I haven't seen him for half a year, and the little pig is still the same, and he doesn't give face at all.

It has an elegant name, "Yaoguang". But it refused to be elegant when it was young, not only did it eat ferociously, but it also slept incurably, and it also made a purring and snoring sound.

"Yaoguang? Yaoguang? Wake up, it's time to eat. ”

The mother tirelessly played with the piglet's ears, and finally tricked it into waking up, holding her two little paws together and staring blankly at the phone screen.

"Come, kiss one." Fang Yan pretended to be affectionate and turned his face sideways, and poked his fingers into his cheeks.

The little pig smacked his small mouth innocently, with two playful incisors on the top and bottom, and a small tongue sticking out of it, licking it a few times at the camera.

In Fang Yan's opinion, the little guy was licking the screen, and he was licking it very tastefully.

"Okay, okay, you sleep, it's really hard to let you kiss it." Fang Yan shook his head again and again, and got down to business, "Dad, Mom, don't stay in the town all day long, go out for a walk, the motherland is a great country, and there are more places to play." I'll transfer you a sum of money tomorrow to visit a few more places while the weather hasn't turned cool. ”

Fang Wenshui smiled with satisfaction: "Your mother and I don't go anywhere, it's good to farm at home." As far as the money you earn with the old onion, your mother doesn't want to spend it. ”

"This time it's different." Fang Yan suddenly became serious, "The money is very clean, I just signed a contract with a live broadcast platform, with a monthly salary of two million, today I helped the platform boss find two life-sustaining elixirs, and tomorrow there will be another 20 million bonuses." ”

"Twenty million?" Zhou Ying was amused and laughed, "Son, didn't my mother say you, your current college students are too shallow and too easy to be deceived, and you believe it when people say 20 million?" You're not a big star, so let's work the ground. ”

"Uh......" Fang Yan knew that before the money arrived, everything he said was like nonsense, so he didn't bother to argue, just blindly emphasized, "In short, I won't use the money that damages yin morality, if I transfer money to the two of you, it must be money earned through legitimate channels, you just have to spend it with confidence." ”

"Money is something outside the body, people live, the body is the most important, you usually pay attention to rest early. How was the recent retake? Since you're in college, you have to get your diploma, right? Although the graduation certificate is a piece of waste paper, you must do things well from the beginning to the end......"

The parents chattered a few more words and reluctantly ended the video call.

Walking out of the bathroom, Fang Yan did not return to his seat, the returning train passengers were sparse, he found an empty carriage, sat alone by the window, and held his cheeks in a daze.

After a while, the live broadcast of tomb robbery will be officially operated, and the contract of Yisuo has been set, with a basic salary of 2 million per month, and a 60% commission for the gifts received by the anchor.

As long as you find a blood-colored fig, you will be rewarded with 20 million yuan for the live broadcast team. No matter how many figs he finds in the live broadcast, he only picks up one, and distributes the rest independently.

If you can break the four-leaf clover curse early, you will be given an additional 100 million bonus to each person!

60% of the gift commission, if this is spread out, I am afraid that I will envy a large number of network anchors, there are few platforms in the world that will let the anchor get more than 50% of the share, many platform stores bully customers, the anchor often only takes 20%, don't look at some popular beauty anchors can receive a night of airplanes and rockets flying all over the sky, in fact, the website is the biggest beneficiary.

In this first round of internal test live broadcast, the team got 20 million, and Fang Yan was able to get a huge amount of money, but this money was still too far from the first article of "Deathbed Matters" "Leave 100 million for your parents".

……

"What do you think? Don't sleep at night? ”

Fat Lin sat down and handed over a bottle of mineral water. Thinking that there will be money to share tomorrow, not to mention how excited he is, "It's time to call Lord Wei back, and the brothers will go out and make waves." ”

"I'm not free, I still have a lot of things to do."

"Isn't it over? What else? The fat man opened the cap of the bottle and handed it to Fang Yan.

"My novel hasn't been updated for a week, and if I don't update it, readers will come to my door and cut me." Fang Yan said with a bitter face.

"Poof! Is there still someone chasing you for your broken book? Lin Fatzi looked incredulous, and when he saw Fang Yan glaring at him, he hurriedly smiled, "What's inside, what kind of book is written?" What's the name of the book, I'll search for it. ”

Fang Yan couldn't wait to cut him, "Make friends!" I've been writing for two years, and you don't know the title? Remember, it's called "Game of Death", a science fiction masterpiece of wits and courage. ”

Mentioning the title of this book, Lin Fatzi was a little impressed, this seems to be the eighth article of Fang Yan's "Important Things to Doom" - you must finish writing a novel before you die.

"If you can't do this book, no one will read it." Lin Fatzi found the book in the "Starting Point Bookstore" and sentenced him to death on the spot.

"Why?"

"The title of the book is too bad, I have no desire to click on it at all, General Ben is ten years old, and I tell you very responsibly that your book title is too stupid."

"I didn't choose this name, the editor-in-chief gave it, it's okay, right?" Fang Yan explained.

Lin Fatzi shook his head again and again, "No, today's online novels, if you want readers to buy them, you must have hot keywords in the title of your book." Also, the content of your book is not good, this is already in the era of mobile reading, and the mobile phone user base is very picky. As an author, you can't write whatever you want, you have to write what the reader wants to read, and every chapter must be pretended. B slapped in the face, bullied by the enemy, and must be punched back in the face within two chapters, otherwise? Hmph, wait to hit the streets. ”

"The keyword? What keyword? Fang Yan humbly asked for advice, knowing that what the fat man said made sense, he couldn't help but lament: "Must be written according to the routine? Authors can't write what they want to write, so what's the point of writing a book? ”

"You don't know the keywords? You're a third-rate writer! The fat man will give you a popular science: First of all, there must be 'school flower' in the title of the book, there must be 'super', and there must be 'close', yes, the word 'close' is very important, and the priority of 'school flower' is the same. Lin Fatzi said that the head is the Tao, and continues to list:

"The title of the book should also have 'Dragon', with domineering modifiers such as 'Crazy Young' and 'Cold Less'. By the way, the title of the book should also have 'superb', 'supreme', 'president'......"

"Wouldn't it? So particular? The title of my book can be changed, just send a contract. Can you help me get a new one? ”

"Hmm...... Then ......" Lin Fatzi's eyes were shining, and he said without thinking:

""School Flower's Super Death Game: The Best Close-fitting Crazy Young Dragon Aotian", how about it? 6 not 6? With the title of this book, it is guaranteed to be popular, and one book will become a god. ”

As soon as he finished saying the title of the book, the dead fat man subconsciously shrank back, and Fang Yan grabbed it with a big hand:

"What are you hiding?"

"Boss, I was wrong."

"I'm about to write about the protagonist breaking an enemy's kidneys with a punch, but I don't know how to describe the painful expression of the dead. Come, you let me punch, I'll refer to your expression......"

"Boss, I'm wrong, we have something to discuss, tomorrow I'll take a few brothers to the big health care, I'll treat you, can I call you the most expensive package?" Ahh......h

……

The flight at Caojiapu Airport in Xining was again taken under a four-hour trip. When I arrived in Jinling, it was already past 6 o'clock in the morning.

Fang Yan borrowed a notebook, sat in the economy class of the plane and buried his head in the code, and waited for everyone to get off the plane before realizing that they had arrived at the station, and hurriedly packed their things.

Out of the airport, the black cars that came to meet the airport were lined up, except for a purple Buick that didn't fit in with the others.

A tall, young man in a leather jacket stood by the door, seemingly waiting for a long time.

The man has a fashionable flower wheel head, a pair of white jeans and a pair of Martin boots, full of punk flavor.

"Brother Haifeng? What wind is blowing you here? Aren't you making documentaries in Africa? ”

Haixin approached the man in surprise, a little surprised, this cousin is a notoriously busy man, who has devoted himself to wildlife conservation for the past two years, and has been heard from since he plunged into Africa.

The elders in the family were looking forward to him coming back for a reunion dinner, but they didn't expect him to go straight to the airport to pick him up as soon as he came back.

……

At the same time, Fang Yan hurriedly squeezed into the car back to school.

Qin Shuang drove the car himself, one rope was in the co-pilot, and the others were all sitting behind. He looked around and found that there was no one missing, and couldn't help but ask, "What about Haixin?" ”

"Senior sister has someone to pick up, not with us."

Jin Ling'er saw that Fang Yan cared about Haixin's whereabouts as soon as she got in the car, so she pouted angrily and buried herself in her mobile phone.

After Fang Yan sat down, he unloaded the bag, leaned against the car window, and somehow, his heart was restless.

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