Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 107 - 106 The First Batch of Users

Because just a few days ago, the grassroots writers on the website had just received the charitable subsidy.

This made them sit in front of their computers with gratitude, vowing to return the favor to the website with more diligent updates.

When they grew tired from writing, they would open their email to check the subsidy notification.

Then, they immediately felt rejuvenated.

While alternating between writing and giddily looking at the email notifications,

these writers received a new email from the website.

Upon opening it, they discovered that the site was encouraging everyone to register a Twitter account for both themselves and their works.

They looked at the instructions with confusion, then had a sudden realization.

It turned out that this was because the homepage of the website had limited space.

The site wanted to use this thing called Twitter to create an additional promotional channel for their works.

Those who had just received US dollars sighed, "wangwen.com is truly a beacon for literature enthusiasts."

They followed the email’s guide and tried to operate it.

A few days later, in the website’s office building,

Wang Jian was sitting behind his desk, listening to Dorsey’s work report.

"Wang, the work of integrating Twitter with our website is proceeding very smoothly. The majority of our writers have already registered accounts,"

"And since most of the content on our website is text," Dorsey sat down on a chair he found,

"Due to technical limitations, for the foreseeable future, the majority of content on Twitter will also be text."

"So, it won’t put too much pressure on our lovely new server."

Wang Jian nodded, picked up the mouse, and clicked on the Twitter account Dorsey had registered for him.

The crude interface already had commenters below, indeed, all in text.

"Wang? Can you see this? Update quickly!"

"Requesting an update, I registered this account just to urge you!"...

He pursed his lips, pretending not to see the comments, and calmly closed the webpage.

Then, he wondered: What’s the difference between this and the book review section?

"By the way, these are currently the most active accounts." Dorsey handed over a document.

Wang Jian took it, glanced casually, and immediately furrowed his brow.

The document listed, among the top rankings: Sarah, "Prison Break," and the related actors of "Prison Break." ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Next was a story called "The Tale of Ugly Betty in the Fashion World."

At this moment, Dorsey was closely watching Wang Jian’s expression.

Seeing Wang Jian furrow his brow,

Dorsey shrugged his shoulders, came over to the computer, and did some operations.

"This...may not be quite what we expected," he said to Wang Jian with a wry smile.

Wang Jian raised his head in confusion and looked at the computer screen.

He saw that in the account of the most popular novel "Prison Break," there were no comments discussing the plot.

Instead, the comments were mostly nonsensical.

"After reading the novel, I compared my boyfriend with the Prison Warden and the Vice Prison Warden, and he just couldn’t be worse! So, I decisively chose to break up."

"Same here, the men in the book are so wealthy and they adore the female protagonist so much. Then looking at my real-life boyfriend, he’s both poor and lazy! Ugh, breaking up right away!"

"After reading the novel, I immediately called my dad. I told him I would work hard! His daughter will surely marry a rich man."

"Most men are just disgustingly terrible, but sisters, we can’t lower our standards for choosing a partner!"

Wang Jian looked up in astonishment, "What’s going on here?"

"Uh..." Dorsey awkwardly averted his gaze, "They claim to be ’feminists,’ treating the comment section like a base..."

"This, I did not expect either!"

Wang Jian took a sip of his strong tea to steady himself.

Then, he clicked into the account for "Ugly Betty."

"Cross-dressing salute, time for the LGBT community to stand up!"

"We have to make this place a base, calling for more of our kin to gather together and make our voices heard."

"I’m in New York, anyone want to meet up?"

This...

Wang Jian’s hand trembled as he lifted his teacup, trying to calm himself again.

But this time, he truly couldn’t manage it!

"Should we notify the technicians to lock down these two accounts?" Dorsey muttered, his gaze wandering.

"Uh..." Wang Jian hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Have the payment rates for these two works increased?"

"Yes!" Dorsey’s voice was much firmer this time, "The number of paying customers and the payment rates have increased significantly!"

"It’s safe to say, these works are the most benefited!"

Hearing this, Wang Jian pulled out a Franklin from his pocket and examined it closely.

"Then let’s find some hackers to go into forums where these communities gather and draw these people over."

"US dollars from anywhere are still US dollars, right?"

"But most hackers are men," Dorsey hesitated, "This operation could be difficult!"

Wang Jian stood up, stuffed the US dollar into Dorsey’s hand, "Then... just raise the price a little?"

Dorsey looked at the US dollar in his hand, then back at Wang Jian.

"If push comes to shove, I’ll take the website staff there myself!"

Hearing this, Wang Jian nodded in satisfaction.

Meanwhile, in Los Angeles, within the Producer Association,

The representatives of the Producer Association, representing the interests of the investors, were holding a closed-door meeting.

"Every year it’s the same old story, what does the Screenwriters Association actually want to do?"

"No worries, we’ve already settled things with the Director Association and Actors Association, they won’t be able to stir up much trouble this time."

"Of course, you movie companies aren’t afraid," the representative of the TV series production companies said, nearly choking with irritation at the nonchalant expressions of the movie company representatives,

"You all have a pile of scripts in reserve, but if we handle this poorly, we are going to have gaps in our schedule!"

"Whose fault is it for not stockpiling scripts?" scoffed the representative from Disney.

"Nonsense. We film as we broadcast, and if the ratings aren’t satisfactory, the show gets cut. How can we stockpile scripts?"

"What? Do you plan to collude with the Editors Association in private? Every time the screenwriters strike, it’s the TV show producers who come to a compromise."

"If it carries on like this, we might as well split the Producer Association into the East and West Coast!" said a dissatisfied representative from Warner Movie.

"Well, what do you propose we do?" another TV series producer questioned.

"Adaptations," Disney shrugged, "Classics, biographies, fairy tales, they’re all fair game!"

"Not all screenwriters have joined the Screenwriters Association. Joining it costs money."

"With an overall story framework in place, it’s easy to find a few junior screenwriters to adapt into a script."

"Not having to completely structure a story lowers the demands for the screenwriters’ skill level by a lot!"

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