"Hehe, Lin Feng, why did you want to come over today?"

Sitting in the teahouse and taking a sip of water, Li Chen asked with a smile. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"As a screenwriter, I naturally want to get off work, and I also want to learn how to film. Lin Feng said softly.

"Lin Feng, are you going to be a director in the future?"

Obedient and listening, Li Chen heard Lin Feng's words and instantly understood.

"That's right, Uncle Li, you're very smart!"

Lin Feng patted the fart appropriately.

"Actually, with your screenwriting talent, you won't have to worry about a good script in the future, and, in my opinion, there is no need for you to do it yourself. ”

As he spoke, Li Chen simply explained his thoughts.

"Can this be?"

Lin Feng was slightly stunned, and then, he suddenly remembered, it seems that some directors in his previous life, such as Guo Jingming and Han Han, seemed to play like this, thinking like this, Lin Feng was also relieved.

However, Lin Feng still feels that there is no harm in learning more, in the next two days, the sales of "Smiling Proud Jianghu" are still hot, and "Chu Han Heroes" has been reported by countless media, however, "Family with Children" is still being filmed.

Lin Feng himself held a small notebook and recorded that in the past two days, due to Li Chen's personal guidance, Lin Feng also had a clear understanding of filming, and at the same time, he understood it even more, sure enough, looking at the director and directing the actors, it seemed to be very good, but it turned out to be so bitter.

In the past two days, Lin Feng has also learned a lot of things, and he is also very grateful to Li Chen: "Uncle Li, thank you so much, I've troubled you in the past two days!"

"Haha, you can talk about anything, when you want to visit the class, you can do it at any time. ”

Singularity Chinese Network, generally the first to fourth is the time of manuscript fee statistics, the early morning of the fifth day, the manuscript fee will be displayed, and then, around the tenth will be the manuscript fee will be received, therefore, Lin Feng waited for a few days, for this month's manuscript fee, I also want to see how much.

One billion league, according to the discount of today's singularity, each book, hundreds of millions of leagues, the author can get eighty percent, that is, eight hundred thousand, and Lin Feng preliminarily calculated, all the rewards added up, he can get about one and a half million.

As for the subscription, Lin Feng has now subscribed to more than 50,000, and in addition, the update is so fierce, I'm afraid, it will also be quite considerable, there was already a preliminary expectation, and when Lin Feng looked forward to the manuscript fee, he was also shocked.

With a manuscript fee of 5.5 million, even after deducting taxes, he can get 50 million, and now, with so much money, plus some funds from Yangyang Publishing House, Lin Feng now instantly feels that his waist is straightened.

"It won't be long before I become a billionaire!"

Lin Feng said with a little smugness, whether Lin Feng opened his own publishing house or wrote books on the Internet now, it can be said that Father Lin and Mother Lin don't know, if they know that their son is so powerful, I'm afraid, both of them will go crazy.

In his previous life, he was mixed up and established. When he was dying, he only earned two or three hundred thousand, and now. Relying on countless plug-ins, Lin Feng was also full of emotion in his heart.

However, Lin Feng didn't dare to tell his parents, just hung up the name of a little writer in Binyang, almost all the people in the entire community knew about it, and they didn't know that his mother stayed with the fat aunt and didn't learn anything else. Instead, he learned the temper of a fat aunt who praised her son.

Since then, in addition to one more Xiao Ming in the yard, there is also one more Lin Feng!

……

"Qingfeng! Why don't you buy a newspaper today?" The newsstand owner couldn't help but stop him when he saw his old customer Li Qingfeng walking by in despair, but he didn't buy a newspaper to read as usual.

Li Qingfeng stopped, turned around, looked at the newsstand owner and sighed, and said, "I don't want to read it, it's all black and crazy Lin Feng." He's my idol!" After a pause, he asked hesitantly, "You say, is he really Jiang Lang's end?" Speaking of this, his face was full of melancholy and sadness.

The newsstand owner smiled and said, "I don't think so." ”

Li Qingfeng said tangledly: "I hope not......! Those newspapers do make sense, so many media say that he is exhausted by Jiang Lang, with the character of Lin Feng, but he did not fight back, except for Jiang Lang's talent, I can't think of any other explanation. After all, last time, only the evening newspaper criticized him for not taking his study seriously, so he fought back as soon as possible. This time, it was not...... Alas, I feel that this life is boring, is he really just a flash in the pan......"

The newsstand owner smiled meaningfully and said, "I don't think he's a flash in the pan." ”

Li Qingfeng was a little surprised, he didn't know where the newsstand owner got so much confidence, and said, "Why? You give me an analysis and analysis." ”

"It's very simple, because the mad forest wind fought back today!"

The mad forest wind fought back today...... Fought back today...... Fired back......

Li Qingfeng cheered and said, "Then why don't you hurry up and give me a copy?! It's a metropolis newspaper, right?"

"It's not a metropolis newspaper. ”

"Huh, what kind of newspaper is that?" Li Qingfeng was a little surprised, after all, the last time Lin Feng fought back was in the Metropolis Daily, and he also serialized "Smiling Proud Jianghu" in the Metropolis Daily, the relationship between the two should be good, why wasn't the counterattack in the Metropolis Newspaper this time? Could it be that they fell out?

The newsstand owner smiled mysteriously and said, "It's the "Poetry" periodical. ”

Hearing this, Li Qingfeng was stunned, his face suddenly fell, and he said, "Boss, you are teasing me!" The "Poetry" journal is published once a week, and every time it is issued on Sunday, and today is only Thursday!"

The newsstand owner was speechless: "Haven't you heard of such a thing as a special issue?"

"What do you mean?" Li Qingfeng suddenly raised his head and asked in surprise.

"This time, the "Poetry" magazine has issued a special issue for him, which contains his new works, which is very good. How about a copy?" The newsstand owner picked up a copy of the "Poetry" periodical, raised it, and said to Li Qingfeng proudly.

Li Qingfeng took a closer look, it was indeed the "Poetry" periodical, and immediately said excitedly: "That's a must!" After speaking, he took out 20 yuan from his wallet, paid the money, and took the magazine in the boss's hand.

I saw two lines of italics printed on the cover of this issue - "The continuous publication of works is because Jiang Lang is about to run out, so he is in a hurry to deny it, and he is in a hurry to prove himself?", "No, no, you are all wrong." The mad forest wind tells you-".

And below is a line of big characters - "Talent is so willful!

Seeing these few words, Li Qingfeng immediately felt that his blood was boiling--That's right, who said that it was because Jiang Lang was talented? He continued to publish his works, and that was because he was talented! He published it when he wanted to, and he squandered it at will, and he was so willful! Why, do you have an opinion?

With excitement, Li Qingfeng turned to the first page - he knew that Lin Feng's works must be at the front, and he didn't need to look at the table of contents, there was no doubt about it!

Sure enough, what he saw confirmed his guess.

The first one is.

"Dream of Gangnam, Faint Crow"

The crows are exhausted, who is Xiaoli's hatred?

The rapid snow turned over the incense pavilion, the breeze blew to the gall bottle plum, and the heart word has turned into ashes.

After reading it softly, Li Qingfeng only felt that he was so excited that his whole body was about to tremble.

As a literary youth, especially a literary and artistic youth who loves poetry, what is your favorite type of poetry?

Do you still need to ask? The answer, of course, is love poetry.

And this sad and sad little word, for Li Qingfeng, it was simply Qiong for a moment, and he decided to use this little word as his buckle signature.

"Jiang Lang is talented, you are your uncle! This is clearly a talented rhythm, and the talent of the crazy Lin Feng is so high, how can you newspapers speculate?" Li Qingfeng said disdainfully, and his mood suddenly improved, only to feel that it was the cloudy sky today, which looked exceptionally clear.

In a refreshed mood, Li Qingfeng asked again: "Boss, is today's newspaper still hacking him?"

The newsstand owner replied: "Naturally, it is impossible for them to foresee the birth of this song "Dream Jiangnan: The Crow", naturally they are still hacking him, and the darker it is, the more powerful it becomes. After a pause, he added: "I let the evening newspaper escape, because it is a newspaper with an afternoon issue." But it's okay, it's the initiator, even if he doesn't hack him today, it probably can't escape the swearing of readers. ”

Li Qingfeng said: "Give me a copy of those newspapers that hacked him." ”

"Ah?!Why do you want to buy this?" The boss was a little surprised, but still handed it to Li Qingfeng, after all, there is something to be earned, right?

Li Qingfeng took the newspaper and looked at it a few times, and sure enough, it was full of articles by the black madman Lin Feng, and even some of them had transitioned from pity to contempt.

"Wuhui Morning Post" - "Young people should keep a low profile - the enlightenment brought to us by the end of the wild forest wind"

"The Age of Literature and Art" - "Those who have been rampant in ancient times have few successes"

"Voice of Youth" - "Sharp edge, easy to die - commemorating the fleeting madness"

……