Chapter 199 Hello Uncle and Aunt
At Lin Xiuhong’s request, Li Luo had no choice but to take out all the clothes and pants given to him by the three girls, and then put them on himself.
What Yan Zhusheng bought for him was a turtleneck beige sweater, paired with the dark blue down jacket that Ying Chanxi bought for him, and the black wide-leg cotton pants that Xu Youyu gave him.
After changing his school uniform into such a new outfit, Li Luo, who was already quite handsome, suddenly became a little more fashionable in his temperament, and he looked more mature than when he was wearing school uniform.
If Li Luo went out dressed like this and had a more fashionable hairstyle, no one would be able to recognize that he was a high school student.
“It’s quite good-looking.” Lin Xiuhong nodded with satisfaction, “She looks like a human being.”
“That’s what you said.” Li Luo was speechless for a moment, “I didn’t look like a human being before. "
"Why did you interrupt me?" Lin Xiuhong rolled her eyes at him, and then asked, "Why did Xixi and the others think of giving you clothes together?"
"What does this mean?" Li Luo asked strangely, "Is it normal for Xixi to send clothes? Yan Zhusheng is because of our deskmate relationship. I usually take care of her in the class. As a senior, after all, with We live together, and I usually make midnight snacks for her. It's normal to give her a pair of pants."
"Really?" Lin Xiuhong looked at her son and then at her husband.
Li Guohong hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "That's right. It's normal for classmates with good relationships to give gifts."
This can be considered difficult for Li Guohong.
After all, it was last century when he went to high school. Who knows what the young man is thinking about every day now.
"But." Li Guohong added, "Since someone gave you a gift, you should at least give it back, otherwise you won't be able to justify it."
"Hey, let's talk about this." Lin Xiuhong Hearing what he said, he suddenly remembered something. He quickly got up and walked into the bedroom. Then he took out a few scarves and said to Li Luo, "I have knitted a few scarves these days. Take a few of them."
Li Luo blinked and looked down at the scarves in his mother's hand, not surprised at all.
After all, in the past few months before the Chinese New Year, Lin Xiuhong had returned home from her busy work during the day. When she had nothing to do, she would do some needlework. It had become a habit.
So he thought about it and took a white one, an orange one, and then a red one.
Seeing that Li Luo only took three, Lin Xiuhong frowned: "Take another one. I'll replace the one on your neck. I don't know where you bought it."
"Uh..." Li Luo coughed twice and explained in a low voice, "This scarf was knitted by Xixi, so I won't change it."
Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll be beaten to death.
But all of a sudden, Lin Xiuhong and Li Guohong were even more stunned.
I didn’t react for a long time.
"Is it knitted by Xixi?" Lin Xiuhong confirmed repeatedly.
“Yes.”
“Okay.” Lin Xiuhong put away the remaining scarf, “I will keep the clothes you bought. I bought them for my grandparents. Send it to them in two days, so that they will be happy too."
After finishing the clothes, Li Luo watched Lin Xiuhong put away the clothes, and suddenly remembered something, so he said to his parents. : "There is one more thing I need to tell you."
"What's the matter?" Li Guohong just took out a cigarette and went to the balcony to relax, but was stopped by Li Luo again, and he couldn't help but ask road.
"That's it. Didn't my royalties for last month come out? It will be sent to my bank card on the 12th." Li Luo said.
“Oh, I know.” Lin Xiuhong nodded, “What’s wrong?”
Because Li Luo was a minor and could not apply for a card by himself, Lin Xiuhong originally applied for one for him. Although Li Luo's personal information was filled in on it, two phone numbers could be filled in.
One is the minor’s own phone number, and the other is the parent’s phone number.
So if Lin Xiuhong wants to, she can also check the information on her bank card, such as deposits, through text messages.
However, out of trust in her son, Lin Xiuhong never took the initiative to check.
After all, Li Luo usually goes to school. When he returned to live in Bihailanting, Ying Chanxi was there to help watch over him, so he was not afraid that he would suddenly spend money lavishly to buy any random things.
In addition, Li Luo's academic performance is very good now. In Lin Xiuhong's eyes, he should be praised for doing good things, and he should think about whether it is actually a good thing before he makes a mistake.
So I no longer look at my son with the suspicion that I used to stare at a thief.
But the next second, what Li Luo said still shocked both his parents.
“Last month’s manuscript fee was 45,000, and after paying taxes, it’s probably just over 40,000.”
“What?” Lin Xiuhong was stunned, feeling that she had been in shock today. Wow, it's been a while since I asked Li Luo about his book writing situation. Why did the royalties suddenly increase so much?
Is it so profitable to write novels these days?
It's like picking up money.
Li Guohong also stayed where he was, with the cigarette between his fingers almost falling to the ground.
"Are you mistaken? More than 40,000?" Li Guohong's voice was a little broken, and there was some disbelief on his face.
The couple worked hard every day, working in a breakfast shop from dawn to dusk, but they didn't make as much money as Li Luo did from casual writing.
Where can I explain this?
"Let me check." Lin Xiuhong took out her mobile phone with trembling hands, wanting to check her bank card information via text message.
But Li Luo quickly reminded: "I won't say it anymore. The manuscript fee will not be released until the 12th, and we have to wait for two days."
"Then let me first see how much it is now. Money." Lin Xiuhong said this, already sending a text message, and soon received a text message reply from her bank account.
As a result, when she saw the bank card balance displayed in the text message, which was more than 500,000 yuan, she was stunned and couldn't react for a while.
"...Li, Li Luo!" Lin Xiuhong's voice was a little shrill, and she asked Li Luo in a slightly panicked voice, "You, you... didn't you say it was only 40,000? And it shouldn't have been paid yet, right? On your card What's going on with the more than five hundred thousand?"
"What the hell?" Li Guohong was stunned again, feeling that his brain was running out, and he quickly took a look at his wife, and then stopped. Taking a breath of air, "It's really half a million!"
Li Luo felt dumbfounded when his parents said this.
In his impression, the total of his royalties, excluding the mortgage payment of the past few months, was probably just over one hundred thousand.
In addition, it should be the sale of the copyright fees for the two songs "Light Chaser" and "Light", one for 120,000 and the other for 90,000. This adds up to a total of more than 300,000. .
Originally, he wanted to show off a little in front of his parents, and talk about how he made money selling songs. Who would have known that the bank card would have an extra two hundred thousand yuan inexplicably.
Li Luo approached and took a look with suspicion, and found that it was really more than half a million, and he was immediately confused.
"It should only be more than 300,000 yuan. Why is there more?"
"What is more than 300,000 yuan? You can only earn more than 100,000 yuan, right?" Lin Xiuhong Frowning deeply, "Where did all this money come from? Don't get into trouble!"
"Uh... don't worry, wait for me to make a call." Li Luo was a little unsure, but he had some vague guesses in his heart, so he took out his mobile phone and called Yan Zhusheng.
"Hello?" Yan Zhusheng answered almost instantly, not letting Li Luo wait for too long. "Li Luo, are you okay?"
"My parents are here."
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"Mom is not here, what do you want to ask?" Yan Zhusheng asked strangely.
“That’s it.” Li Luo said simply, “Didn’t Aunt Yuan buy two of my songs before? She gave me a total of 210,000, but now I have a total of 500,000 in my bank card, which is more than before. There's an extra two hundred thousand. I wonder if it was arranged by Aunt Yuan?"
"Oh, that's right." Yan Zhusheng nodded, "Didn't you go with me for the interview last Saturday?"< br>
“I originally asked you to come to my house to talk about other aspects of the copyright of "Annals of the Year", but the interview took up time, so we didn’t discuss it in detail at the time.”
“But my mother wants to I went to Qianjiang TV station to attend the New Year's Day party, and I was asked by name to sing this song, so my mother asked the finance department to give you a sum of money first, but I don't know how much it was, it should be two hundred thousand. Right."
"Oh, no wonder." Li Luo nodded suddenly, "Then thank Aunt Yuan for me. Don't worry about the copyright contract. Just sign it when you have time."
"Yeah." Yan Zhusheng responded, and then asked, "Have you tried on the sweater?"
"Uh... I tried it." Li Luo glanced at his parents and saw that they were listening attentively. He looked silently wiping cold sweat, "I don't have anything else to do here, so I'll hang up first."
"Huh?" Yan Zhusheng was stunned for a moment, and then said immediately, "Hello, uncle and aunt , if you want to hang up, then...goodbye, uncle and aunt."
Li Luo: "...You don't have to be so polite."
"What are you doing to greet us?" Are you in a hurry?" Lin Xiuhong snatched Li Luo's phone, rolled her eyes at her son, and then asked kindly - "Is that a bamboo sheng? Auntie also saw the sweater you gave him. It's very beautiful. Auntie has also prepared a scarf for you. Let Li Luo bring it to you and see if you like it."
"Oh." Yan Zhusheng nodded happily, "Thank you, Auntie. I definitely like it."
"Bamboo Sheng." Lin Xiuhong smiled, but couldn't hold back her confusion and asked carefully, "What did you talk about with Li Luo just now? What does the copyright fee for "Two Songs" mean?"
"That's it." Yan Zhusheng answered directly after hearing her question.
It took about a few minutes for Yan Zhusheng to retell the story of Li Luo selling several songs, and finally Li Guohong and Lin Xiuhong figured out the cause and effect of the whole thing.
After greeting each other cordially again and hanging up the phone, Lin Xiuhong returned the phone to her son and looked at her husband with a complicated expression on her face.
I originally thought that this guy could make a lot of money by writing books. In just a few months, he has saved more than 100,000 yuan. Last month’s royalties were even more exaggerated, totaling more than 40,000 yuan.
But...
How come they don’t know that this kid has the ability to write songs?
And just write songs, and people actually buy them?
Only three songs sold more than 400,000 yuan!
"That's not right." Lin Xiuhong looked at Li Guohong with a strange look on her face, "Don't you always read this guy's books? Zhusheng said that Li Luo wrote the song "Rings of the Year" first. Why don’t you know?”
“Um…” Li Guohong’s face stiffened for a moment, and then he said with a smile, “I glanced at that plot, and I thought I didn’t know what “The Ring of the Year” was. I haven’t paid much attention to the old songs I’ve heard.”
“But didn’t Zhusheng say that this song is quite popular?” Lin Xiuhonghu asked, “You often listen to Yuan Wanqing’s songs, so why don’t you know about it? What’s this matter?”
“I just listen to music, who cares about these things usually?” Li Guohong was speechless.
He works in the breakfast shop from dawn to dusk every day, and he has no time to care about the gossip on the Internet.
But Li Luo couldn't help but ask: "Don't Qidian have a comment section? You should know it just by looking at it, right?"
"I usually don't use your comments. Come on..." Li Guohong muttered, "It costs several dollars a month to read your book. How can I pay to read my son's book?"
Li Luo heard this. After saying this, his face suddenly darkened, and he couldn't help but ask: "So what do you usually do?"
"Aren't there free ones on the Internet?" Li Guohong said in a low voice, "I usually save some cigarettes. Is it easy to make money? You already have so much royalties, so you don’t need me, right?”
Looking at Lao Li’s look like a thief, Li Luo suddenly felt a toothache on his face.
It’s okay for Zhu Yufei and Zhang Guohuang in the class to watch pirated copies. It’s understandable that the student party has no money. You, the father, don’t support the genuine version. It’s unreasonable!
“Look at how stingy you are.” Lin Xiuhong couldn’t stand it anymore. She patted him on the shoulder and waved her hand, “From now on, if you read Li Luo’s novels, you can ask me to reimburse you for the expenses.”
Li Guohong: "...Then I have to thank my dear wife?"
"Anyway, you can't give more money for cigarettes. Smoking too much is harmful to health." Lin Xiuhong said, "Otherwise you Ask Li Luozhi if he supports you.”
"Mom is right." Li Luo nodded vigorously.
"Okay, let's do this for today. I'm going to take a shower." Lin Xiuhong held her forehead and waved her hand, "You kid, you come out to scare me with big things. I have to digest it first. "
"Mom, I haven't told you yet." Li Luo added, "At the beginning of this month, Aunt Yuan participated in an exclusive interview to promote my book. book.”
“So this month, the manuscript fee is estimated to be far more than 40,000, maybe more than 100,000.”
“And this is a single website, and my book has hundreds of words. Ten thousand words will also be distributed to some other websites, and the manuscript fees should be even higher by then."
"You two should be prepared in advance when the manuscript fees are paid next month."
As soon as these words came out, Lin Xiuhong and Li Guohong subconsciously held their breath, and for a moment they almost forgot what it felt like to breathe.
They suddenly discovered it today.
My son seems to be a bit unnatural.
In less than half a year, they have almost made back the six to seven hundred thousand deposit they invested when buying a house!
(End of chapter)