Chapter 89 Yan Zhusheng called
It’s the National Day holiday.
However, for Lin Xiuhong and Li Guohong, there is basically no concept of holidays for 365 days a year.
So even though it was the National Day holiday, Li Luo was not allowed to come home to stay. Everything was still business as usual. He was only told that he could go back for a meal on the night of the 3rd because there were guests at home.
Li Luo originally planned to go home, but Ying Chanxi’s computer is here now, and he has to take advantage of the National Day to do more Braille.
So I followed my parents’ arrangements.
As for Ying Chanxi, because Ying Zhicheng is still busy during the National Day and will not come back, it will be the same for her wherever she goes.
On the other hand, Xu Youyu went home after the National Day holiday, saying that she would come back whenever her parents started to dislike her.
As a result, Li Luo and Ying Chanxi were the only two people left in Bihai Lanting.
"Li Luo, what are you doing?"
When Ying Chanxi got tired of studying in the bedroom, he wandered out, knocked on Li Luo's door, and pushed in. "Are you watching anime again?"
"What's wrong?" Li Luo turned around and asked. road.
“So boring.”
“It’s only nine o’clock in the morning, and you’re already bored?”
“But we’ve been at home for three days.” Ying Chanxi walked into the bedroom, sat down next to Li Luo's bed, swayed her feet and said, "It's the 3rd today. You don't want to stay at home for seven days, do you?"
"It's not impossible?"
"It's finally a holiday, and you just stay at home and play on the computer every day?" Ying Chanxi kicked him in the face and said angrily, "Why don't you go out for a walk."
"Then I Go play ball with Zhao Rongjun in the afternoon."
"What should I do?"
"I find you are quite difficult to take care of." Li Luo turned to look at Ying Chanxi.
It's October in Yuhang City, and it's still very hot, with no sign of autumn.
Ying Chanxi wore a suspender skirt and pajamas today, pure white, exposing her shoulders and two white legs.
After hearing what Li Luo said, Ying Chanxi immediately pouted: "I asked you to take me out to play."
"Then just say no."
"Who knew you were so stupid, you can't even hear this."
"Okay, okay." Li Luo rolled his eyes, "But I have to go home for a meal at night, my mother said There are guests coming at home today, will you go back with me?”
“Xinyan and I have made an appointment to have dinner together in the evening.” Ying Chanxi shook his head, “And you have guests at home. I won’t go.”
“Then I’ll take you out for a walk at noon.” Li Luo looked at the time and said, “Call me at eleven o’clock and walk around for an afternoon. Then you go find Qiao Xinyan. I'll go home for dinner."
"Okay~" Ying Chanxi happily agreed and walked to her bedroom in slippers, "Then I'll read some books."
After coaxing Ying Chanxi like a daughter, Li Luo returned to the cause of coding.
By ten o'clock in the morning, the QQ group suddenly became lively.
Because today is the 3rd, the day when royalties are announced every month.
Many authors post their royalties in the group.
In the group of high-quality authors that Li Luo just joined a few days ago, many big names posted screenshots of royalties worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands.
Don’t look at the fact that the subscriptions of these books on Qidian.com are not high, but after reaching one million words, they are distributed through channels, and the royalties from external websites take off like a rocket.
Li Luo currently has more than 3,000 subscriptions, and about 150,000 words were updated in September. She clicked on the author's background and took a look at the fee data.
——12873.51
This is over 10,000 yuan...
In 2014, what is the level of a monthly income of over 10,000 yuan?
Especially as a high school student.
Li Luo smiled, feeling quite calm but a little emotional.
Other people’s protagonists are reborn with tens of thousands of dollars as the first pot of gold, hundreds of thousands to make a small improvement, a few million to sprinkle water, and then punch Ali and step on Tencent.
He is the only one who can code words happily and earn more than 10,000 yuan in royalties a month. After all, it’s hard-earned money.
However, in this way, it can be regarded as reducing some of the mortgage burden on the family.
Especially for the book "I'm Really Not a Celebrity", the results were better than Li Luo expected.
Now it has more than 400,000 words, with an average subscription score of more than 3,000.
If you can steadily advance the plot and write a million words, and the editor helps to submit it to the channels, you may earn tens of thousands in royalties a month.
If you are lucky, maybe this book can help you pay off your mortgage early.
Thinking of this, Li Luo slowly breathed out a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, in that urban boutique group, there was suddenly the author Aite.
Li Luo clicked on it and immediately raised his eyebrows.
【That song "Rings of the Year", I remember it was an original song in your book, right? @ rekindle】
The person who spoke is a big shot in official writing.
Li Luo was a little surprised and didn't know why the other party asked this.
【Reignited】: I wrote it. What's the matter?
[I have a friend on the female channel. She has a TV series adapted from a book that will be released recently, and she is choosing a theme song]
[The crew sent a lot of songs over. , I was just listening casually with you, but I heard a familiar song]
[I saw the song "Rings of the Year" while reading your book before, so I went to listen to it, but I didn't expect that it would all be selected. It’s become the theme song]
[Reignited]: Huh?
【Don’t you know? I think it sounds good, and I would like to recommend it to my friend. She participated in the screenwriting this time, so she can still vote]
[Reignited]: Maybe my friend recommended it to me. , I’m not very clear either, let me ask.
Li Luo was also confused at this time.
However, he is not worried about plagiarism. After all, the song copyright has been registered long ago.
So he just took out his mobile phone and called Yan Zhusheng. He roughly explained the situation, but he didn't say anything about writing a book.
Yan Zhusheng on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then thought about it: "Maybe it's my mother's problem, let me ask it for you."
After saying that, Yan Zhusheng hung up the phone.
Li Luo didn't think much about it. After putting down the phone, he privately chatted with the official official to get the details.
I learned that this is a costume drama of the same name from the female channel "Yao Chi Xian Yuan".
Li Luo rarely watched TV series in his previous life, but he didn’t have much impression.
But if the song "Rings of the Year" has a chance to sell, that would be a good thing.
I just don’t know how it was selected into the theme song library by the crew.
Is it possible that someone in the crew is his reader?
Thinking about this, there was no news from Yan Zhusheng for a while, and Li Luo had no intention to continue typing, so he rarely opened the comment area and took a look at the situation in the past month.
Because what he writes is a novice, Li Luo doesn’t have the habit of reading the comment section often, not even the writer’s backstage.
The most you can do is take a look at the subscription data and monthly royalties.
He doesn't read things like readers' comments if he can, so as not to see the impact of criticizing him on his coding status.
But when he clicked on the comment area, at first glance, the most conspicuous thing was the post with more than a hundred comments.
[Sheng Sheng Endless]: It’s good to watch. I like Mo Qinghan better. Can you write more about her plot?
When Li Luo saw the nickname of the poster, his whole body was shaken subconsciously.
Then there was a long silence.
The phone on the table vibrated.
The above is a call from Yan Zhusheng.
But Li Luo didn't know how to answer it.
(End of this chapter)