Chapter 89 Yan Zhusheng Calls

It's National Day holiday.

However, for Lin Xiuhong and Li Guohong, there is basically no concept of holidays in the 365 days of a year.

So even during the National Day holiday, Li Luo was not allowed to return home to live. Everything was still as usual. He was only told that he could go back for dinner on the evening of the 3rd as there were guests at home.

Li Luo originally planned to go back home, but Ying Chanxi's computer is here now, so he has to take advantage of the National Day to write more.

So I followed my parents' arrangements.

As for Ying Chanxi, since Ying Zhicheng was still busy and could not come back during the National Day holiday, it didn't matter to her where she went.

On the contrary, Xu Youyu went home after the National Day holiday, saying that she would come back when her parents started to dislike her.

As a result, only Li Luo and Ying Chanxi were left on Bihai Lanting's side.

"Li Luo, what are you doing?"

Ying Chanxi was tired from studying in the bedroom, so he strolled out, knocked on Li Luo's door, and pushed it open, "Watching anime again?"

"What's wrong?" Li Luo turned his head and asked.

"I am bored."

"It's only nine in the morning, and you're bored?"

"But we've been at home for three days." Ying Chanxi walked into the bedroom, sat down beside Li Luo's bed, and said while swinging his feet, "Today is the 3rd. You don't want to stay at home for seven days, do you?"

"Isn't that impossible?"

"It's not easy to have a holiday, but you just stay at home and play computer games every day?" Ying Chanxi kicked him and said unhappily, "At least go out for a walk."

"Then I'll go play basketball with Zhao Rongjun this afternoon."

"then what do I do?"

"I find you're quite difficult to please?" Li Luo turned his head and looked at Ying Chanxi.

It was still very hot in Yuhang City in October, with no sign of autumn.

Ying Chanxi was wearing a pure white suspender dress pajamas today, revealing her shoulders and two white and tender calves.

After hearing what Li Luo said, Ying Chanxi pouted: "I asked you to take me out to play."

"Then you should have just said no."

"Who knew you were so dumb that you couldn't even hear that."

"Okay, okay." Li Luo rolled his eyes. "But I have to go home for dinner tonight. My mom said that we have guests coming to our house today. Do you want to go back with me?"

"Xinyan and I have an appointment to have dinner together tonight." Ying Chanxi shook his head, "and you have guests at your house, so I won't go."

"Then I'll take you out for a walk at noon." Li Luo glanced at the time. "Come and call me at 11 o'clock. We'll go out for the whole afternoon. Then you go find Qiao Xinyan and I'll go home for dinner."

"Okay~" Ying Chanxi agreed happily and walked towards his bedroom in his slippers, "Then I'll go read for a while."

After coaxing Ying Chanxi like coaxing his daughter, Li Luo returned to his career of writing.

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 show off their royalties in the group.

In the group of high-quality authors that Li Luo had just joined a few days ago, many big guys posted screenshots of their royalties of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.

Even though the subscriptions for these books on Qidian.com are not high, after reaching a million words and being distributed through distribution channels, the royalties from external sites will take off like a rocket.

Li Luo now has an average subscription of more than 9 words. In September, he updated about 15 words. I clicked on the author's backstage to take a look at the manuscript fee data.

-12873.51
This is over ten thousand...

In 2014, what does it mean to earn over yuan a month?
Especially as a high school student.

Li Luo smiled, his heart was relatively calm, but he felt a little emotional.

When other people's protagonists are reborn, they all make their first pot of gold with tens of thousands of yuan, a few hundred thousand to make a small fortune, a few million to splash out, and then they punch Alibaba and step on Tencent.

Only he can happily write and earn more than 10,000 yuan in royalties this month. After all, it is hard-earned money.

However, this can also reduce the burden of mortgage for the family.

Especially the book "I'm Really Not a Star", which performed better than Li Luo expected.

Now it has more than 400,000 words, and the average subscription is over 3,000.

If I can steadily advance the plot and write up to a million words, and the editor helps me report it to the channel, I might be able to earn tens of thousands of dollars in royalties a month.

If you are lucky, this book may be able to pay off your mortgage early.

Thinking of this, Li Luo slowly let out a sigh of relief.

And at this moment, an author in that urban boutique group suddenly tagged him.

Li Luo clicked it and immediately raised his eyebrows.

[The song "Annual Rings", I remember it was an original song in your book, right? @重燃]

The person who spoke was a big shot who wrote official documents.

Li Luo was a little surprised and didn't know why the other party asked this.

[Rekindle]: I wrote this. What’s the matter?
[I have a friend in the women's channel. She has a book that will be adapted into a TV series and is currently selecting the theme song.]

[The crew sent me a lot of songs. I was just listening to them casually, but I heard a familiar song.]

[I saw the song “Annual Rings” in your book before, and I went to listen to it. I didn’t expect it to be chosen as the theme song.]

【Rekindle】：Ah?
[Don't you know? I think it sounds good, and I want to recommend it to my friend. She participated in the scriptwriting this time, so she can still vote for it.]

[Rekindle]: Maybe my friend recommended it to me, I’m not sure, let me ask.

Li Luo was also confused at this time.

But he is not worried about plagiarism, after all, the copyright of the song has been registered long ago.

So he just took out his cell phone and called Yan Zhusheng, explaining the situation briefly, but he didn't mention the fact that he was writing a book.

Yan Zhusheng on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then thought for a moment and said, "It may be a problem with my mother. I'll ask her for you."

After saying that, Yan Zhusheng hung up the phone.

Li Luo didn't think much about it. After hanging up the phone, he had a private chat with the official boss to find out more details.

I learned that this is a costume drama of the same name "Yao Chi Xian Yuan" on the female channel.

Li Luo hardly watched TV dramas in his previous life, so he didn't have much impression of it.

But if the song "Annual Rings" has a chance to sell, it would certainly be a good thing.

I just don't know how it was selected by the crew into the theme song alternative pool.

Could it be that someone in the crew is his reader?
Thinking of this, since there was no news from Yan Zhusheng for a while, Li Luo didn't feel like continuing to write, so he opened the comment section and took a look at the situation in the past month.

Because he writes amateur articles, Li Luo doesn't have the habit of reading the comment section often, and he doesn't even read the writer's backstage very often.

At most, I would take a look at the subscription data and monthly royalties.

He would avoid reading things like reader comments if possible, so as to avoid seeing people criticizing him and affecting his writing state.

But when he clicked on the comment section, the most eye-catching thing at first glance was the post with more than a hundred comments.

[Sheng Sheng Busi]: It’s nice, I prefer Mo Qinghan, can you write more about her story?
When Li Luo saw the nickname of the poster, he was subconsciously shocked.

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 respond.

(End of this chapter)