time, Xu Nian said,
"The remuneration given by the Cong Bookstore is that once selected, there will be a writing fee of 500 taels. In addition, if the sales volume of "Ballam" reaches the first level, there will be an additional 10% bonus."
"What? Only five hundred taels? No wonder the master didn't take action. Is this the price after adding money?" Someone smiled and shook his head.
Li Changan thought he heard it wrong. Can the words trivial and five hundred taels be connected?
He quickly asked Annan next to him, "Brother An, how much remuneration did Deputy Director Xu just say?"
"Five hundred taels of silver, plus a 10% bonus for first-class sales."
These big business owners can’t even look down on five hundred taels. Do you know how many people can be fed by five hundred taels?
Li Changan quickly took out a pen and paper, "Brother An, how many copies does Cong Bookstore need to sell to be considered first-class?"
"All major bookstores are pretty much the same. Two million volumes is considered first-class."
Li Changan immediately started writing and whispered, "Suppose a book sells for 20 yuan, and two million copies are... 40 million yuan, which is 40,000 taels."
"The profit is calculated as 40%, which is sixteen thousand taels, 10% of sixteen thousand taels, one thousand six hundred taels."
"Add the first five hundred taels, the total is 2,110 taels."
Li Changan looked at the paper in his hand again and found that there was no mistake in the calculation.
In his opinion, it is almost impossible for this "Babble" to reach the first-class level, but even the five hundred taels of retouching fees are already a lot.
He took the order!
Li Changan, who was in a happy mood, did not notice at all that a dozen people nearby looked at him with strange expressions.