Half an hour later.

Wang gradually walked out of the café with five copies of "I Am the Archmage" in his hand, with a complicated expression.

The reason why the expression is complicated is that the second novel has finally appeared.

I can translate from Chinese to English, and I continue to make money by relying on the novels I read in my previous life.

Should

Can you?

But it was precisely because of the appearance of the second novel that I had a moment of mental trance.

Then, Roy seized the opportunity, half intimidated, half foolishly signed a new printing contract.

In the end, a new agreement was reached: the follow-up English version of "I Am the Archmage" would be printed in 200,000 copies, and the royalty share would be increased to 7%.

For French and Latin, the publisher and the king each contributed 1% of the royalties because of the translation, and the final royalties became 6%.

In addition, he was also promised that the 4% royalty share of the sale of "I Am an Archmage" will be settled tomorrow.

However, Wang Yan's mood was still very depressed.

Because, this is still too far from the normal best-selling authors, who can start with 12% and the treatment of printing guaranteed royalty sharing.

You know, on this week's bestseller list released by Roy this afternoon, "I Am the Archmage" ranked 19th, and even beat "Dialogue with God", which is known as the "benchmark of bestsellers in 95".

Wang gradually sighed.

When I signed the first edition contract, I still didn't understand the unspoken rules of publishing and distribution.

There is no additional condition for publishers to increase publicity and reprinting as a limit on how many copies can be sold within a limited time.

It seems that you still have to find a professional.

While pondering, he took the book and came to Lily, the sign-in officer.

At this point, Lily's fingers were running through her long blond hair, her eyes staring unfocused at a booklet.

Wang gradually walked in and saw that it was something like a roster of paintings.

He coughed, waking Lily up.

Then, he handed over the "I Am an Archmage" in his hand.

Lily came back to her senses and took the novel while looking at Wang gradually with thoughtful eyes.

The king was very uneasy.

So, he hurriedly retreated, ready to turn and leave.

Suddenly, Lily's crisp voice appeared in her ears.

"Jean has a birthday party at home tonight, and you pretend to be Jean's brother and come over to help entertain you. I didn't know how to get along with so many little boys. ”

In Wang Yan's mind, the image of a bear child instantly appeared.

What's even more terrifying is not one, but a group.

He couldn't help asking, "What about Jean's father?

"He?" Lily said with a disdainful expression, "went on vacation with his new wife"

"Are you going?" asked Lily, with a fair brow furrowed slightly, a little impatiently.

Wang gradually wanted to say loudly: "Don't go!"

As you can imagine, he still has more than 30 days of community work.

Alas, people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

"Go. Wang gradually said helplessly: "Do you need to prepare any gifts?"

Lily breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the king gradually agreed.

Then I thought, it seems that it is not bad to have a big boy as a boyfriend, much more reliable than an old man.

So, he handed back "I Am an Archmage" and said, "This is good." ”

"Seven o'clock in the evening, remember to be on time. ”

Wang gradually took the novel and walked away from Lily quickly, in case something happened to this woman.

Soon, today's community labor ended.

After the check-in was over, everyone left.

And the prisoner, who had just been a little unhappy with Wang Jian because of "I Am an Archmage", saw that he was holding five copies of "I Am an Archmage" in his hand, and also walked over, patted Wang Jian, and showed an approving look.

In this regard, Wang gradually could only smile bitterly.

He walked briskly back to the apartment, changed into clean clothes, and at the same time restrained the fear of being dominated by the children of relatives in his previous life, and came to the door of Lily's house.

Listening to the laughter of the children inside the door, Wang gradually shook his head vigorously and rang the doorbell hesitantly.

The door opened, and Lily appeared in front of her in a long red dress.

The bright red dress set off her fair skin, and the king who was shaking her collarbone under the suspender gradually couldn't take her eyes off.

Just as Wang was stunned, a chuckle suddenly sounded behind Lily.

A red-haired woman took Lily's arm and winked at Wang.

Lily touched the red-haired woman lightly with her elbow, and then welcomed Wang gradually through the door.

Then, he said to the children who were playing games on the sofa: "Jean, Brother Wang has come to celebrate your birthday." ”

I saw Jean put down the handle and said to his little friend who was playing game consoles with him: "This thirty lives are what he taught me." ”

Then, he opened his calves and ran in front of Wang gradually with "kicking, kicking, kicking".

Then he stretched out his hands and shouted, "Gift!"

Wang gradually took out the copy of "I Am the Archmage" and handed it over.

Sure enough, bear children in any country are so difficult to handle.

Jean took the novel, looked at the cover, and cheered loudly.

""I'm the Archmage", my friends say it's good. ”

Then he turned to Lily and said, "Mom, read it to me at night!"

Lily was smiling and nodding, but the redhead girl next to her listened to it, and her smile changed.

She whispered to Lily, "Didn't you say that this book has a tendency to incite violence?"

Lily smiled and replied, "Because Jean is clamoring for this book, I paid special attention to it." ”

In the evening, CNN News said that the publishing industry association had confirmed that there was no problem with the book and that it was still rated as an all-age group. ”

The red-haired woman's face was stunned, and then she looked at Wang Yan and said, "This is the one you said, the one who peeked at your stocking legs and was particularly shy?"

Lily's face turned red, and she glanced at Wang gradually quickly, and let out a soft "um".

"Have you tried it?" asked the redhead boldly.

Lily thought about the last time, but said, "What to try, he's only seventeen, and I'm almost thirty." ”

"Isn't that exciting?" replied the redhead with a smile.

Then, she stopped teasing Lily.

Turning to Jean, he said, "Jean, come here, my godmother will give you a birthday present." ”

As he spoke, he took out a set of Lego toys from behind the door.

Jean took the toy and said sweetly, "Thank you, godmother." ”

Then, he ran back to the couch and went back to playing the game.

Lily motioned to Wang gradually with her eyes and went to play games with the children.

She followed the redhead into the kitchen and went to prepare food.

Wang gradually looked at the eight or nine little boys, and his head was big for a while.

But he had to bite the bullet and play with the children.

"Brother, brother, do you know kung fu?" asked a child.

"No, it won't. "Wang is immune to this problem.

"Do you know how to cook, Kung Pao Chicken?" asked another child.

This one does.

However, Wang gradually feared that the other party would ask him to take a look, so he replied, "No." ”

"Is Dragon Ball yours, and the Great Wall?"

"It's not Dragon Ball, it's the Great Wall. Wang gradually felt a pain in his brain.

At this time, Lily walked out of the kitchen and watched with a smile as Wang gradually played with a group of young boys.

Then, it seemed that something came to mind.

She looked back at the redhead in the kitchen, then at the children on the couch.

Then, with a roll of his eyes, he walked back to the bedroom.

After a while, he took the room card of a nearby hotel and came to Wang Yan's side.

She patted Wang on the shoulder and pointed to the corner of the living room.

After the two of them came to the corner, Lily covered up the blush on her face with the movement of brushing her hair, and glanced at Wang gradually with her pale blue eyes.

Then, he stuffed the room card into Wang Yan's hand, "Today's performance is good." Tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, I will reward you. Remember, nine o'clock. ”

At this point, Jean's character in the game is dead.

So, he lay on the sofa, turned his head to look at the sneaky two, and asked, "Brother, are you your mother's boyfriend?"