Chapter 57 Qiao Yu's Short Story

["Xi Muzhen" is changed to "Xi Muhan", "Yan Yu" is changed to "Yan Fei", hope everyone knows]

Seeing the zombie face entering the editorial office, everyone in the room stopped what they were doing and looked at him intently.

The editor-in-chief also stood up involuntarily.

The editorial department is only the "selector" of the content. It is up to the editorial department to consider which comics can be published as separate volumes. However, the number of copies to be published in the first edition, as well as the number of subsequent printings and sales are all handled by the sales department.

Take Shen Xin's book signing as an example, the editorial department proposed its own needs, and the specific implementation was carried out by the sales department.

It's just that very few people can get this kind of treatment. From this point of view, "Y's" has indeed been recognized by the magazine.

"How many copies have been sold now?" the editor-in-chief asked impatiently after Zombie's face entered a little.

"The market has digested 70%, and the manager asked me to inform everyone that "Y's" will be reprinted for another 50,000 copies." Zombie Face said.

A 70% sell-through rate is not common, because books have to go through the process of printing, shipping, etc., which takes a certain amount of time to prepare. Therefore, under normal circumstances, when about 50% of the single volume is sold, it is necessary to prepare for reprinting to avoid a blank period in the middle.

The sales department didn't expect the magazine to sell out so fast. When it came back, nearly 70% of the magazine had been sold.

"Eh? So fast?" Yan Fei was surprised.

"No way, this time not only the sales in Yunhai City are relatively high, but the bookstores outside Yunhai City also have good sales." Zombie Face said.

The editor-in-chief clapped his hands excitedly, "Tonight, I'm treating guests to a tavern for a drink."

Comics that will be reprinted in three days rarely appear in the history of "New World".

"The editor-in-chief is wise!"

"I'm not getting drunk today."

"By the way, why don't you call Teacher Shen?"

The editor-in-chief also looked at Yan Fei.

"May I ask? But it's unlikely. New Year's Day is coming soon. Teacher Shen may also want to draw more manuscripts and take a day off."

"It's also... um... the manuscript fee, the contract will be signed soon, right? Both the contract fee and the manuscript fee will increase." The editor-in-chief said excitedly.

"Oh... well, okay, if there's no problem, I'll finalize the matter with him today." Yan Fei said hastily.

"By the way, there is also the matter of desk calendars. From the current point of view, readers seem to have a relatively high demand for this aspect." The editor-in-chief remembered this matter again.

"Well, the production has already started, the first batch of 5,000 copies. We don't have much experience in making peripheral products, so it's better to be conservative."

"That's fine. After all, the next issue of the magazine will give away a simple desk calendar, which may make some people change their minds."

The editor-in-chief nodded repeatedly. The desk calendar is not a rigid need. Maybe with the free desk calendar, fewer people would need a desk calendar like "Y's". Anyway, the purpose of the hype has been achieved, even if the sales volume is mediocre, it doesn't matter.

Yan Fei opened her mouth slightly, but she nodded helplessly when she thought of the difficulties in the sales department.

From her point of view, the production of 5,000 copies is indeed too little, because the readers of the single book and the readers of the magazine are not the same. But the income of cartoonists is mainly in royalties, not peripherals. Even if there are a few thousand copies missing, it is not a big problem.

Of course, the most important reason is that she does not have the right to negotiate terms with the sales department, and the only editor-in-chief with the right—Yan Fei glanced at the little fat man talking with the zombie face—still seemed to be in a hurry when communicating with other departments. Too weak.

Yan Fei left the office and made a phone call with Shen Xin.

After the release of the booklet, Shen Xin was also very busy. The accumulated manuscripts had to be completed by working overtime. Regarding the invitation from Yan Fei and the editorial department, Shen Xin only asked one question.

"Can I miss the next issue?" Shen Xin asked.

"Impossible, "Y's" is a big seller. You should try your best to work harder at this time! Lack of issues, this is a privilege that only old cartoonists enjoy." Yan Fei retorted.

Who said that? Middle-aged cartoonists are also fine, such as... a certain old thief.

"In the evening, I'll go to your house to find you, discuss the contract, and talk about the review of short magazines by the way."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Fei returned to the editorial department.

Zombie Face had left, and the atmosphere in the entire editorial department was completely different, mainly because he no longer had to worry about the anger of the editor-in-chief.

The editor-in-chief called Yan Fei out alone and re-finalized Shen Xin's contract.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Yan Fei knocked on Shen Xin's door with the finalized contract and short comics that needed to be reviewed.

It was Xi Muhan who opened the door.

Seeing the little girl, Yan Fei was taken aback.

"Today is Friday?"

"No, I have an exam tomorrow and rest tonight." Xi Muhan obediently took the cake from Yan Fei's hand, "Sister Yan, why are you still buying cake?"

"The first volume of the new book "Y's" will be republished soon, of course congratulations in advance, from now on, you will be a little rich woman." Yan Fei pinched Xi Muhan's little nose.

"With brother Xin by my side, I have never been wronged?" Xi Muhan wrinkled his nose, "Give me that stack of documents too?"

"This is a short cartoon that needs to be reviewed by Mr. Shen. If it is very heavy, I won't give it to you."

At this time, Shen Xin also came out of the studio.

"Congratulations, the reprint is out." Yan Fei smiled.

"It's also thanks to Sister Yan." Shen Xin also smiled.

"Let's get down to business first." After sitting down, Yan Fei took out a document, "This is the contract for next year, and the editor-in-chief deliberately asked me to hand it over to you. Starting from January 1, a single chapter drawing is 400 yuan a piece." Zhang, coloring page 600, the contract fee increased by 10%. I originally wanted him to increase the royalties, but the editor-in-chief said that he had better get the newcomer award so that he could mention the royalties to the president. It's exactly the same as the last one."

Shen Xin roughly read it and found that it was indeed the same as the previous one, so she signed it.

"Next, it's the short story competition." Yan Fei put away the contract, "Let me tell you something bad first, Qiao Yu's short story is not very good. Has he approached you?"

"Well, I've read his manuscript, and I don't think it's suitable for publication in juvenile magazines." Shen Xin nodded.

Qiao Yu's cartoon is a dark fairy tale, telling a story about a group of dwarves who often pretend to be injured, trick passersby on the side of the road into a hut deep in the forest, and commit murder. There is even a description of two brothers and sisters trapped in a cave, wielding knives at each other, and only one survives. Although the ending of the story is that the hunter hunted the dwarves and justice was done, the content of the story is too dark.

Therefore, Shen Xin suggested that Qiao Yu change her name a little bit.

However, Qiao Yu believed that this story was a warning to the world not to believe other people's words as truth, and it was deeply instructive.

That meeting was like breaking up on bad terms.

"He handed over the manuscript to me." Yan Fei sighed.

"He passed my brother?" Xi Muhan asked in surprise.

"It's not too much, is it? The normal procedure should be handed over to the editor first, and then handed over to me. I have reservations about this story, right? I'm not sure whether it can be popular."

As long as comics are interesting, people will read them. The content of the story is not very friendly to middle and high school students, at least the part about siblings' choice of life and death should be cut out.

It is not uncommon for magazine editors to be wrong, so Shen Xin can't guarantee that she will not be wrong.

After all, it is not one or two people who determine the success or failure of a work, but the readers.

"How about this? Don't interfere with his manuscript. I will discuss it with him in detail. If it is qualified, I will tacitly accept your agreement and submit it to the editor-in-chief directly. If it is not qualified, I will also tell him clearly." Yan Yan Fei was a little confused.

Shen Xin nodded.

Yan Fei's intention was obvious. She didn't want Shen Xin to be a villain, but asked the magazine to reject Qiao Yu.

"In this case, I only have one condition, I hope you don't provoke him when you tell him about it." Shen Xin said.

The assistant and "Y's" have already got used to it. If Qiao Yu gets hit and makes some outrageous moves, he will also have a headache.

"Don't worry, I know what to do." Yan Fei nodded slightly.