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Han Mo knew that the ratings of the TV series were very high, but he didn't know how popular this TV series was.

In just one day, The Legend of Zhen Huan has become popular all over the country. You can hear the Legend of Zhen Huan in the small shops at the end of the street, and you can hear the Legend of Zhen Huan in the after-dinner chats. On the Internet, the most prominent places in the newspapers are all reports about the Legend of Zhen Huan. .

It seems that if you don't talk about the content of this TV series in the chat this day, it will be very outdated. If you don't write any news about this TV in the entertainment news, no one pays attention at all.

Before the broadcast, there are other TV dramas of the same period that want to gain popularity. Please invite the water army to take the opportunity to suppress the Legend of Zhen Huan, but all this is like what Han Mo said before, there is no need to make any response, don't pay attention, after the TV series is really broadcast The ratings will directly give a loud slap in the face to a group of people with ulterior motives headed by the legend of Hongfei.

When Han Mo got home, the little guy ran into his small room with a pillow printed with his mother's q-version pattern. Han Mo looked at the back of the child running into the house excitedly, and shook his head with a smile.

"Son, you're here." Chen Yuehong walked out of the room holding a stack of books, with an uncontrollable smile on her face.

Han Mo reached out to pick up the book in his mother's hand, and Chen Yuehong ducked a little, "No, no, come, sit, let's sit down and talk."

Han Mo felt that his mother's expression was very strange, but he didn't know what his mother was going to do, so he sat down.

Chen Yuehong put a stack of notebooks on the coffee table, and then handed another one to Han Mo, "This is your Aunt Zhang, your Aunt Li, this is Mr. Chen's from the third building, this is Professor Hu, this is "

In the end, the stack of notebooks with different designs and designs that had been in front of Chen Yuehong was moved to another place, and all of them landed in front of Han Mo.

Han Mo looked at his mother suspiciously, "This is"

"I want you to sign." Chen Yuehong raised her eyebrows proudly.

Han Mo glanced at his mother in surprise, then at the notebook in front of him, frowning speechlessly.

"I will cook today's meal, and you will be responsible for signing. Don't leave a copy. I promise them." Chen Yuehong got up and walked to the kitchen. After two steps, she still asked her son, "Be serious, a copy Don't fall down."

Han Mo was a little helpless, and casually opened the top book.

Suddenly the phone rang, again with that familiar and unique ringtone.

"Little Momo.

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Han Mo didn't speak. Meng Si knew that he would not reply to this sentence, and said directly, "I got the latest news just now, what do you think is the ratings of Legend of the Red Concubine?"

Although Meng Si said that you can guess, but he knew that Han Mo would not try to guess the numbers one by one. He paused, gave himself a step, and said directly, "Yesterday they also broadcasted two episodes, and the ratings were only 2." Meng Si laughed out loud.

Han Mo guessed that the ratings of The Legend of the Red Concubine would not be high, because it was their mistake to choose to broadcast on the same day as The Legend of Zhen Huan. After reading the script in Zhang Liguo's hands, Han Mo was not at the same level as The Legend of Zhen Huan. The Legend of Zhen Huan may still get a piece of the pie. After all, the popularity was still there before, and with the subsequent deliberate hype, it wouldn't be too miserable, but they definitely couldn't blame others for choosing to kill themselves.

Meng Si continued, "Now Li Sheng is dragging his relationship around for publicity. It is estimated that the planning company run by the gods can't come up with a plan to revive the legend of Hongfei."

Han Mo smiled silently. What Meng Si said Thaksin, apart from shifting gears, there is no way to save the legend of the Red Concubine. If TV dramas with different themes hit the schedule and are broadcast at the same time, some people may still watch them. , after all, radishes and cabbage have their own preferences. Some people may be willing to watch criminal investigations, and some people may be willing to watch urban dramas.

However, two TV dramas with the same theme and high similarity, broadcast on the same schedule and on the same day, really focus on the plot, the acting skills of the actors, and the sophistication of the shooting.

Compared with The Legend of Zhen Huan, The Legend of Red Concubine is really a three-no product.

Han Mo hung up the phone. He didn't have any emotional fluctuations because of the low ratings of others. He was more troubled by so many books in front of him.

Han Mo frowned again and opened the first notebook.

At this time, the phone rang again, and an unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen. Han Mo answered the call, and a gentle woman's voice came from the receiver. From the voice, you could tell that the speaker should be around forty years old.

"Hello Mr. Han, I'm the editor-in-chief of Beidu Literature Publishing House. My surname is Huang. I got your number from Mr. Wang Lei." Huang Yulan said politely.

Han Mo said politely, "Hello, Ms. Huang."

"That's right, our publishing house wants to help you publish the work of Zhen Huan's Biography. I wonder if you are willing to adapt this TV series into a version besides the script?"

Han Mo thought for a moment, this TV series was a version in the previous world, and then it was adapted into a TV series. I didn't expect that this world turned out to be a TV series first and then published.

"Mr. Han, are you still listening?" Editor-in-chief Huang asked in a tentative new voice.

"Well, I'm here."

Maybe Han Mo was silent for a moment, and Huang Yulan thought he was thinking about money, and quickly added, "We can talk about the price."

In fact, Han Mo didn't think about these things. After all, he is not so short of money now. The TV series of Zhen Huan's biography will make him a lot of money. As for the future publication, Han Mo has a random mentality.

Han Mo thought for a while and answered briefly, "Okay."

Huang Yulan didn't expect Han Mo to agree so happily, and she didn't even ask about the price of the text copyright. To be honest, she also watched The Legend of Zhen Huan yesterday, and she was attracted by the plot as soon as she watched it. This work is sure to be very popular.

Beidu Literary Publishing House is a well-known old publishing house in the country. It used to be famous. However, with the rapid development of the Internet world, the audience of traditional media is getting smaller and smaller. Although they are still in a leading position compared with other publishing houses, they must Be prepared for danger in times of peace, and continue to launch good works.

Huang Yulan was excited when she thought that she would soon get the text copyright of Zhen Huan's Biography. She is not only the editor-in-chief of the publishing house, but also a loyal fan of Zhen Huan's biography.

"Mr. Han, our publishing house has a professional evaluation for each work to be published, and the publishing fee is very reasonable. Considering that your work is indeed somewhat different from other works we have published before, we give Your copyright fee is 20 million."

Han Mo was still a little surprised, this price is indeed quite high in the price of publishing literary works.

Han Mo didn't answer immediately, and Huang Yulan was a little flustered. She knew that she would definitely not be the only one who wanted the literary copyright of Zhen Huan's Biography. After thinking for a while, she said cruelly, "Mr. Han, our publishing house is really sincere. The maximum can only be 25 million, what do you think of this price?"

Han Mo was stunned again, he slapped his mouth and said, "Okay, I agree."

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