When Qian Wenlin received the message from Qingmo again, he was about to go to self-study in the evening.

Then his whole being was surrounded by a kind of ecstasy, and the excitement emitted a substantial roar, rolling up the whirlpool.

"Hello Mr. Lin Wen, your work "Porcelain Wedding" has been favored by Xianzai Film and Television Company, and they are ready to buy your film and television copyright, I will pull a group now, and you can talk directly."

Qian Wenlin stood in place, took nearly half a minute to calm down, and replied, "I'm going to class now, let's talk later." ”

Surprises are surprises, and students can't be delayed in class.

Qingmo: "No problem. ”

With a high-spirited mentality that heaven and earth are all working together, I finished the first class.

After returning to the office, I haven't clicked on Qingmo Xinla's group yet, and found a new friend application, with the remark "Xianzai Film and Television Planning Yunlian".

Qian Wenlin passed the application.

The other party immediately sent a message: "Hello Mr. Lin, I am the planning editor of Xianzai Film and Television, I saw your work in "New Story Monthly", I am very interested, I want to ask you, are you interested in selling film and television copyrights?" ”

Qian Wenlin: "If you are interested, what should I do?" ”

Yun Lian: "That's right, after our evaluation, the initial plan we drew up is to buy an exclusive license for 10 years for 150,000 yuan, do you think you can accept it?" ”

Qian Wenlin looked at the number "160,000 yuan" several times and replied: "Yes, it can be regarded as an unexpected joy." ”

Yun Lian: "Okay, then I'll probably send you the electronic contract tomorrow." ”

Qian Wenlin: "Okay, hard work. ”

ended the chat with Yunlian, Qian Wenlin went to the group to reply, and then chatted privately with Qingmo Editor, and told her about it.

Qingmo: "Congratulations to Mr. Lin. ”

Qian Wenlin also thanked the editor of Qingmo seriously: "Thank you very much! Without your selection of my work, without your recommendation, I would not have such an opportunity, thank you again! ”

150,000!

plus more than 19,000 manuscript fees, adding together, close to 170,000.

This is the first time in 40 years that Qian Wenlin has made so much money at once.

That kind of blessing is not only money, but more importantly, the recognition of one's own strength.

When my article is really made into a movie or TV series in the future, then I can tell my son openly.

Your progress is fast, but Ling Lao Tzu will always be your Lao Tzu!

After evening self-study, Qian Wenlin came home with great steps, and saw that his wife was mopping the floor, and he did not take the mop as usual to complete the follow-up housework.

Instead, he walked to the sofa without saying a word, sat down, crossed Erlang's legs, took a book he had placed on the sofa, and looked at himself.

Yang Yuhua held the mop and looked at her husband like a stranger, without waiting for her to speak, she saw her husband looking up at herself: "What are you stunned about, mop the ground and make me a cup of tea." ”

Yang Yuhua: "......"

"Didn't you listen?" Qian Wenlin's tone was arrogant.

"Qian Wenlin, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation, are you going to be the principal?"

"Headmaster?" Qian Wenlin shook his head slightly, "No, no, I've just worked for a day, and I'm a little tired." ”

"Who doesn't work a day?" Yang Yuhua's tone was displeased.

"I know you've worked all day, but I'm very tired today, not to mention the students, my editor came to me, and then the planning editor of the film and television company also came to me, and I had a lot of things to deal with, which made me very mentally exhausted."

"What film and television company?"

"What kind of film and television company, just a company that shoots TV, where do all the TV series you watch every day come from?"

"What are you looking for by the film and television company?"

"They think your husband's article is well written and wants to change it into a film and television drama, so they want to spend 150,000 yuan to buy my film and television rights."

"You, what did you say?"

"I said, the film and television company will spend 150,000 yuan to buy the film and television adaptation rights of my work, so, can you pour me a cup of tea, I'm very thirsty now."

Yang Yuhua walked up to her husband in disbelief and asked, "Didn't you coax me?" ”

"What are you doing? Sign the contract tomorrow, and the contract will be sent to you at that time. ”

"Husband, you are so talented!" Yang Yuhua said and kissed Qian Wenlin on the forehead.

Of course, 150,000 yuan surprised her, but the fact that her husband's work was changed into a TV series made her even more proud.

Just imagine, in the future, I will watch a TV series written by my husband while playing mahjong with my sisters, how it feels to ......

I'm afraid it's not much worse than figuring out the same color.

"Eh, what are you doing, go and pour tea." Qian Wenlin sighed to his heart's content.

"You wait, come right away." Yang Yuhua cooperated.

Although Qian Wenlin deliberately acted on purpose, he did get back some of the feelings that his wife admired when he first got married.

……

Shanghai Normal University, boys' dormitory.

Qian Quan went through all the opening chapters of the top ten works on several lists of the source Chinese website, and then decided to change the title of his work from "Unenvious Immortal" to "My Senior Brother is Too Reckless".

After deciding on the title of the book, the next step is to make an outline, set it, and figure out what to cut into at the beginning.

At this moment, Zhang Xianger called.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Qian Quan asked.

"Two things: first, my master wants to see you;

"Second, Shimizu Ichiro went back to call his parents, it is said that he will come to China with his uncle this time, and it is estimated that he will also meet you at that time."

may be because of the mention of Master, Zhang Xianger's tone is rare serious.

"Okay, I'd love to visit the commander in person, too." Qian Quan said sincerely, "Also, what is the origin of that Shimizu Ichiro's uncle, is it very powerful?" ”

"I don't know, but that's disturbing, as a master of Japanese Iaijutsu, Okochi is well-known in the martial arts world and is known as Japan's 'national treasure martial artist'.

"And his junior brother is actually not famous, and now he is suddenly coming to China, there must be something greasy in this."

"Then the soldiers will come to block it, and the water will come to cover it." Qian Quan said, "It's nothing more than another competition." ”

"You're not afraid of losing to little Japan?"

"Didn't you say that folk martial arts exchanges have always been about winning and losing?

"It's not a big deal, in this era of hot weapons, a martial arts competition can't affect the national fortune."

"I'm worried that they will use this as an excuse to make a big fuss and engage in public opinion warfare on the Internet, and you should also know about our current Internet environment."

Qian Quan suddenly discovered that Zhang Xianger's game life belongs to the game life, and when he gets serious, he has his own hills and valleys in his chest.

"Do your best." Qian Quan said, "When are we going to see your master?" ”

"On Friday I went to Zhonghai, and then we went to Wudang together." Zhang Xianger said.

"Okay."

The day after learning that Shimizu Ichiro went back to call his uncle, Qian Quan met him.

To be precise, it was Shimizu Ichiro's uncle who took the initiative to meet Qian Quan.

In the morning, the sun has just risen.

Yuki Igarashi and Ichiro Shimizu stand on their way to class.

"Qian Quanjun, hello." Ichiro Shimizu took the initiative to say hello.

"Hello." Qian Quan glanced at the two.

The moment he and the tall and sturdy young man beside Shimizu Ichiro looked at each other, his heart sank inexplicably.

"This is my uncle." Ichiro Shimizu introduced.

"Hello." Qian Quan saw a very good but terrifying negative energy hidden from him, like a storm whirlpool in the deep sea, which contained the unwilling breath of history that Qian Quan couldn't say disgust and disgust.

"Hello." The young man bowed his head slightly and responded in broken Chinese, "First meeting, this is a maple leaf I brought from Nara, please smile." ”

After that, the palm of his right hand was turned over, and there was indeed a red maple leaf in the palm of his palm.

He threw the maple leaf at Qian Quan gently, and the maple leaf flew towards Qian Quan.

Qian Quan stretched out his palm to catch the maple leaf, and saw that the maple leaf was about to fall on the palm.

Suddenly, the maple leaf seemed to be blown by the wind, spun in the air, and flew to the side.

Qian Quan's heart jumped, his palm was silently reversed, and he clamped the maple leaf with his index and middle fingers.

One face, but lost half a move.

The young man smiled slightly and said, "Fortunately." ”

Qian Quan stared at him and stopped talking.

(End of chapter)