Entertainment: God-level nanny

Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong!

Su Yiming was about to get up and wash up when a series of WeChat notifications came from his phone.

When I turned on the screen, I saw a nickname called 'Jiudong'.

Jiudong?

Su Yiming thought for a moment and suddenly remembered that this was the editor of Yuandian Chinese website. He had not chatted with him since he added a friend yesterday.

It was also because it was too late, so I didn't bother the other party.

Unexpectedly, people took the initiative to chat with him today.

Click on WeChat.

Good guy!

There are 9 WeChat messages in a row, with only a few seconds between them.

Among them, there are 6 texts and 3 voices:

"Hello Su He, I am Jiudong, the editor-in-chief of Team 3 of Yuandian Chinese Network. I am honored that you chose our Yuandian Chinese Network to publish your works."

"Your work "Ghost Blows Out the Lamp" has been published for more than 2 words, which meets the contract standards. Our website has decided to sign a guaranteed share agreement with you, priced at 500 (Longxia coins)/thousand words..."

Read these WeChat messages in succession.

In fact, there seems to be a lot of content, but it only says one thing.

That is, the website wants to sign the copyright of Su Yiming's "Ghost Blowing the Lamp", and it is still at a high guaranteed price of 500 (Longxia coins)/thousand words.

The price of 500 (Longxia coins) per thousand words is really high.

For those new writers on the website, it would be good if they could get a guarantee of twenty or thirty.

Only those great masters can command high prices of hundreds or thousands.

This is equivalent to raising Su Yiming directly to the level of a great Internet writer!

However, what he cares about is not the guaranteed price, but the specific copyright share. Of course, this copyright is limited to electronic copyright.

As for others, such as audio, publishing, animation, film and television...

These copyrights must be firmly in Su Yiming's own hands.

Otherwise, once these derivative copyrights are authorized to the website, the website will charge a share of the sales, and Su Yiming does not want others to take advantage.

"father!"

Just when Su Yiming was thinking about this matter secretly, He Miao's voice came from the side:

"When do you wash your face and brush your teeth? I'm already hungry!"

"Huh? I'm sorry, baby!"

Su Yiming came back to his senses, quickly kissed his daughter's little face, and said, "Let's go, daddy will take you to wash up now!"

The world is big, but it’s not as big a problem as my own daughter’s hunger!

Putting the phone aside, Su Yiming led He Miao to the bathroom to wash up.

It only took about 10 minutes to get out of the bathroom.

Su Yiming first brought a snack for He Miao to eat, and then went into the kitchen and started to make breakfast.

In fact, it's all ready-made, just heat up some leftover food from last night.

Then I used a soymilk machine to make two bowls of porridge, and added an extra chicken drumstick to the He Miao.

"Dad, I want to eat big chicken drumsticks."

Looking at the chicken drumsticks in the bowl, He Miao's red lips pursed, her eyes full of unhappiness.

It can be seen that the little girl really likes eating chicken legs.

"If you pout again, your little mouth will be hung with a soy sauce bottle."

Su Yiming tapped He Miao's little lips and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, don't be unhappy. Dad will make Coca-Cola chicken drumsticks for you at noon, okay?"

Coke chicken legs?

He Miao looked at her father doubtfully and asked, "Isn't it Coke chicken wings?"

Ever since he was a child, He Miao had never eaten Coca-Cola chicken drumsticks.

She has only eaten Coke chicken wings.

The sweet, sticky and tender feeling makes me drool now just thinking about it.

It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten!

"If there are Coke chicken wings, there are Coke chicken legs."

Su Yiming pinched He Miao's chubby little face and said, "There are even cola prawns and cola crabs...how do you like them? Do you want to eat them?"

"Think, I want to eat, dad, I want to eat!"

He Miao was so greedy that her saliva was almost drooling. She stretched out her little tongue and licked her lips. She took Su Yiming's hand and said coquettishly:

"Dad, can you cook it for me now? I want to eat it!"

"not now."

Su Yiming shook his head, looked at the greedy cat and said, "I can only eat this chicken drumstick in the morning. You can't eat too many drumsticks in a day."

"That……"

He Miao frowned and said, "Can we have lunch early today?"

"What time do you want to eat?"

Su Yiming looked at her funny.

"Just, 10 o'clock!"

He Miao stretched out her two white and tender little hands and waved them in front of Su Yiming, "Eat at 10 o'clock!"

"It's almost 10 o'clock, why don't you eat at 10 o'clock?"

Su Yiming said in a dumbfounded voice: "Eat quickly. When you finish eating, daddy will get you a piece of chocolate to eat!"

Children do not obey how to do?

Of course...seduce him with her favorite snacks!

This is Su Yiming's method!

Tried and tested!

Sure enough, He Miao's little face started to light up when she heard about chocolate.

He picked up the chicken leg and started to chew it, muttering: "Dad, keep your word, I want strawberry flavor!"

……

After dinner, it was already past 10 o'clock in the morning.

Just a few days ago, Su Yiming bought a lot of toys for He Miao when he was playing at the World Trade Center Tianjie.

After looking through it, he found a Lego toy and started playing with the He Miao.

We only played for about 20 minutes, and before the Lego pieces were put together, Xiao Hemiao became a little annoyed and clamored to watch cartoons.

Su Yiming originally wanted to persuade He Miao not to give up halfway and play for a while longer.

In the end, I was not persuaded.

There was no other way, so he turned on the TV, then got into the study and took out the laptop.

I plan to watch cartoons with He Miao while working.

Turning on the computer, Su Yiming logged into Penguin Music.

After one night, he wanted to see if the effect Jiang Changqing promised had appeared:

"The Ordinary Road", singer: Su Yiming, downloads: 327.33 million, comments: 20.31.

327 million!

what's the situation?

Clicking into the backstage and taking a look at all the data of "The Ordinary Road", Su Yiming's eyes widened.

For a top-tier popular singer, let alone 300 million downloads per song in one night, it is possible to reach 400 million or 500 million downloads!

But who is he?

He’s just a newcomer who just debuted!

In just one night, the number of downloads of his song soared by more than 300 million?

Remember when I watched it before going to bed yesterday, there were only 1.4 downloads, right?

Why did it rise so fast?

Isn't this too exaggerated?

With doubts, Su Yiming clicked on the comment, and the screen was filled with messages:

"Wazai is very optimistic about this song. I hope the author will work hard!"

"Although we are ordinary people, I believe we will all have extraordinary lives."

"The Jintian branch of the Nectar Group is here to report!"

"I like this song, thank the author, and thank Brother Hua for recommending it."

"The Dongshan branch of the Angel Corps sent a congratulatory message..."

From top to bottom, there must be more than 30 if not 20 comments displayed on the first page.

7 or 8 of them are all written based on the songs, and the remaining ones contain words such as "Hua Zai, Hua Shu, Hua Nectar..." and so on.

Seeing this, if Su Yiming still doesn't understand that the reason why this song has such a rise is related to Liu Tianwang, then he is not worthy of being in the entertainment industry.

You still have to have the most basic sense of entertainment, right?

Ding Dong!

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"Dad, let me open the door."

Although the TV was very attractive, He Miao ran toward the door very considerately when she saw her father working on his laptop.

"Good morning, Xiao Hemiao!"

Jiang Changqing walked in from outside, carrying a box of fruit cream cake in his hand.

"Uncle Fat Qing!"

He Miao gave a sweet cry.

Those beautiful big eyes were staring at the cake in Jiang Changqing's hand without blinking, reluctant to move away.

"If you look again, your eyes will pop out!"

Jiang Changqing gently patted He Miao's little head, waved his hand and said: "Close the door, let's go in and share the cake!"