Supreme Grandpa

Yang Haodong looked around at the Yang Family, with a touch of embarrassment on his face. Although he was quite popular, writing novels on the Internet always made him feel ashamed of seeing people.

However, he didn't dare to ignore Yang Song's question. After all, he still had to count on Yang Song for the follow-up outline.

"Dad, now my novel is very popular. I check it every day. There are many people who support me, and the number of words is almost one million," Yang Haodong said.

"That's horrifying!"

In the crowd, Yang Mingfei raised his hand to speak, "Grandpa, I also read my father's book every day. The ranking and quality of that book are absolutely terrifying. No one's book is more powerful than my father's on the entire website."

Yang Mingfei talked excitedly.

Now, besides studying chess by himself, he liked to chase this novel that his father wrote. He was a loyal fan of that book now.

"A lot of people give rewards every day. And in the book review area, I even saw an unnamed strong expert who claims to be a Grandmaster. That person said if my dad doesn't update it on time every day, he will definitely find my father's address and offer a free lesson."

"Little Fei..." Yang Haodong frowned.

"Haha, it's okay. Mingfei, you continue to say," Yang Song laughed. Yang Ming Fei said more interestingly than Yang Haodong. He didn't expect that there was a Grandmaster paying attention to this book, which was definitely a good thing.

If that Grandmaster was obsessed with Yang Haodong's novel… then maybe Yang Song could urge Yang Haodong to get in touch with the other party. After that, the family ranking would soar, right?

Yang Mingfei continued to say, "That Grandmaster also said that if my dad updates too slowly and makes him look uncomfortable, he will find my dad at that time and kidnap my dad. If he doesn't write enough 100,000 characters every day, he won't release my dad and won't give him anything to eat!"

Several black lines appeared on Yang Haodong's forehead, "How can he be a Grandmaster! Maybe that person is a pretender."

"The possibility is still great. After all, who would dare to pretend to be a Grandmaster on the Internet? Is this not looking for death? Dad, there are too many readers reading your novels, many of them are martial artists, and many of them are powerful too."

With the support of his grandpa, Yang Mingfei was not afraid of Yang Haodong at all.

And what he said was really true.

"So, father, my identity cannot be made public. If it is made public, my life might be in danger," fearing that Yang Mingfei would continue speaking, Yang Haodong hurriedly butted in.

Yang Song didn't force it, but he narrowed his eyes, "If you don't plan to make it public, I have another solution."

"Another solution?" Yang Haodong raised his head. These days, he saw countless threats that were sent by readers, so it must be false to say that he was not scared.

In this era, it was not so peaceful.

Warriors were everywhere, the strong were respected, so violent reminders and blackmails were all very common things!

Yang Song nodded, "I also checked it last night. You haven't signed a contract for this novel, right?"

"Yeah, Dad! I have been unable to contact the editor," Yang Haodong lied with a straight face. That editor had been contacting him every hour, but that guy was too rude, so he deliberately refused to sign the contract.

Yang Song nodded in understanding, "If you don't sign the contract, the copyright is yours. You can post it wherever you want."

"Since we will implement family management in the future, I think after two days, our Yang Family can open a novel website by ourselves. Anyway, the cost is not much. You post the novel on your home website, so no one knows about you. You can also sign your own contract. The most important thing is that the income generated is your own, and the reputation of the Yang Family will also increase."

Yang Haodong's eyes lit up, "This method is really not bad. I heard that some websites treat the author as a slave. If we open a website by ourselves, there will be less trouble. Among ordinary people, there are many programmers and it's not expensive to hire them. I'll manage it when I go back."

"At that time, if you don't understand, you can also ask me. In this regard, I still have some experience," Yang Song said lightly. He had great confidence in the direction of online novels.

Yang Haodong: "I have a question, dad. The current novel websites all have a big reader and author base, and they also have many books to show. But I only have one book to put on display. Is this suitable? I think we must at least have a few more books."

"This is simple. Haven't Huang Shi, Zhou Tong, and others written martial arts novels before? The electronic copyright is in their hands. Just let them post it on the website," Yang Song said casually.

Yang Haodong: "That's still too few."

Yang Song: "That's just the first step. In the second step, after you go back, you can go to some schools in Tong City to set up an online literature interest creation training class. After it is done, I will be responsible for the review of the students who enter the class. In this way, we can cultivate the author ourselves. Not to mention I have a lot of ideas for the novel myself. How easy it is..."

With the Eyes of Insight, he could see who had a good talent for writing novels.

If he implemented the targeted training strategy and shoved up his creative ideas, wouldn't his own novel website be popular by then?

Yang Haodong was taken aback and asked with a weird face, "Father, are you planning to mass-produce authors?"

"That's right! However, we must do it carefully. Now, the country is also cultivating various professions to solve the employment problem of ordinary people who cannot practice martial arts. By doing this, it can be regarded as a way for the development of the country, and it is worth it," Yang Song said with a serious face.

Yang Haodong's eyes brightened, "I don't have any other questions. I feel very reliable after hearing what you said. I plan to form a team to take charge of this matter."

...

Next, Yang Song took a look at the younger generations of the Yang Family.

He was about to deploy the new system to control the family soon, therefore, he had to give all instructions for each person's different talents to ensure that everyone would not be buried.

Three hours later.

The younger generations of the Yang Family had already dispersed. Although Yang Song didn't say much today, the amount of information was very large. It was related to the future of the Yang Family, so they had to go back and digest them carefully.

Everyone was almost gone, but Yang Mei'er and Yang Mingfei stayed.

Upon seeing this, Yang Song asked curiously, "Aren't you two going home?"

Yang Mei'er walked to Yang Song with a bag on her back as she said, "Grandpa, I have probably figured out the techniques you mentioned last time, but some parts are not perfect yet, so I want to ask you."

"So fast?" Yang Song was a little surprised. She had completed it in just a few days?

Yang Mingfei didn't speak. He planned to wait for Yang Mei'er's affairs to be done before talking about his own.

Yang Mei'er: "It's not bad. I've been working hard on it for a few days now! Don't forget Great Energy Pill by then, grandpa."

This girl was still thinking about Great Energy Pill!

"Show it to grandpa first," Yang Song said. Creating a martial arts technique was an extremely complicated and troublesome thing. He didn't know if this little girl could do it or she was just talking nonsense.

Some martial arts experts had to spend their entire life studying a technique before they could create one.

If Yang Mei'er really created a beast martial arts technique, it would definitely be a miracle among miracles.

"Okay!"

Yang Mei'er carefully took out a small notebook from her bag and handed it to Yang Song.

After receiving the book, Yang Song turned to the first page.

In his heart, he didn't quite believe that Yang Mei'er would have any excellent creations. But after seeing the above, his eyes lit up instantly.

"Mei'er, how did you think of this?" Yang Song was stunned.

The things in this book, to a certain extent, directly refreshed his concept.

Under normal circumstances, the techniques suitable for humans to practice were expressed through text-based methods. Occasionally, some key points were added with human movement patterns for demonstration.

However, the technique Yang Mei'er took out completely broke this rule!