Divine Lucky Star

A song that was obviously going to be a hit just cost 20,000 yuan in pocket money! Talk to Miss Bing Concubine about the rest... She said, are you really selling 20,000 songs?

300,000 packs. At this time, Bai Ya Ning also had a childish innocence, and said with a smile, All of this!

No problem! Wang Hao agreed without thinking, That's 300,000!

As soon as these words came out, not only Zhang Baojiang was stunned, but Gong Pengze was stunned, and Bai Yaning's eyes widened completely!

Did he really agree? !

I was joking just now, Bai Yaning said hastily, These songs of yours are obviously worth more than this little money...

It doesn't matter. Wang Hao shrugged his shoulders coolly, pretending to be fan'er and breaking through the sky in an instant: Miss Bingfei said, so that's all, let's count it as a meeting ceremony between me and the two seniors. Anyway, I wrote the song Quite a lot, let’s talk about it later.” Then he stretched out his hand: “Take the money!”

Bai Yaning: ...

Zhang Baojiang: ...

Gong Pengze: ...

Yep, this time Bai Ya Ning's heart was slightly touched for no reason. Now what she is interested in is not the price - even if there are two more zeros, 30 million is nothing to her. The key is that this young man named Wang Hao is really too strong. Words are tailor-made for him!

Okay. Bai Ya Ning finally got serious this time: I'm sorry for the loss you caused, and I will make it up to you in the future.

Oh, what a shame...

Are you going to compensate me with your body, beauty? Wow ha ha ha ha!

You're welcome, it's such a small matter, Wang Hao scratched his hair with a smile, and then looked at Zhang Baojiang: Well, money...

Yes! Zhang Baojiang directly took out his mobile phone, transferred money through WeChat, and got 20,000 yuan!

Wang Hao accepted it with a smile on his face: Then thank you, Teacher Zhang!

We finally have income, 20,000 yuan! Ha ha ha ha!

Immediately, the three of Zhang Baojiang began to find someone to arrange and produce the song Storm, Rainbow and Clang Rose provided by Wang Hao. Basically, Wang Hao had nothing to do with it. I have a mobile phone--by the way, this new mobile phone is really cool to use!

Oh, this is indeed a divine book, Wang Hao looked at the backstage of the author whose data had been increasing all the time, and smiled: In such a short period of time, more than a dozen favorites have been added, hehe, awesome!

It is true that he is so happy. Since the publication of Dou Po Cang Qiong, there have been more than 50,000 words in the book, which can be regarded as a seedling. Because the quality is indeed very good, there are many people who give rewards.

In less than a morning, six or seven people have already donated rewards.

For a book that has not yet been recommended, the data is enough to surprise anyone.

Of course, the most important thing is - it's all money!

After watching it for a while, I went to QQ, but I was stunned when I saw it!

Because Golden Sunflower sent him a message——

Jin Kuihua: Brother Ritian, it's bad! My dad knew that I would write novels for you, but he said it was all nonsense, and those who couldn't make money would delay their studies, so when they got angry, they tore up the contract!

Oh shit! This is a big event! Anything can go wrong, there must be no problems in the novel!

Wang Hao's hair stood on end in fright, but he calmed down soon.

Brother today is good luck! Invincible!

No nonsense, resolve it decisively!

Wang Ritian: Don't worry, the contract is not a big problem, I remember we are not far away, can you come out now? Let's meet in the park?

Jin Sunflower: Yes, then I will go out.

Wang Ritian: Okay, wait for me in the park, I'll be there in about twenty minutes.

Putting away the phone, Wang Hao got up straight away and said, Everyone is busy first, I have something urgent to do right away.

At this time, the three of them were busy recording the song, and it didn't matter to him. Ning Weida waved his hand directly: Go and do your work first, we will call you when we finish recording!

become!

Let's go!

After going out to take a taxi, Wang Hao arrived at the gate of the park in ten minutes.

When he arrived at the appointed place, he saw a very shy boy standing there, looking around. When he saw Wang Hao coming, he hurriedly greeted him, and asked in a low voice, You...are you Brother Ritian?

Well, this title Wang Hao expressed his satisfaction.

Well, you are Sunflower, right? Don't worry, sit down and talk. Wang Hao pulled Sunflower to sit down, and then gave him a rough look.

Jin Kuihua is not tall, about 1.7 meters tall, she is a bit thinner, she looks a little shy, presumably because of her poor family conditions, she feels a little inferior.

What's going on? Wang Hao asked, Tell me about it in detail, so we can find a solution.

My family's conditions are very bad. Jin Kuihua lowered her head, his voice was very soft: My dad used to work on a construction site. He broke a leg in an accident. Now he can't find a job and can only stay at home. I Mom usually earns more than 3,000 yuan a month by working part-time, but you also know, brother Ritian, that it is not enough to do anything in this city with more than 3,000 yuan a month, so I thought about writing Braille to subsidize my family. But my father said that if I delay my studies like this, if I fail to pass the college entrance examination, our family will be completely ruined in this life. So he tore up the contract and said that I would not be asked to write books in the future, but told me to study hard.

So it's like this... Wang Hao pondered.

In fact, under normal circumstances, with Wang Hao's personality, this matter would probably be let go. After all, no matter what, it can't delay the child's study, can it?

But the problem is, this is Fighting the Sky, the number one magical book of past life fantasy, and the money earned after writing this book is not as simple as tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands!

It can even be said that golden sunflowers will last a lifetime!

Because he is not only such a book!

With Jin Sunflower's style of writing, at least two popular books, Fighting the Sky and Martial Universe, can be written!

Where is your home? Wang Hao thought carefully for a while, and then said in a deep voice, I'll go and have a good chat with your dad!

First go to get 10,000 yuan, and then follow the golden sunflower to a nearby very old community.

The buildings in this community are almost all over 40 years old, which can be regarded as the oldest community in Zhonghai City. The biggest reason why I never thought about moving out was because there were always rumors of relocation, so the Jinkuihua family was never willing to sell the house. But the rumors are just rumors after all, and no one can say exactly when they can be relocated.

Here, that's it. Soon after reaching the door of Jinsuihua's house, he took out the key to open the door, and then said cautiously, Dad, I'm back, and my friend is here too...

Who's here? Soon, a man of about forty-two or three-year-old limped out of the room, presumably Jin Sunflower's father.

Jin Kuihua's father had stubble on his face, and his living conditions were obviously very bad because of his disability. His hair was messy and he smelled of alcohol, probably because he had just drunk.

He glanced at Wang Hao, and then asked, You mean the one who paid my son to write a book?

Wang Hao nodded: Yes, yes.

Without further ado, Jin Kuihua's father went into the bathroom and took out a mop, and scolded angrily, Mahler, you're a master, you told my son not to learn well, I will break your leg today!