"Supplement?"
Kong Tianfang looked at Chen Luo with doubtful eyes: "Uncle Wan An, please elaborate."
Chen Luo nodded: "The so-called supplements are periodicals sold outside the normal period of Min Bao. The Confucius Institute Head can be understood as Enke outside the imperial examination."
"I see." After saying this, Kong Tianfang understood, and then asked, "What kind of regulations is this supplement? Can Wan Anbo plan it?"
Chen Luo said: "The rules of Daxuan Minbao remain unchanged, and it is still published every seven days. The supplement is published within these seven days, and it is not a fixed section."
"The content currently tentatively scheduled to be published is "Swordsman"."
"For example, if Min Bao publishes the third issue on the first day, then the fourth issue will be published on the next day, and the fifth issue will be published on the next day... and so on. It will be updated daily during the week."
"However, in order not to affect the circulation of "Min Bao", only five supplements will be issued during the six-day hiatus. No supplements will be issued the day before the next issue of "Min Bao" is sold!"
"So, what does the Confucius Institute think?"
Kong Tianfang felt happy in his heart. In this way, wouldn't there be six days of happiness in every seven days?
As for that difficult day, it passed quickly.
"How much does Wan Anbo plan to sell the supplement for?" Kong Tianfang restrained his joy and continued to ask.
"It's slightly lower than Min Bao's, three cents of silver per share. Still according to Min Bao's rules, I'm seven, the college is two, and Wenchang Pavilion is one."
"This..." Kong Tianfang frowned slightly. To be honest, the college's credits are also very valuable and can be exchanged for many good things. The sales volume of "Min Bao" is indeed high, but in fact the academy is actually losing money. Of course, the benefits to the academy from cooperating with the "Min Bao" far outweigh the sacrifices. For example, the contribution of enlightenment is hard to find, but Wan Anbo has to be owed a favor to him.
Scholars, money is nothing, friendship is worth a thousand pieces of gold!
Now that Wan Anbo is adding daily supplements, wouldn’t it be another great opportunity to give a favor?
It would be best to lure Wan Anbo to Zheliu Academy to become a full-time professor!
There is no need for him to teach anything. As long as he provides Zheliu with a Yawen story, the student will be able to take a big lead in the competition with those old rivals.
Not to mention that Chen Luo now has the title of a master of both poetry and music.
It must be done!
Kong Tianfang took a deep breath, showed off his superb acting skills when he was complaining in Wenchang Pavilion and asking for funds, and said: "Wan Anbo, I call you my little friend. This week's hair is getting better every day, so your investment will increase." Several times!"
"Students naturally don't ask for anything in return, but there is some criticism in Wenchang Pavilion about this matter."
"Of course, I, Zheliu Academy, have nothing to fear from rumors. As long as you, little friend..."
Chen Luo scratched his head: "Are you having difficulty? Forget it...I'll ask Fourth Senior Brother to summon the members of my Bamboo Forest lineage..."
"No problem!" Kong Tianfang was shocked and blurted out.
Damn it, there is actually a lineage of Bamboo Forest behind him, and the fourth man of Bamboo Forest is right next to him.
He must know everything about shearing wool!
Kong Tianfang's thoughts changed, and he smiled quickly: "My college has naturally benefited a lot from Chen Xiaoyou's article. I have been thinking about "The Swordsman" so much. If you want to publish this article every day, I won't even have time to be happy. How can there be difficulties... "
"I will go back and summon the other heads of the academy to tell them the good news."
"I think we must be very happy and celebrate..."
"It's just that the task of copying the supplement must still be undertaken by our eight major academies in Beijing."
"We are working on something, Wan Anbo, please don't worry!"
Kong Tianfang almost used the "one breath" technique to say these words in one breath.
Chen Luo: Humph, let you gather the wool.
My sheep is awake!
…
"Good news, good news!" Unexpectedly, the newsboy team, which had always only appeared in the morning, was actually running in the streets and alleys of Zhongjing City at noon.
"Min Bao has issued a new supplement, featuring "Swordsman"!"
"You don't have to suffer the pain of lovesickness. You will vomit after reading a supplement!"
"First supplement, five updates!"
Clear sounds were sung throughout Zhongjing City. Some curious people called the newsboy and took a small page that looked like a draft newspaper from the boy's hand. On the small page, he saw the words written in eye-catching fonts——
"Min Bao sold 100,000 copies, and Wan Anbo vomited blood and gave it away!"
"The supplement will be sent out tomorrow, and the first issue will be serialized five times!"
"There are supplements every day, and the smile never stops!"
Following the detailed information about the supplement, the Confucian scholar grabbed the newsboy's hand: "Is this true?"
The newsboy nodded quickly: "Really!"
"Will it be sent tomorrow?"
"It will be sent tomorrow!"
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
The people were so happy that they took out a gold ingot from their arms, a full ten taels, and stuffed it into the hands of the newsboy: "I'll reward you..."
…
Zheliu Academy.
"What? Daily supplement?" Yang Houye's hand that was copying the copybook stopped in mid-air, looking at his excited classmates in disbelief.
"Yes, the news just came out. Wan Anbo is going to add a supplement to "Swordsman" on a daily basis. In addition, tomorrow's first supplement will be five chapters straight. Master asked me to call you. Today's task is heavy and everything needs to be done. Push it away.”
"really?"
"How could I lie to you about such a thing? Is there something big that you can't get out of?"
Yang Houye was stunned for a moment and suddenly smiled.
"Hahahahaha, what big thing can I do, nothing big except death... Hahahaha... Five chapters on the first day, serialized every day! It's so refreshing, so refreshing!"
Amidst the laughter, Yang Houye's body suddenly glowed with green light, and a huge mountain shadow flashed behind him, and then the sound of loud chanting came from the surrounding space.
The classmate rubbed his eyes: "Hou Ye? Are you...promoted to the Master Realm?"
Yang Houye smiled calmly: "I have already stood at the end of Chengshi Realm, but I have no choice but to see the fog in front of me. Today I heard such good news, my heart is happy, my thoughts are clear, the fog naturally disperses, and I can see the mountain of books!"
"A piece of good news from Wan Anbo, help me become a master! You should bow to me as my master!"
Yang Houye said, bowing deeply in the direction of the Earl's Mansion...
…
Beifeng Tower.
Nanyuan Xi and Sang Luo sat at the front, looking at the dense crowd of Mr. Shuowen below.
The number of people at this time had already been greatly increased by the last Beifeng Tower gathering.
"The supplement is a good thing. There are new chapters every day. Why are you so depressed?" Nan Yuanxi frowned and said.
Nowadays, Nanyuan Xi has an extraordinary status among Mr. Shuowen, and even Sang Luo is willing to be his deputy. As soon as he said this, the atmosphere in Beifeng Tower suddenly became a little darker.
After a while, a young Mr. Shuowen hesitated and said: "Mr. Nan, supplements are certainly a good thing. It is also a good thing for us to extend the time of the essay and break it down one at a time. But... I am worried..."
As soon as these words came out, everyone nodded.
The young gentleman seemed to be inspired and continued: "Wan Anbo is so talented and blessed by heaven that he can be our food and clothing parent. However, how many books can Wan Anbo write, such as "Swordsman"?"
"With such a supplement, "Swordsman" will be finished in just over a month. Then where will we go from here?"
Hearing the young gentleman's concerns, Nan Yuanxi looked at Sang Luo: "Sang Gong, please speak first."
Sang Luo nodded and said: "Your concerns are not unreasonable. Therefore, I have reached an agreement with Mr. Nan and will report to Wan Anbo for his approval to separate storytelling from Shuowen and establish a Storytelling Guild."
"Only when you join the Storytellers Guild can you comment on Wan Anbo's articles in public. Otherwise, you will be punished by heaven!"
"Since there is a guild, there are regulations. Tomorrow's supplement will be published five times in a row. Counting the first two issues, there will be a total of seven chapters. Everyone can choose the chapter of his own to disrupt the order of the story."
"Today Beifeng Tower is talking about the first episode, Zuiyue Tower is the third episode, and Qingfeng Tower is the fourth episode!"
"Let those who have never heard of it make their own choices, and let everyone have something to eat!"
"I am the best place in the world in Zhongjing. There are more than a million outsiders every day, and there is something new every day. How could I lose my place?"
"Even if there is only one book, we will study it separately and there will be differences. If you just want to follow the text, wouldn't you be living up to my uncle's good intentions! Don't forget that this is an elegant book, and it has the power of heaven. !”
Sang Luo's tone became more and more serious, but everyone's hearts became brighter and brighter when they heard it.
At this time, Nanyuan Xi coughed slightly, and then said: "What Mr. Sang said is good, but there is one more thing. I will say it for the first time and for the last time. Everyone, listen carefully."
"Who said Wan Anbo could only write one book, "The Swordsman"!"
…
The lanterns are on.
Now the news has spread all over Zhongjing City. Tomorrow's supplement will include five episodes of "Swordsman".
Some people had been squatting at various sales points of newspapers and newspapers early on. The City Patrol Department sent people to drive them away, but in the end they also squatted there and lined up.
Some people even sent servants to spread throughout the city and guard the corners where newsboys often appeared.
Five chapters in a row, how many wonderful things should be hidden in the book?
Who is the senior brother?
What happened to Lin Pingzhi in the end?
Five times, you should have an answer!
The entire Zhongjing City is holding its breath, waiting for tomorrow...
…
Earl's Palace.
Song Tuizhi spread out the paper and wrote: "Learn from my mentor——"
