Chapter Eighty-Five: Spring
Ronghua is a platinum writer of online novels, and he is often ranked in the top three god writers on the monthly ticket list of Wenyue Novel Network.
Just like everyone remembers, at least half of the gods in online novels are fat. Ronghua's name is very rich, so others are also rich.
Two hundred pounds of fat meat, you have to change a boss chair every year.
Today, as in the past, it took me two hours to easily write two chapters of the novel, and after I finished writing, I clicked upload, and then started the daily selling process.
"The competition in the monthly ticket list is becoming more and more fierce, Ronghua's hand speed is slow, it takes three or four hours to write a chapter each, for Ronghua's sake, for the sake of Ronghua's hard work, the brothers cast a few more monthly tickets, let us kill back to the top three!"
After selling miserably, he lay on the boss's chair and smoked a cigarette comfortably.
The online literature of this time and space is not as developed as the earth, and the earth has taken the IP route, and it is still staying here to earn subscription fees, earn publishing fees, and sell a copyright to make an online game.
But Rao is like this, Ronghua also has an annual income that ordinary people can hardly imagine. After all, the people who stand at the top of the pyramid are definitely the ones who attract the most money, and many of the writers at the bottom can only work part-time, otherwise they will pay so much for the manuscript and can't even afford to eat.
After Ronghua finished smoking his cigarette, he opened Jingle and looked at the sales of physical books.
Since book lovers have already read the novel, most of the physical books they buy are only collections, with 40,000 copies pre-sold, and now they have sold a little more than 10,000.
If nothing else, it will be sold out in three or four days.
Ronghua is very satisfied with this achievement, after all, he has been in the online literature circle for so long, and he is already familiar with writing books, just follow a routine, anyway, readers just love to read, and this money is easy to earn.
"Look at the results of other books in the same period." Ronghua was addicted to cigarettes and lit another cigarette.
He was originally a dick, with some writing talent, and he unexpectedly became popular by writing online articles, so he wanted to find a sense of achievement. Every time he sees that someone else has only sold a few hundred or a few thousand copies, he will be extremely proud.
After clicking on it, it was exactly as he expected.
"Seven hundred and sixty copies."
"Fourteen hundred."
"Thirty thousand."
"Nine hundred and seventy-six copies."
Wait! 30,000 copies?
Ronghua moved the mouse and pulled the interface back again.
He looked at it carefully, and it was really 30,000 copies.
I don't remember which publishing big guy I bumped into the time. 30,000 copies a day for pre-sale, which is a bit exaggerated.
He clicked on the interface and saw that the book was called "Dragon Family", which was a bit of a fantasy novel.
"Lu Xiaosu? I've never heard of it. Ronghua thought about it for a long time, and he couldn't think of such a number one writer, but the name was quite familiar.
After searching for personal information, it turned out to be a pure newcomer, and the identity authentication was ...... Singer and freelance musician.
Wait? This guy is a fucking singer?
If he was pressed by a publishing celebrity, then he would be convinced, but what is the matter with such a newcomer who sings?
He opened the comment area and immediately saw a group of fans carnival, who bought several or even a hundred copies of each person for a few signed books.
This stabbed Ronghua again.
Woo woo, why doesn't Lao Tzu have few female readers?
His online novels are written obscene and violent, and female readers are definitely mascot-like existences, which belong to rare mythical beasts. (PS: I have a lot of female readers.) )
He opened his Penguin and found that the readership had exploded, and many people were talking about it.
This made Ronghua feel that he had lost some face in front of readers, and opened his Weibo, and he posted a Weibo:
"The fan economy won't last long, so what can I do if I am temporarily pressed? is such a book, put it on the Wenyue network and upload it, and the monthly ticket list can't even enter the top 100. ”
He didn't name "Dragonborn", but his fans knew who he was talking about.
Ronghua is not bragging, there are indeed some celebrities who will publish books, no one buys it except fans, it seems to be popular in the early stage, and it can't be sold directly later.
He was waiting, waiting to see this "Dragon Family" hit the streets.
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On Sunday, it was rare for Lu Xiaosu not to get up early, he was a little late to read the online novel last night, it was not that he was fascinated, he completely endured the pain of being poisoned, and read it for three or four hours strongly.
Wow! It's amazing to be so rotten!
However, he still found a few good novels, just like when we look at the books from a few years ago, some classic novels can definitely be popular now.
It was he who underestimated the heroes of the world, so he watched and unconsciously saw three o'clock in the morning, which caused him to not get up early to eat breakfast and practice singing.
He has been sorting out his thoughts about online novels recently, and he is not in a hurry to do it, he must first understand the general environment before thinking about which novel to write.
After getting up, Lu Xiaosu washed up briefly, and after thinking for a while, he also washed his hair.
After drying his wet hair, he was satisfied when he looked at himself in front of the mirror.
After returning to the room, he opened the wardrobe and unconsciously picked out his favorite white shirt.
The shirt has a few black patterns on the neckline, which is simple but distinctive.
Today he has an appointment, he wants to watch a movie with Su Lingxi.
He didn't even realize that he was quite serious about this date.
After falling asleep last night, he also had an indescribable dream, in which he did something indescribable with the heroine, and he couldn't remember the heroine's appearance after waking up, he only knew that it was really back to puberty, and the hormones were secreted wildly.
After simply eating takeout, the time has passed twelve o'clock, and the movie ticket he bought is half past one in the afternoon, it is a comedy, called "Killing Dog", it feels a bit ridiculous when I hear the name, and I don't know if it will be good, anyway, the film was picked by Su Lingxi, he doesn't care at all.
"Your home should be near the school too, right? I'll pick you up later. Lu Xiaosu sent a WeChat message to Su Lingxi.
"Do you have a car?" Su Lingxi wondered, how could anyone of his age drive a car.
"Yes! Send me the address, you just wait. ”
After speaking, Lu Xiaosu picked up the key on the table and went downstairs to ride the little electric donkey he had just bought. Well, the milky white little electric donkey, at first glance, the owner is an innocent little scholar.
I didn't have time to take the driver's license, so I bought a small electric donkey to make do with it, anyway, the weather was cooler, and it wouldn't be hot to ride an electric donkey.
Soon arrived at the gate of the community where Su Lingxi lived, Su Lingxi didn't let him in, and asked him to wait at the door.
It didn't take long for him to see Su Lingxi walking out quickly.
She seems to have been dressed up today, her hair is not tied up, and her long, straight black hair is covered with a shawl, which will be gently swayed with the breeze.
She wore a white long-sleeved shirt with a pair of blue skinny jeans on the lower half of her body, showing off her long, straight legs. The long sleeves are tied into the pants, which makes her look longer and more youthful.
"Where's the car?" Su Lingxi pursed his lips.
"Isn't a battery car a car?" As he spoke, Lu Xiaosu also pretended to take out a helmet and said, "Wait until you put it on honestly, my brother will be racing fast!" ”
Su Lingxi couldn't help but smile, not like the cold appearance in the eyes of others, as if the whole world was brilliant.
Lu Xiaosu knew that he would not live an ordinary life in this life, and he never thought that he would lack women, so he would not see a beautiful girl sticking like kraft candy.
Although he is a teenager, he is no longer a teenager after all. Unlike his classmates, he has a crush on the prettiest girl in school, even if they don't even have a conversation.
The relationship between adults is not like this, there is less innocence and more prudence.
His life is still very long, he is not abusive, but he has no intention of handing himself over to any woman.
But why do you always smile at me, the point is why you can smile so well?
It's damning.
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Lu Xiaosu, who was slightly distracted, hurriedly asked Su Lingxi to get into the car, so as not to continue to think nonsense.
Su Lingxi was a little embarrassed, she didn't expect the space of the battery car to be so small, even if she sat back as much as possible, her body did not have any intimate contact with Lu Xiaosu, but she could still feel the breath coming from his body.
Well, a breath that makes people feel very calm.
"Sit tight! Brother Su will let you see what a violent motorcycle is! ”
As he spoke, the little electric donkey began to laugh on the road at a speed of forty yards.
Su Lingxi looked at the boy sitting in front of him bragging about his skin, looked at his bangs flying in the wind, and couldn't help but gently pull the corners of his clothes with his thumb and forefinger.
Perhaps, she just wanted to sit more steadily?
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