Chapter 9: Starting from a Literary Youth

Yang Xiao turned his attention to the Internet.

Taking Da Ma as your younger brother is a no-brainer.

The first year era has passed, others have already become giants and tycoons, and I am not even worthy of carrying shoes for others now.

But the current Internet is not without opportunities.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is still at the forefront!

If you stand on the right spot, even a pig can take off.

This is not an empty statement.

And Yang Xiao knew that in a few years there would be another biggest opportunity waiting for his arrival!

That is live streaming and short videos.

The epoch-making change brought about by smartphones—everyone is an Internet user!
That was when the Internet wave was at its most turbulent!
Yang Xiao’s current plan is to aim at the rise of this industry in a few years!

But before that, if you don’t have enough capital, you won’t even be qualified to enter, let alone grab land.

Making money now is to prepare for that time.

Well, the general direction is clear.

How do I earn my first pot of gold?
You can't just go out and do hard labor to earn money, right?

This is too embarrassing for those who have been reborn!

The key point is that you can’t make money by working. You can only earn a small living to make ends meet.

At this moment, Yang Xiao unknowingly clicked into Tieba, which is one of the hottest forums on the Internet.

I browsed various posts from a bunch of stupid netizens in Diba.

Dirty jokes, gossip about female celebrities, requests for seeds, and all kinds of verbal battles.

He randomly clicked on one and found that it was actually mocking Guo Xiaosi, and the comments below were from Han Han's fans.

As expected, the two sides began to argue with each other.

“The square root of two is far behind George Han.”

"Who is Han Han? He's a ghostwriter and you still don't admit it?"

"That's better than square root of two. At least it's much more handsome than square root of two."

Yang Xiao happily watched the war of words between the fans of both sides escalate, and even intensify, and suddenly an idea came to him:
"Haha, I'm not targeting anyone, I just want to say that they are both losers!"

Just with this one comment, fans from both sides instantly turned their firepower towards him.

"Get lost! Where did this idiot come from!"

"What the hell are you!"

"If you can do it, write one and let us see. If not, shut up!"

……

"Just write it. Does it require any technical skills?"

From Yang Xiao's perspective now, their works really have little value.

There is no question of literary quality at all, and it is even less readable than many excellent online articles in later generations.

But why are they so popular now?
It relies on pretentious literature, and its target market is composed entirely of literary youths!
There is too much traffic here!
The group is too broad.

Nowadays, everyone on the Internet claims to be a literary youth, or at worst a pseudo-literary youth.

The entire Internet is filled with labels of young people.

It also reflects this group of young people's imagination of the world, their expectations of society, their yearning for love and their pursuit of romance.

People are so naive!
He was so naive that he helped an old man who had fallen down to get up, without considering the consequences of being blackmailed!
They are so innocent that they can be open-hearted to friends they met online and risk their lives to meet them across thousands of miles.

Why is the warrior who later charged for love worthy of praise?

Even though it was later accused of being hype and scripted, it still became a hit?
Because everyone saw some of themselves in him.

I thought of my past self, who was also a pure love boy who was dressed in fine clothes and rode a horse, and was willing to risk everything for love!

It is filled with trust and longing, and expresses love and freedom.

This is the core of today's Internet era!
This is also the most intuitive feeling Yang Xiao had after returning to this era and experiencing it again.

In this case, why not take advantage of this trend and seize this wave of traffic?

Now I am just inspired by this post and am heading straight into youth literature!

Even if there are no channels for monetization now, you can still attract a lot of fans and it’s not bad to become an Internet celebrity.

What will make the most money in the future? Traffic!
So, he thought of a magical post that would come out in the next three years.

Then tap on the title.

"Xiao Zhang and Xiao Li".

Yang Xiao still remembers this post clearly in his previous life. He was still in college at that time, and he read it all night, which made him tearful and late for school the next day.

Even in the days that followed, he revisited it no less than five times.

Looking back at it at different stages of life, you will have different insights. It can be said that it is always new.

This is simply amazing! This is a post that has swept the entire Internet!
This is the charm of the magic sticker!

Whether they are teenagers studying, white-collar or blue-collar workers in offices, or even workers in factories.

There are both men and women, which has earned enough tears and attention from people.

The full text contains more than 50,000 words.

Yang Xiao spent three hours and updated more than 10,000 words.

Looking at it again now, this post has already reached two or three hundred views.

【What happened next? Is there anything else? 】

[This OP called Shi Guang, you damn please update faster! ]

[The donkeys in the production team didn’t dare to rest like the OP.]

[The author seems to be no longer updating. The night is long. Who can give me a website? ]

...

Yang Xiao saw that some people were paying attention to his post, and most of them were urging him to continue updating, and some had even gone off topic.

But he decided to stop here today, so he left a sentence:
"I still have to go to work tomorrow. I'll find time to update you then. Everyone, go to bed early."

Zhou Hongyu was playing games nearby and would come over to take a look from time to time.

He didn't know when Yang Xiao's writing became so good.

But he didn't look at it carefully, his focus was still on playing the game seriously.

"How about we stay up all night today? It's only the second day of the holiday!"

"Forget it, I can't bear it anymore, you continue to play, I have things to do when I get back."

"Row."

Rejecting Zhou Hongyu's suggestion to continue staying up late, Yang Xiao decided to go back first.

He didn't disturb Zhou Hongyu's interest either.

The vacation has just begun now, what else should he do if not play more while his parents are not at home?
Moreover, he was very confident in Zhou Hongyu, knowing that he was a typical person with a strong addiction to being a poor person.

But you know the limits and know when to play and when to calm down.

When studying seriously, I am not distracted at all and I don't worry about anything.

This may be the reason why his grades are among the best.

Yang Xiao moved his wrists in the wind and thought to himself that it was a good thing that he had not decided to write a novel.

At first, he also thought about snatching some popular novels, which should have no problem making a few million.

But then he gave up immediately.

The operation is too difficult, with millions of words at a time. Where does he get so much time and energy to update it?

It would be better to write a post story of tens of thousands of words, which would be more effective!
About ten minutes later.

Yang Xiao returned home.

Open the door quietly, trying to keep the volume as low as possible.

In the darkness, he could vaguely smell the lingering smell of cigarettes.

Before Yang Xiao could touch the cord of the light, the light in the living room came on first.

His eyes were suddenly illuminated by a strong light, and when he looked closely, he saw the figure of his father Yang Jianguo.

"Dad, where is my mother?"

"Your mother has already gone to bed."

"Then why aren't you sleeping?"

"I can't sleep, so I'll wait for you to see when you'll come back."

Yang Xiao had sharp eyes and saw the ashtray on the table was full of cigarette butts.

At this time, the living room windows were wide open, and there were some scattered cigarette ashes underneath.

Seeing this, Yang Xiao, as an old smoker, immediately understood.

It seems that it is true that his father is waiting for him, and it is also true that he has something on his mind.

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