Lin Feng hurriedly interrupted: "It's good that you know, then do you know how much I pay for a month?"

Father Lin and Mother Lin glanced at each other, Father Lin groaned slightly, and asked, "100,000?"

Since Xiao Yu asked so, it must be a lot. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info so Father Lin proposed a high amount of manuscript fees.

After all, if it is 100,000 a month, it will be 1.2 million in a year. Father Lin didn't know much about the amount of manuscript fees for online writers, so he estimated the amount of manuscript fees for real-life published writers. In Lin's father's mind, if the annual manuscript fee is 1.2 million, it should be the level of a first-class writer.

However, it is also true that in China in the previous life, there were only about 60 physical publishing writers who could earn more than one million manuscripts a year.

Lin Feng smiled bitterly: "You guys have a little imagination, okay?"

The two were a little surprised, listening to this meaning, it seems to be far more than 100,000?

Lin Mu thought for a while and asked tentatively, "The 500,000?"

Lin Feng had no choice but to say: "Dad, Mom, let go of your imagination and just guess boldly with confidence." ”

"Is it possible that there are 1 million?"

Seeing this, Lin Feng sighed, and had to reveal the answer in person: "Add another 0." ”

"What?!" Father Lin and Mother Lin Huo Ran got up, looked at Lin Feng dumbfounded, and was speechless for a long time.

Xiao Yu's monthly manuscript fee can catch up with the total assets of the family?

Being looked at like this by his parents, Lin Feng still felt very happy, after all, he had become their pride.

But after a long time, seeing that his parents still couldn't come back to their senses and were still staring at him like that, Lin Feng was a little embarrassed, coughed, and said, "Dad, Mom, don't look at me like this! This makes me feel like I've been put in a zoo for people to visit." ”

Hearing Lin Feng say this, the two came back to their senses.

Mother Lin patted Lin Feng's head and scolded with a smile: "Is the stinky boy promising?!Dare to ridicule your parents?"

Seeing this, Lin Feng hurriedly begged for mercy: "Mother is above, the kid doesn't dare!"

On the side, Father Lin asked with some hesitation: "Xiao Yu, you serialize novels on the Internet, and the manuscript fee is really 10 million a month?

Lin Feng nodded and said, "Dad, Mom, the electronic manuscript fee for online novels mainly comes from two points. One is to subscribe, and the other is to tip. The subscription price is three points per thousand words, although it seems to be small, but it can't stand the many people, and I update a lot! As for the reward, there were 3 local tyrants a few days ago, and each of them gave me a reward of 1 million Chinese coins. According to the 8:2 sharing ratio between me and the website, these three tips alone have 2.4 million! Not to mention that there are all kinds of large and small, countless tips. Therefore, my monthly manuscript fee is indeed 10 million, and this is only the electronic manuscript fee, and the physical publishing rights, film and television adaptation rights, etc. are still in my hands. In addition, as long as I don't seal the pen, the monthly electronic manuscript fee is almost 10 million. ”

Hearing Lin Feng's affirmative answer, Father Lin couldn't help but sigh: "Xiaoyu has grown up, and he is much more productive than me, who is a father." A month's manuscript fee is comparable to our total assets. ”

Mother Lin smiled and said: "That's our son, of course he is better than us!"

Father Lin laughed and said, "That's right! Xiaoyu is my son, I am his son, my son is promising, I am proud and happy to be a son!"

In this regard, Lin Feng just smiled and watched from the side, and only said after a while: "So, our family has no money, I will support you in the future!"

Father Lin scolded with a smile: "Your mother is right, you stinky boy is now promising, so you are shy? Your mother and I are still young! How can you support the elderly? You kid just need to take care of your own career." ”

Lin Feng smiled and continued: "As for Teacher Zhang Ziyi's question, it just so happened that I asked her today. She said that a few relatives and friends had helped, and that the money owed to the corporate creditors had been paid off. Therefore, it is not a problem to poke out the scandal of Wang Zuotao. ”

"Then you just said that it was not the right time?"

Lin Feng shook his head: "It's not just that. Actually, I still have the decisive evidence of the turnaround, but I haven't taken it out either. ”

"Why is that?"

"Because...... At this time, the more the newspaper scolded me, and when I turned the tables, Wang Zuotao would die more miserably! ”

Lin Feng sighed and said, "People's anger will be transferred. The more the media and readers scold me now, and when the truth comes out in the future, emotions such as self-blame, guilt, and avoidance will prompt them to subconsciously amplify the anger that was originally concentrated on me several times before transferring it to the real culprit. This is a process of suppression, accumulation, and re-explosion, so that the anger of the readers accumulates on me, and then waits for the right opportunity to transfer it to Wang Zuotao in one fell swoop, and then let it explode. ”

After speaking, seeing that the two of them still seemed to understand whether they understood or not, Lin Feng continued: "To put it bluntly, the more you scold a person, the deeper the misunderstanding of him, and suddenly one day, you find that all this is a misunderstanding, and someone else is framing him, then will you feel very guilty, very self-blamed, very embarrassed, will you subconsciously choose to escape this embarrassing situation-because you actually blame a good person until now! You think, oh my God, for so long, I have been scolding such a person?!" God, what the hell have I done?! How could I have done such a thing? It certainly wasn't what I did! Yes, it's not my fault! Everything is the fault of the person who framed him! And then your anger will be diverted and explode several times over, because you think it's because of that person that you blame a good person until now. Although these thoughts may not turn around in your mind, they are a subconscious self-avoidance practice for most people. Because of guilt, because of self-blame, but also because of this subconscious behavior of evading responsibility. Do you understand it now?"

Lin Feng said it so bluntly, and even said all the mental activities, the three of them naturally understood, and they all nodded.

Lin Feng said again: "Compared with directly presenting evidence now, this has two advantages, one is that there is more of a process of accumulating momentum, and the other is that people's anger will be increased." Now that the matter is not too big, with the power of his family, fool around, and press it again, and it may be over. Of course, although it is possible to directly beat Wang Zuotao to death with a stick, it is only possible, and no one can guarantee that the accident will not happen. However, if we wait until things are big and the crowd is excited, there is no possibility of surprise. When the time comes, if I secretly add fuel to the fire, Wang Zuotao will die a miserable death. Because at that time, it was no longer me who dominated our side, but the anger of the masses who urgently needed to find an outlet to vent. People are terrible, the pen can kill, this wave of anger that has been accumulated and has nowhere to be released is enough to kill Wang Zuotao so that there is no scum left. (To be continued.) )