Chapter 169 It’s good to go home
“I should say this, right?” Chen Fengling smiled and didn’t care about Li Yan playing on the computer.
With vegetables in hand, she quickly went into the kitchen to cook. While talking about how many good dishes she had prepared for the evening, she asked Li Yan about accommodation.
I haven’t asked about the final exam for a long time.
Li Yan knows her mother’s temperament, and she is waiting.
When Li Yan took the initiative to shout, "I did really well in the exam," once Li Yan didn't say anything, she would start thinking about whether her son didn't do well in the exam and didn't dare to say anything, and then just thinking about it made her feel bad. .
Suddenly she started to feel downcast for no apparent reason. At this time, Li Yan asked, "What's wrong with you?" and she exploded on the spot.
But it seemed different today. After Chen Fengling was busy in the kitchen for a long time, she brought out a plate of open-sided shrimp and said how fresh the shrimp was. She still looked very happy.
Do you already know the results? It doesn't make sense. Li Yan didn't tell them. How did they know the results? Mother Lin shouldn’t have made a special phone call...
It wasn’t until Li Chun came back for dinner and the three of them were sitting happily at the dinner table that Chen Fengling finally asked:
"How was the final exam?"
This map of Yan State is too long.
Perhaps considering that Li Yan didn’t tell him about his results for so long, they should be unsatisfactory. Li Chun even specially gave him garlic shrimp and said:
"You expected You are ranked first in your grade in the high school entrance examination, so there is no need to feel any pressure. It doesn’t matter if you don’t take the first place this time. In a school like New Taipei No. 1 Middle School, don’t take it for granted that you are ranked first.”
Some things are not good. Memories came flooding back. In her previous life, Li Yan was locked out when she came home during the winter vacation because of "regression"... This regression was just from being sixth in the midterm exam to being in the thirteenth grade in the final exam.
Damn it, now that I think about it, this was also the trigger for me being tired of studying before I was reborn!
Forget it, the past is gone, and my parents have changed now, which is something to be happy about.
“One point short of a perfect score.”
“Which subject?” Chen Fengling asked.
"Chinese."
"What about the others?"
"Perfect marks for the others."
Huh? The chopsticks of Li Chun, Chen Fengling and his wife stopped in mid-air.
"What do you mean? What about your total score?"
"The total score is one point short of a perfect score."
Chen Fengling's mouth reacted faster than her eyes. Her eyes were still in a trance and her smile was already on her face.
Soon, Li Yan’s bowl was filled with vegetables: the largest shrimp, the best piece of meat on the steamed fish, the most even pork belly, and the thinnest cabbage heart - Li Yan Bu Likes to eat thick vegetable sticks.
The two even began to discuss which relatives and friends they should tell about this happy event. After calming down, they repeatedly said no, not in such a high profile.
Then he started to praise again, but because he didn’t know much about Li Yan’s current learning situation, he even praised him for growing a few centimeters taller.
In the end, Chen Fengling even shed tears and repeatedly emphasized that she was just too happy.
The two sets of clothes that Li Yan took out from the suitcase made them almost faint with joy.
“Where did the money come from?” Chen Fengling suddenly regained her composure.
"I told you, royalties."
"You should also keep some for yourself," Chen Fengling said, "Mom and dad are very happy to buy these, but it is enough Oh.”
“I also bought shoes for myself.” Li Yan pointed to the shoe rack, “They are more expensive than your clothes.”
Chen Fengling discovered that her son had misunderstandings and explained: "I finally made some money, so don't spend it all at once. You can celebrate this time. If you save it in the future, you can use it as tuition."
Li Yan would have gotten angry before, but now he just nodded "Yeah".
Chen Fengling likes to chatter while washing dishes, just listen to her.
Moreover, Li Yan’s parents, who are busy writing online articles, don’t even know that if it weren’t for this foreseeable income base, Li Yan wouldn’t have spent just one or two thousand in royalties.
Poor information is the source of many conflicts.
Seeing that his son had been chatting on the computer, Li Chun came over and asked: "Are you chatting? That QQ?"
"Working."
"Oh..." Li Chun Without asking any questions, his current parenting policy is to let him go. In terms of learning, my son is already so much better than me, so it is not his turn to teach me.
He is responsible for using life experience to control the direction and not let Li Yan go astray. As for fate, it is Li Yan's own business.
Li Yan quickly returned to the room with the computer in her arms. She had just returned home during the winter vacation, so she might as well talk about the online writing later.
Kaiyuan: I have arranged it for you. It will be released in the early hours of tonight. Have you written your speech?
Li Yan: I wrote it.
Kaiyuan: You can send it now. If you haven’t sent it yet, there will be no notification effect.
Since returning home, Li Yan has been communicating intensively with Kaiyuan.
The originally expected release time was postponed due to final exams, and it was ultimately not put on the shelves when recommendations were made. Kaiyuan was very sad about this, and kept emphasizing that if it was put on the shelves with recommendations, the first order could be several hundred more.
Li Yan said that a few hundred more or less would not make any difference.
Kaiyuan punched the cotton directly, and complained that the number of free words was too much.
Li Yan said that it would be good for readers who like this book to read more.
Then Kaiyuan lost his temper.
Li Yan: Yuanda, how much do you think the initial order for this book will be?
Kaiyuan: Just look at it, obviously you still care about your grades.
Li Yan: To show off.
Kaiyuan: ...I paid to chase more than 5,000, almost 6,000, and collect 50,000. This is an amazing achievement. But your pace is slow and the story will obviously come into play in the later stages, so you don’t have to worry too much about the first order.
Li Yan: It doesn’t look optimistic?
Kaiyuan: What are you talking about? Isn’t this optimistic? Why do you have an initial order of more than 3,000 yuan? You are directly over the line for masterpieces! How many masterpieces are there in the entire website? If you really make a big deal later, I think it will be a while before even 6,000 orders are received. This is a masterpiece! You can come directly to Origin’s annual meeting!
Li Yan: That’s almost meaningless.
Kaiyuan lit a cigarette, stared at Li Yan's reply for a long time, and then knocked on the keyboard:
Didn't it meet your expectations?
Li Yan: No, I just feel like I’m not pretending enough.
Kaiyuan: Isn’t this enough pretense? Unless you have been a gold medalist before, no one else will feel that this result is not enough. Are you really new?
Li Yan: The main reason is that compared to the best score in the junior high, middle and final exams in the province, which is one perfect score, the results here are indeed worse.
Damn it, it’s all Guo Qiwen’s fault! Here, "full marks in all subjects" makes me feel full of pressure!
Kaiyuan laughed heartily in the office again, and almost forgot about this setting:
Okay, okay, this is a good idea to show off. I found that you are very suitable for writing about cities. Hey, after finishing this book, I will write an urban novel next time. Remember to find me! Just write about being reborn and returning to elementary school, cheating and becoming a boss all the way. You have so many pretentious ideas, so it’s so appropriate.
As soon as he finished speaking, Kaiyuan discovered that Li Yan had posted his acceptance speech. He clicked on it with great interest and was dumbfounded.
There are only two lines of words in it:
It will be on the shelves at midnight, and it will be refreshing to get an update of 30,000 yuan.
Not much to say, I would like to express my gratitude to Mr. Shenxu, the golden leader of this book, the operating officer, the pusher for getting out of the circle, and the steward of the book review section. I love you and respect you.
There are so many faults that I don’t know how to reply.
However, his professionalism told him that some things still had to be mentioned:
How many daily updates are you planning to make?
Li Yan: Ten thousand to twenty thousand. I will keep my manuscripts during the winter vacation. I may be a little busy next semester.
Kaiyuan: One to twenty thousand a day? What do you call this?
Li Yan: I have saved 300,000 words. If it were not for the final exam, I could save more.
To be honest, my typing score has reached 53 points, which has become a powerful skill at my T1 level.
Typing is faster than talking, but unfortunately this book is not easy to write. There are too many revisions. If you use this skill, you need a guarantee, and you can bankrupt the origin water without the editor paying attention.
Kaiyuan has already begun to fantasize. As far as the current results of this book are concerned, it is updated every day... which is incredible.
But there is a problem: as the quantity increases, the quality must also keep up. In this case, you can send me the saved manuscript and I will show it to you.
Li Yan: You just want to see it, right?
Kaiyuan chuckled, and then suddenly patted his head:
Nima, I'm the editor!
(End of this chapter)