Chapter 122 Is Writing Novels Profitable?
"Is it really okay to fall from the ground thirty meters high?" Li Mo glanced at Lin Xi speechlessly.
"Hee-hee, I'm kidding. He just accidentally broke a slight bone, and asked the director for leave to rest!"
"Then he has a big face!" Li Mo sighed and looked at Lin Xi, "You said you came to the school to find me something?"
When Li Mo said this, Lin Xican's face suddenly darkened, and the top of his head was the same as Shi Zhengfei before, and a thick black gas suddenly appeared.
"Li Mo, I think about you day and night, why don't you move?" Lin Xiqiao's face was full of anger, and he said something that was headless and brainless.
Li Mo flicked her forehead, "What kind of nonsense are you talking about?"
Lin Xi rubbed his forehead and pouted, "When exactly will you update?"
"You're talking about the book "Breaking the Sky"?"
When Lin Xi heard this, he said, "Okay, since you remember that there is still this book, why don't you update it?"
The corners of Li Mo's mouth twitched: "When did I say that I must update that book? I'm a student, shouldn't I study hard all day long? Isn't it unprofessional to run out and write novels." β
Lin Xi was stunned in place, "It seems to be the truth, so what should I do if I want to read?"
That Xiao Erhuo is too much, obviously a modern person who has traveled through the past, but he still has the idea of male superiority and inferiority. Nalan Yanran also said that he did not accept a marriage contract without an emotional foundation, and sent him compensation.
As a result, Xiao Erhuo had to make a tense sword, saying that thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, so that Nalan was not a person inside and out.
It's really a pitiful self-esteem, a childish view of men and women. β
Lin Xi waved his fists, as if he was waving his flag and shouting for the unfair treatment of female compatriots.
Li Mo looked at Lin Xi strangely and asked, "You didn't come up with this sentence yourself, did you?"
Lin Xi froze in place when he heard this, as if he had pressed the pause button, and twisted his neck like a robot and looked at Li Mo in horror, "How do you know that this is not what I came up with?"
The corners of Li Mo's mouth twitched, he just said it casually, but he didn't expect Lin Xi to really admit it.
"I think it, when you see the first few chapters of that novel with your character, you will probably only applaud excitedly, clapping your hands and shouting 'Xiao Erhuo' What you said is great!"
Lin Xi's body trembled, as if he had been struck by lightning, and looked at Li Mo vigilantly, "Say, are you spying on me?"
Lin Xi felt uncomfortable, because what Li Mo said was really exactly the same as when she was studying.
She just shouted as Li Mo said, and then attracted her agent Ding Qianwen.
After reading the previous chapters, Ding Qianwen expressed what Lin Xi said before.
Li Mo thought to himself, "Your head the size of a walnut kernel must not be able to think of something so deep!" But he didn't bother to say this to Lin Xi.
"I guessed!" Li Mo said lightly.
"Oh!" Lin Xi patted his chest, "I thought you were spying on me, scaring me!"
"How can I peep at you, tell me, do I still have the ability to penetrate the eye?" Li Mo was speechless.
Lin Xi smiled awkwardly, "Don't care about these unimportant things, tell me quickly, what if I want to continue reading?"
Li Mo's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stared at Lin Xi in a daze, "Lin Xi, are you very rich?"
Lin Xi was taken aback by Li Mo's somewhat aggressive gaze, "What do you want to do? If you rob, I'm going to call someone!"
God's special robbery, Li Mo really doesn't understand this girl's brain circuits sometimes, does the robber deliberately ask you before the robbery Are you particularly rich?
"I mean, if you have money, give it to me, and I'll tell you the rest of the story. β
Lin Xi's eyes lit up when he heard this, this idea seems to be good.
"Then you come with me?" Lin Xi hooked his hand at Li Mo.
"What do you mean, where are you going?" Li Mo didn't understand what Lin Xi meant.
Lin Xi gave him a blank look, "Of course, go to the hotel to tell me a story, I'll give you five yuan, you go to the hotel and tell me a story for an afternoon." β
Li Mo was so shocked that his mouth almost fell to the ground, there was still such an operation.
"Uh, that's okay!" Li Mo reluctantly agreed.
He didn't have to go to class in the afternoon, so it was nothing to spend time telling stories to Lin Xi and them to earn money.
It's rare to have the opportunity to meet such extraneous things.
After going to Yu Man's office and casually making up a reason to take leave, Li Mo followed Lin Xi into a taxi.
Tell a story and have a special car pick-up, Li Mo feels that this kind of treatment seems to be good. But it seems that only Lin Xi, a stupid girl, would do such a thing.
"Lin Xi, will you reimburse me for the fare for coming back at night?"
Lin Xi frowned: "Why should I reimburse you for the fare back?"
"I'll go to the hotel to accompany you for an afternoon, and you won't even reimburse me for the fare?" Li Mo joked.
Lin Xi hasn't responded yet, the taxi driver in front of him has already thought about it, is there such a good thing?
"What you think is beautiful!" Lin Xi pouted, and then immediately said cutely: "Li Mo, is that Xiao Erhuo particularly powerful behind?"
Am I good-looking, or is it Kaoru-chan?
Is that old man a ghost?
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Lin Xi asked a long list of questions, but Li Mo only responded lightly: "According to the agreement, I will tell you when I get to the hotel." β
"Cut, stingy. β
γDingγ
Collect the anger and negativity from Lin Xi.
Li Mo smiled slightly, looked at Lin Xi, who was pouting and angry, and thought, "It turns out that you are also an experience baby!"
"Lin Xi, do you want me to tell you a story now?" Li Mo asked with an eyebrow.
"Think, think, I know that you are the best brother Li Mo. β
Hearing the words of his younger brother, the corners of Li Mo's mouth twitched, and he smiled faintly: "Hehe, you think too much!"
γDingγ
Collect negative emotions from Lin Xi's anger*2.
Li Mo teased Lin Xi while happily releasing his negative emotions.
Along the way, with the previous inventory, there are as many as six drops of slow-release black gas.
The driver sent Li Molinxi and the two to the Surabaya Hotel, watched the two walk side by side, and sighed silently, "It's good to be young!"
Passing through the lobby of the Surabaya Hotel, the two took the elevator upstairs, and when they opened the door, they happened to meet the male pig's feet in the Linxi crew.
His right hand was wrapped in white gauze, and the injury was obviously not very light.
Li Mo's eyes lit up, thinking that the new experience baby had been sent to the door by himself, and raised his eyebrows and deliberately teased: "Yo, the big star is injured? It's not serious, right?
Yu Chenghou, who was facing him, was already angry when he saw Lin Xi walking with other men, and Li Mo's words like this were tantamount to adding fuel to the fire and making Yu Chenghou completely explode.
"I'm fucking your sister, what are you talking about?"
Lin Xi stood aside with a confused expression, why did she suddenly scold? Her little head was a little insufficient.
Li Mo sighed lightly, hugged Lin Xi's shoulders and walked away as if no one was around, "Alas, I didn't want to hit my brain and was injured, it seems that it is quite dangerous to be a star now." β
Yu Chenghou looked at Li Molinxi's hugging back, and Li Mo's mocking words echoed in his ears.
"Lying grass, shrimp pig heart, shrimp pig heart, watermelon head, I am waiting for you to share the sky. β
Yu Chenghou scolded angrily and slammed his fist at the wall.
Then, his hand was bleeding.
Lin Xi looked at Li Mo in confusion, "Are you deliberately angry with him?"
"Yo ho, I didn't expect you to find out. β
"Hehe, such a simple thing is easy to see, okay, you don't look at who I am, I'm Lin Xi. β
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Lin Xi took the room card and opened it, and a look inside shot straight at him.
Ding Qianwen looked coldly at the two hugging and hugging, "What are you doing?"
Li Mo was stunned when he heard this, and then he thought that he was still holding Lin Xi's shoulder, and hurriedly let go of his hand.
"We didn't do anything, Wenwen, I arrested Li Mo, you quickly find a rope to tie him up, and let him tell us a story for an afternoon. β
"Hello Sister Wen!" Li Mo twitched the corners of his mouth and said hello to Ding Qianwen, no matter how she said it, she was now one of her customers, and she was polite to leave a good impression.
Ding Qianwen glanced at Lin Xi, smiled at Li Mo, and responded, then got up and opened the curtains of the room, and gave up the chair in front of the computer desk to Li Mo.
"Li Mo, you write on the computer!"
Lin Xi said coquettishly: "Wenwen, I told Li Mo that he would tell us a story for an afternoon this afternoon, and then I would give him five yuan." β
Ding Qianwen muttered in her heart, "Did you come here because of money?"
In this way, she was more at ease with Li Mo, at least she could be sure that he didn't have another purpose for approaching Lin Xi.
"Lin Xi, don't make trouble. Li Mo writes novels on the Internet, which can attract more readers, and it is even possible to meet Bole who appreciates him and publish his book physically, if he can do so, he can make a lot of money. β
Lin Xi's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Wenwen, is what you said true? Li Mo can make money at such a young age? He really deserves to be my Lin Xi's younger brother!"
Li Mo: ......
Ding Qianwen: .........
"Sister Wen, are you telling the truth?"
Li Mo's eyes were staring at Ding Qianwen tightly, it was the first time he had heard that writing on the Internet could make money.
Ding Qianwen said suddenly: "So you don't know yet!"
But after thinking about it again, Ding Qianwen can also understand. In terms of Li Mo's family background, he is not qualified to see many things.
I have to say that there are still differences between the poor and the rich in terms of vision and pattern.
The current era is not yet the era of the information explosion in the future, and the common people have very few channels to obtain information.
Many people also work from their fathers because they can get inside the industry from their parents.
But Li Mo's father, Li Zhipeng, and Li Mo don't know what kind of industry he is.
Is drunkards considered an industry?