Chapter 208: Assassination

When Zeng Jin saw her manuscript fee, it was a little later than Xiao Ming Shenjun, and when she saw that her manuscript fee last month was actually more than 7,000, she was also a little surprised, she asked herself that the number of subscribers to "The King of Guns" was not large, and she did not update it quickly, most of the time it was one chapter a day.

"Maybe, it's time to write faster!"

After reading the manuscript fee, she smiled and muttered to herself.

Black Dog, the author of "The Realm of Divine Martial Arts", the lame middle-aged man who raised a big black dog, when he learned that he had a sword qi manuscript fee of nearly 6,000 last month, he sat in front of the computer and looked at the number, and he didn't move for a long time, and he felt that his already dead heart began to beat faster again.

His life seemed to have taken a turn for the better.

The author of "Humanoid Weapons" is galloping, the author of "The Left Hand of Death" is the Impermanence Messenger, the author of "The Legend of the Purple Shadow Sword" is Zhi Tiange, the author of "The Legend of the Purple Shadow Sword" is Gong Yuhan, the author of "Wudang Outcast" Qi Yanyan, and the author of "Shi Niang Walks Slowly" is a pure banana......

Authors with a manuscript fee of more than 3,000 are in a good mood when they see the manuscript fee data of last month, and even those authors with a manuscript fee of less than 3,000 are satisfied.

After all, compared to writing books for free on the Internet before, now you can get one or two thousand a month, even if it is only a few hundred yuan in manuscript fees, which is also worth being happy.

For those who like to write, the money they make from writing is more meaningful than any other job, even if it's just a few hundred dollars.

……

If the surprise of these authors with manuscript fees is only a small-scale impact, then the top ten data of December manuscript fees released by Youjian Qi on the bulletin board on the homepage of the website are enough to set off an uproar in the online literature industry.

"Impossible, right? Iwami's manuscript fee last month was almost 110,000? ”

"Fake! It's definitely fake! ”

"It can't be fake this time, right? The manuscript fee for "The King of Guns" is over 7,000! The manuscript fee for "Jiangshan Wolf Smoke" is also more than 6,000, and "The Realm of Shenwu" is almost 6,000! There are more than 3,000 of the top 10 and the least! Now that these figures have been announced, it's impossible not to pay those authors if you have sword energy, right? ”

"How much money is paid for tips than for subscriptions? Wrong, wrong! We've been talking about subscriptions to these books before, but what really makes money is tipping! ”

"Say nothing! I don't write that book in the pillow book! Come and open a new book today! Why don't you try it too! What if it's true! Anyway, you can't write money in the pillow book! ”

"Hey, hey! My "Bright Sword" has more than 100,000 words in sword energy. It should be on the golden sword sheath list, right? Hopefully, I'll be able to earn one or two thousand dollars a month here! One or two thousand dollars shouldn't be too much, right? ”

……

In the afternoon of this day, Wang Qin called over and happily told Zhao Yan that there were more than 150 authors of the new book published by Sword Qi today!

The next day, Wang Qin called again to report that the traffic of the website increased by one-third yesterday, and the daily traffic has exceeded 200,000, and on the third day, the data reported by Wang Qin rose again, and the daily traffic rose to more than 240,000, the fourth and fifth days. Wang Qin's daily traffic numbers are rising.

In just five days, the daily flow of sword qi has risen to more than 330,000.

Not only that, in just five days, the authors of the new books with sword qi have surpassed the whole month of last month, and the works in the library of the new books with sword qi have never been more abundant.

The traffic and new books on the website are growing rapidly every day, so that Fan Long and Lou Wenhao call Zhao Yan every day to treat them, but of course Zhao Yan didn't pay attention to them, because Xiao Mengyue also came back this vacation, and he was busy dating her! Treat? OK! I'll talk about it when I get back to school.

January 6th. For Zhao Yan, it was no different from usual, and that night, Zhao Yan habitually coded words on the computer in the attic, which was a little regrettable. Xiao Mengyue can't open a video with him tonight, Xiao Mengyue explains that her cousin is on her side tonight and sleeps with her at night, if their relationship is known by her cousin. With her cousin's temperament, she will definitely soon be known to her family.

If you can't video, you can't video! Zhao Yan wrote the manuscript honestly.

On the same night, the entrance to the Fulingyuan Cemetery in the western suburbs of the mountain city. A black luxury sedan came out of the night and came to a quiet stop.

The driver's door opened, and a thin man in a black suit and black leather shoes got out of the car with a white chrysanthemum pinned to his chest.

"Bang"

Falling on the car door, the man silently took out a pair of brown glasses from his arms and put them on, then came to the trunk of the car to take paper money, paper ingots, candles and other offerings, and walked silently into the entrance of the cemetery.

The mausoleum keeper at the entrance glanced inside the house, and saw that he was well-dressed and carrying sacrifices, but he did not come out, so he let the thin man enter the cemetery.

The light in the cemetery was dim at night, and from time to time a few crows sounded in the night, but the thin man did not look afraid at all, and silently walked into the depths of the cemetery and stopped in front of a black tombstone.

Under the dim light of the cemetery, the name on the tombstone can be faintly seen - Cao Yunjie.

"Applejack! I've come to see you! ”

The thin man suddenly spoke, his voice was low, he silently took off the brown glasses on his face, squatted down silently, and placed the apples, bananas, roast chickens and other offerings he brought in front of the tombstone one by one, as well as a bouquet of red roses.

When he put down the red roses, he smiled faintly and said, "I know that you like to pick up girls, take this bouquet of roses and use it!" ”

When it was over, he lit two more white candles and inserted them in front of the tombstone, and then began to burn paper money and paper ingots.

For a while, the front of the tombstone became bright, and if it was daytime, the mausoleum keeper would probably come to stop it, but now it was night, and no one cared about him.

The bright light of the fire also illuminated this person's face, and if someone came here at this time, they should be able to recognize him at a glance as a kung fu star - Cai Xiaoming! A big star known for his swordsmanship and fiery personality.

The paper money and ingots were lit, and he gathered all the remaining paper money and ingots around, unscrewed a beautifully packaged bottle of whiskey, smiled and poured a line in front of the tombstone, then held up the bottle to the tombstone, and said, "Applejack! I haven't forgotten your favorite whiskey! Does it taste the same as what you used to drink? ”

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When Cai Xiaoming came to the cemetery late at night to pay tribute to Cao Yunjie, a celebration banquet of the movie "No. 1 in the World" was being held in the banquet hall on the fourth floor of the Tianjin Orum Hotel, which is not only a five-star hotel, but also an international chain brand.

And "No. 1 in the World" is invested by Nie's Media last year, the recently released blockbuster, released for 7 days, the box office has exceeded 100 million, so tonight Nie's Media and the main creative team of "No. 1 in the World" held a celebration banquet here, with more than 100 guests and reporters present, and the huge banquet hall was staggered, talking and laughing, in addition to reporters, the participants were well-dressed, handsome men and beautiful women can be seen everywhere.

The actor Lin Lingfeng and the heroine Hu Shiyue of the movie all appeared, and at this time, they were accompanying the Nie father and son to toast the guests one by one, and the atmosphere was quite beautiful.

Hu Shiyue, who was with Lin Lingfeng to death in the movie, held Nie Xiaotian's arm tonight, Nie Xiaotian is the only son of Nie Donglai, the head of Nie's Media, and the heir of Nie's Media.

In contrast, although Lin Lingfeng is also a hot martial arts star in recent years, with a net worth of nearly 100 million, he is still far behind Nie Xiaotian, although Nie Xiaotian is far less handsome and handsome than Lin Lingfeng.

Nie Dong is over 60 years old, with gray hair, a tall stature, and dark skin, but his eyes are extremely bright, and he is majestic and self-reliant.

Anyone who was toasted by him immediately stood up and held their glasses in both hands, with a look of honor.

There is no banquet in the world, and no matter how luxurious and grand the celebration banquet is, there is an end to it.

Not long after, this celebration banquet is coming to an end, Nie Donglai father and son, Lin Lingfeng, Hu Shiyue and director Shang Kuiming and others have already come to the stage, Nie Donglai is giving a closing speech, the guests, reporters' cameras are focused on the stage, at this moment, no one noticed a thin male waiter holding a tray, and a few glasses of wine on the tray approached unhappily.

At this time, the bodyguards of the Nie family father and son naturally could not be on the stage, Nie Donglai said to the microphone in the middle of the stage and thanked the guests and thanked the media friends, and everyone else on the stage was smiling and ready to applaud, at this moment, suddenly, the waiter overturned the tray in his hand, and all the glasses of wine on the tray were thrown to Nie Donglai on the stage.

At the same time, this person divided his hands, separated the two men and women who were blocking him left and right, stepped on the speaker on the side of the stage, and flew up, in the noisy screams of the audience, he struck Nie Donglai, who was drenched with wine and full of face on the stage with both palms, and dodged in embarrassment.

"Ah!!h

"Not good!"

"Dad!!"

"Chairman !!"

"Save !! Quickly"

In the uproar and screams of the audience, several bodyguards in the audience have changed their expressions and rushed to the stage one after another, some people pulled out electric batons, some people pulled out daggers, and some people pulled out soft swords from their waists, and the scene was a mess for a while.

And most of the people on the stage were screaming and dodging, including Nie Donglai's own son Nie Xiaotian.

There was only one person who didn't hide - Lin Lingfeng, the actor of "The First in the World", I saw him Huo Ran turning his head to look at him, his eyes were extremely fierce, seeing the attacker attacking Nie Donglai, Lin Lingfeng's eyes flashed, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he brushed away Nie Xiaotian who was blocking him, swept out with one foot, and swept the embarrassed Nie Donglai down on the stage.

It was precisely because he swept Nie Donglai down with this kick that the attacker's combined palms slashed into the air, not hitting Nie Donglai's neck.

If Zhao Yan was here, he would be able to recognize that the attacker was Nalan Jingxiu.

A blow missed, Nalan Jingxiu raised his eyebrows, a murderous aura appeared on his face, and his palms flipped over, Lin Lingfeng didn't react, the whole person had been hit in the lower abdomen, rolled out, and the pupils of the sharp-eyed bodyguard suddenly shrank, because he saw that it was just a palm, Lin Lingfeng not only vomited blood, but also the shirt in the lower abdomen of the middle palm was already tattered. (To be continued......)

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