(ps: The third update arrived, I wanted to rest for two more days, but if it doesn't explode after the tree root league is rewarded, it's too sorry, well, the direction is slow first, and strive to continue the code word update.) Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ）

On a new day, Wang Yuelun woke up at three o'clock in the afternoon, rubbed his messy hair and walked into the bathroom, and when he came out again, he was still sloppy, only the obvious water marks on his face showed that he seemed to have done something.

But he didn't care about this appearance at all, anyway, he didn't have to go out to see anyone, he was just alone at home.

Skillfully making a cup of coffee, turning on the computer, lighting a cigarette, Meimei took a few puffs, and Wang Yuelun opened Q to go to the group to brag.

However, when he clicked on the group pop-up window, he was shocked when he saw a piece of worship and all kinds of strange pictures, pulled the chat history and slid up, and when he saw that someone had sent a screenshot, showing that the monthly manuscript fee income was more than 100,000 yuan, Wang Yuelun couldn't help but scold, ", I forgot about today's manuscript fee, more than 100,000 yuan, give me a fraction." ”

After scolding, Wang Yuelun didn't care about chatting and farting, and hurriedly opened the website and logged in to his author's background, yes, Wang Yuelun is an online writer, a freelancer, and the freedom is reversed day and night, and when he saw that the monthly manuscript fee was more than 2700 yuan in the background, he was frustrated and lost again, even if he knew that his manuscript fee could not be high, it was the same number every time, but he had been in this line for three or four years, or two or three thousand per month, no, it should be said that when he first entered the industry, he only had six or seven hundred yuan a month, Two or three thousand, after more than a year in the industry.

This kind of manuscript fee is often hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands of real god-level writers in the group, and he has even seen someone post millions of manuscript fees a month!

"It's really a dog, when will this hard day be a head."

Although Wang Yuelun is homely and introverted, he is also a very optimistic person, and he is rarely hit by something, except for ...... In addition to the hard work of a month in front of me, the final manuscript fee is far less than a fraction of the monthly tax paid by the aunts, and the blow is too great.

No more cigarettes, no more coffee, Wang Yuelun blushed and flipped through the group chat records all the way, and saw a few aunts who posted forty or fifty thousand, seventy or eighty thousand, or even hundreds of thousands of manuscript fees, he really felt that he could lose weight tonight.

"Worship the gods, Xiaopu Street silently ran by in tears."

I don't know what emotions drove me, I posted a sentence in the group, and I also matched a festive comic picture, but Wang Yuelun really wanted to cry, when will this day be a head, when will he be popular.

At this moment, a pop-up window flashed in the lower right corner of the computer, and he found that it was his own edited avatar, Wang Yuelun hurriedly clicked on it, and it was really him who edited.

Waiting for Wang Yuelun to reply in a hurry, he was stupid again after two simple sentences, and the editor in charge contacted him to say that someone had found the website and wanted to buy the copyright of his novel when he asked for his contact information.

It's not publishing, it's film and television copyright.

Huang Jingyao's first reaction was that the editor in charge was teasing him, what about those who earn hundreds of thousands of dollars a month, not everyone can adapt film and television, especially the adaptation game written by a male writer is easier, film and television ......

But this is his editor-in-charge, and in an instant, he jumped up from the table and chair excitedly, and accidentally knocked over the coffee and splashed himself, before he laughed out loud, ", brother is going to be on fire, it's really going to be hot, no, I have to call quickly, I've been on fire for so many years, but I have to show off to the group of people who hit the street in the night water." ”

When he hurriedly went to find his mobile phone, and when he really wanted to call a few writers who were also on the street that he was most familiar with in the author group, Wang Yuelun stopped his actions again, this has not signed a contract yet, what if something happens halfway? When the time comes, if you can't show off, you will be slapped in the face.

"Forget it, forget it, let's wait until the matter is completely decided, and then it will be more successful to pretend to be forced."

Pressed the excitement, Wang Yuelun remembered something again, and hurriedly wiped the coffee on the computer table, Mom Dan was so excited and excited just now that she forgot to talk back to the editor.

………………

Two days later, on the streets of Donghai City, Wang Yuelun stood in front of an ATM, looking at the balance of 200,000 people clearly displayed on it, and tentatively took out some of them, before he pinched his thigh, "This is true, I'll go, someone bought the film and television copyright of my broken book, not to mention, or the United States?" A Hollywood company wants to buy my copyright, even if I see it at the headquarters of the website, I get the money, why do I think it's so fake. ”

He didn't know how long he was stunned before he stood on the street and laughed loudly.

After three or four years of street fighting experience, how could he not think about the day when the fire will rise? Why didn't he think that he was not incapable, but he was buried because there were too many novels and he didn't have a good recommendation?

It's really going to be hot!

When the laughter caused a few strange whispers left and right, Wang Yuelun woke up suddenly, this is on the street.

………………

Another day later, on the flight to Los Angeles, sitting next to him was a young Chinese man, who was the branch manager of a Hollywood film and television company that bought the copyright of his novel, named Tang Jincheng, Wang Yuelun pinched his arm again, and it hurt.

It hurt so much that he wanted to laugh out loud again.

Yes, Tang Jincheng not only bought his film and television copyright, but also said that he wanted to invite him to come here to help adapt the script, and when he said that he didn't have a passport or anything, the other party took the initiative to do it. It's all really fast, in the past, you bought a copyright and you casually talked about signing a contract, not a few weeks? He never sold it, and he always heard it from his aunts.

It's a dream.

At first, I thought that someone would buy his film and television copyright, so that he could show off in the scenery, and he could install it in front of a few old people in the night water, who would have thought that this road would become more and more wild, and he could also go to Hollywood to help with the adaptation, and when the matter was completely confirmed, he believed that even those aunts who earned millions a month would also be envious of the madness.

Getting more and more excited, Wang Yuelun asked for a glass of water to drink, and it didn't take long for him to faint in a daze.

When he woke up again, a familiar voice sounded on his side, Wang Yuelun opened his eyes and was about to thank him, but when he opened his eyes, he was stupid, wasn't he on the plane? Rather, in a seemingly luxurious and spacious living room.

There are still many people in this living room, and many of them are looking at something seriously.

When he looked blankly, he saw another familiar figure, very familiar.

", President of the United States?"

Really recognize that it is the president of the United States who is holding an iPad to look at something, at least he can often see it on the Internet news, and there are many pictures of him being spoofed, can this be wrong?

How did he see the President of the United States, this is a dream?

In astonishment, Mr. President also walked over with an iPad, smiled kindly, stretched out his hand, and opened a string of English ......

"Yuelun, Mr. President is reading your masterpiece, and I am very happy to see you in person." Tang Jincheng translated with a smile on the side.

After the translation, more people in the spacious hall came over with iPads, all of whom greeted Wang Yuelun with a smile.

"This is Your Excellency the Minister of Defense, and he is also your book lover."

"By the way, this is Mr. Secretary of State."

…………

When Tang Jincheng opened his mouth to translate again, Wang Yuelun sat on the ground sweating profusely as soon as his body was weak, damn, this time he pretended to be a little big.

Even if he is a senior otaku who doesn't know much about the world, he also knows that the broken book he wrote can't be read by the President of the United States and the Secretary of Defense, in fact, Hollywood Film and Television Company asked him to adapt the film and television, he felt fake, and he couldn't bear that the other party made an appointment with him through the website headquarters, and took the initiative to give money first......

But he couldn't figure out what the hell this was going on.

"Now, if you let the group of people outside know this, they will definitely give me a tablet to worship, but I don't know if my brother can return to China alive." (To be continued.) )