Chapter 12 Poetry and novel linkage, Yang Cai'e is not a vase!
This month.
It's not that Zhao Cheng has never been to the bookstore, and he also wanted to go there and meet Yang Cai'e, but every time he went there, Yang Cai'e kept the doors and windows closed.
As a newbie in the industry, Zhao Cheng was afraid of disturbing her state, so he suppressed his desire to see her.
But every night I miss you, and my tired body wakes up...
Zhao Cheng realized that he liked Yang Cai'e very much.
when thinking of someone,
The reaction produced by the body is the most real.
The mind is complex and the body is honest.
No one can fool themselves!
Zhao Cheng has decided to marry Yang Cai'e when the old man comes back!
It also saves him and my mother the urge to get married!
Although I have been staying in Yanchuan City for the past five years, it is not possible to see all the women in Yanchuan City in five years. It is not easy to meet a woman with an aesthetic point of view, so I cannot let it go!
Yang Cai'e didn't know that Zhao Cheng glanced at her, with so many thoughts popping up in her heart, she walked over and said with a smile: "Boss, long time no see."
Hearing the title of boss, Zhao Cheng smiled and said, "How about I let you be the boss's wife?"
Hearing this, Yang Cai'e didn't react at all, but Dong Hua became excited and said happily: "Master, you finally figured it out!"
"Sister, why are you still standing there? Just agree!"
Yang Cai'e smiled slightly and said: "Boss, don't be ridiculous. How could the Right Prime Minister's Mansion want a loser as a wife!"
"Still holding grudges!" Zhao Cheng licked his face and said with a smile, "That's for work!"
"Then don't talk about anything else. I'm here just for work today."
"Oh? What's going on in the bookstore?" When he mentioned work, Zhao Cheng immediately became serious and led Yang Cai'e to the fish-watching pavilion in the front yard, signaling Dong Hua to make tea.
Yang Cai'e said: "The bookstore receives many letters from readers every day. I have briefly read some in the past two days and saw that readers have a strong love for writers. As long as they like a writer, they will find all his works to read.
.I would like to ask my boss, is the content of the work more important, or is the reputation of the writer more important?"
"Both are important."
Zhao Cheng patiently replied: "Content is king. The truly popular works may be by famous writers, but they must have good content. But the wine is also afraid of the alley. No matter how good the works of new writers are, it is not easy for others to
You see, so having well-known writers paired with really good content and complementing each other is the key to creating good works.”
"That means that the boss approves of the writer's promotion of popularity?"
"certainly."
"Then why hasn't the bookstore made...any plans related to improving the reputation of the writer?"
Yang Cai'e stared closely into Zhao Cheng's eyes and continued: "Is it because of the coder model of the bookstore... that the boss is worried that the writer will leave the bookstore to work alone if he has a reputation?"
"Sister..." Dong Hua's hand when pouring tea stiffened, and he touched Yang Cai'e with his elbow.
"Let her speak." Zhao Cheng pressed his hands.
Yang Cai'e said: "I don't mean to say this to be against you, I just think that if possible, while the bookstore is serializing works, it should also work hard to increase the popularity of the writer. Once the popularity of the writer increases, future works will be more
It’s easy to sell, and…”
"And what?"
"Boss, you have other businesses. You can use your reputation as a writer to promote your other businesses."
Zhao Cheng's eyes lit up, and he looked at Yang Cai'e with a hint of surprise.
This Yang Cai'e is really not a vase.
What an avant-garde idea!
In just one month, she became familiar with the working methods of the bookstore, and the quality of the manuscripts she wrote was usable and the speed could keep up. Now she came up with such advanced ideas, which made Zhao Cheng admire her with admiration.
Zhao Cheng stood up, put his hands behind his hands and went to the pavilion to look at the swarms of fish on the lake, and said: "I am not worried at all about writers who have become famous and go out to work alone. First of all, whether they can write well after they go out is a big problem."
"In the bookstore, I told them the story, and while I was creating it, someone would proofread the manuscript in time to prevent them from losing track of the direction and writing the text in a wrong way."
"They may not be able to write well without me."
At this time, a fish on the lake left the school of fish and suddenly ran around like a headless fly.
"It has been three years since the bookstore was established. It's not that no one has passed through it, but no one can write it on their own."
Zhao Cheng turned around, sat down on the fence, and said, "But... I support your idea, but do you have a good idea? If so, we can try it."
"I think of one thing, but I don't know if they have this ability." Yang Cai'e said immediately.
Zhao Cheng didn't expect that Yang Cai'e could really do anything, so he couldn't help but take a higher look at her.
Most people in this world only ask questions but do not have solutions.
Those who can raise problems and come up with solutions are the boss's favorite people.
"You can let them compose poems and lyrics, run it through the bookstore, and distribute these poems along with the novels. Your brothel is also a good way to disseminate poems."
"There are still too few people who are accustomed to reading novels. Many people don't even have enough to eat, so how can they be willing to spend money to buy and rent books? But poetry is different. As long as it is catchy, even illiterate people can memorize it."
"This is just a matter of class. In terms of geography, the novels in bookstores are also limited at present. There are still many readers around Yanchuan, but when it comes to Changsui, the western capital, there are actually very few."
"So why don't we use poetry to give writers a reputation?"
"As long as the poem is good enough, the writer's reputation can quickly rise!"
Hearing this, a thunderbolt flashed through Zhao Cheng's mind!
It wasn't because Yang Cai'e mentioned the concept of poetry. Zhao Cheng had thought of this when he first traveled through time, but he didn't want to become famous by copying poems like other time travellers.
Moreover... his father's embarrassing situation in the court also prevented him from allowing himself to be too ostentatious.
Since he didn't want fame and couldn't make any money, Zhao Cheng naturally gave up on poetry.
Only later did I think of serializing novels, and I was hiding behind the scenes to make money.
But what Yang Cai'e said is right. This era is completely different from Zhao Cheng's previous life. Although it is not a war, there are still too many poor people. It is not that there is a lack of entertainment methods, but that most people simply cannot afford it.
!
And this poem, even in this parallel world, has been popular for thousands of years since ancient times.
This is something that ordinary people can accept!
While working in the fields with a hoe, you can also shout out a few poems to encourage yourself!!
The author who writes a classic poem is more famous than the author who writes a lifetime of books under Zhao Cheng.
That's why Zhao Cheng was so shocked, because Yang Cai'e's words opened up his mind.
Poetry and novel linkage!
It can be expected that Daxia Jin composed an earth-shattering quatrain, Mr. Pu composed a lyric and music that made people cry, and they——
They are all writing novels!
This novel is still in serial form!
In this way, the bookstore's works will become more well-known with the blessing of the author's popularity!
Zhao Cheng became excited, looked at Yang Cai'e with shining eyes, nodded and said: "Cai'e, this is a wonderful idea!!"