I'm just sorry for plagiarism

My daughter turned her head, and she didn't know what to think of, so she opened her mouth suddenly.

"Father, if I say that I suddenly have 500 million more in my hand...would you believe it?"

"what?"

This inexplicable sentence stunned my father.

"What do you mean?"

Chapter 340 337, Audition

The call was indeed from Editor Huang.

Li Xia didn't deliberately brag, after half a week of deliberation, Juvenile Literature finally included this gray novel "Flame Fist", which was slightly off topic, into the ranks of publication.

Generally speaking, the review time of physical books is slightly shorter than that of online articles. The reason is simple. The threshold for physical books is relatively high, and there are relatively few authors who submit articles. This will naturally allow editors to devote more energy and use There are only a few reviewers.

And this "Flame Fist", from the submission of the first draft to the publication of the results, it has been more than a week.

The time is long enough to show that the leadership over there is also very entangled.

Should it be passed?

Fortunately, in the final result, the leadership did not give up on this future masterpiece.

It is true.

Juvenile literature, known for its shortness and brevity, originally needs some exquisite and impressive works.

This "Flame Fist" happened to perfectly meet the platform's signing standards from all angles.

But for Lixia.

She really couldn't find another platform that was as comparable to juvenile literature in terms of fame and standards.

Signing this book is a general trend and a win-win situation.

Although it may be because of the subject matter, it was secretly squeezed by peers in the subsequent updates, and even openly small shoes.

But compared to these upcoming troubles, the leaders still believe that the benefits of signing this book will be much greater.

So naturally, they called and offered an olive branch to Mr. Chow Yun Fat.

Signing a contract is very simple. It is divided into two profit standards, word count guarantee and share reward.

Well, the same old tune as always.

The profit share is 30.00% of the total profit. Juvenile writers have a great career, but in fact, even the top three authors on the site's rankings can't even get [-]% when they sign the contract.

The reason for taking such good care of Chow Yun-fat is not only because of his year-round updates, but also because of the amazing series of works "Dream" and "Well Pond".It can be said that all the credit and hard work have been taken, so how can juvenile literature be willing to be stingy with her?

As for the bonus profit for the guaranteed minimum number of words, Editor Huang also promised that as long as the work is written to more than 50 words, Li Xia will receive a manuscript fee of 500 million when the book is finished.

This is the origin of the 500 million that the eldest lady muttered just now.

For an old author who has been fighting for many years, the update volume of 50 words may not be used in two or three months.

Of course, it doesn’t matter if you really can’t write 50 words, the remuneration may be less, about 300 million, but even if it is a relatively low level, in the eyes of many domestic writers, it is still a lifetime The sky-high price figures are unaffordable.

Although there are some authors who frequently appear on the Internet in later generations, and they are often advertised by the media as being worth tens of millions, but such profits are actually mostly derived from the derivative profits of novels, such as movies, animation, or TV dramas.

No matter what kind of industry it is, once it involves the entertainment industry, it is tantamount to being led on the track by the big wheel of assets, and if you want to make money in the capital operation, it is indeed much easier than ordinary writing as a dairy cow .

But like Li Xia, who doesn't rely on fame or hype, has never been involved in the entertainment industry, and honestly writes novels and earns millions.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the first time in China.

You know, it's only 12 years now, and it's not at all the period of great economic prosperity like in 18 or 19 years later.

Although 500 million is not as amazing as before, it is still a sky-high salary, okay?

As a result, you just signed the contract on the condition of 50 words?

Is this too much?

Looking at the country, even for those well-known senior and veteran literary authors, it is difficult to achieve such a remuneration, right?

What is your virtue and ability in your youth fast food novel?

Well, although the matter of the author's remuneration has not been notified to the media, since it is a new book and it is a work of Chow Yun Fat, it is presumed that within two or three months, this gossip will appear in the domestic media and be widely publicized.

She seemed to have anticipated the attacks on her from the Entity Writers Union.

Just like in "Dream".

Although the writing is good, it has no connotation after all, and has been criticized by many old-school writers from the Authors Union as fast food literature.

So when Editor Huang invited me to join that writer's union, I still resisted it.

And if the group of old men and women know that the so-called 500 million guaranteed word count reward is actually a small profit.

I don't know what the expressions of those guys will be like.

Just like in "Dream".

Ranked No. 1 in the physical book sales list all year round, even if the original profit dividend was only [-]%, it still made Lixia a lot of millions.

Not to mention that the time has come to 12 years, the consumption power of readers has expanded, and the percentage of dividends has also increased from 10% to 30%.

With a smile, Li Xia explained the ins and outs of the phone call to his father.

"Oh, that."

Dad's expression was a little embarrassed.

Grinning, wanting to smile, but feeling a little sour for some reason.

Don't you feel emotional?

As her eldest daughter, she was supposed to be a small sapling protected by herself, but she didn't know when she had grown into that towering giant tree.

500 million royalties?

I vaguely remember that Lao Xia himself had written two or three novels, but without exception, they were all on the street, and sometimes he couldn't even afford the 500 yuan full attendance...

The difference is huge...

So discouraged.

Being surpassed by his own daughter, especially the gap between them is so huge, it is really helpless.

It's too much to think about.

Shaking away the inexplicable thoughts, the old man put on a smile uglier than crying, and couldn't help but wonder.

"Then what were you laughing at?"

Li Xia was indeed smiling when he was on the phone, but that expression was like that of a child playing pranks, not like the happy one after negotiating a contract.

Speaking of this, the young lady who was still proud of herself showed that little devil smile again, "Because the editor Huang complained to me, saying that the plots of these two pictures are a bit dull."

"Is this plot still plain?" Hearing this, the old man widened his eyes in disbelief.

The eldest lady explained, "He said that the plot is too bad, there has been no ups and downs, and he wants me to write some twists and turns for him."

Only then did the old man understand something, the feeling is that he wants to have a slightly more active view of the world, and not be so gloomy. Han: "Then you agreed?"

"Yes, yes."

Recalling the tragic experience of the protagonist after meeting the army in the comics of the previous life, for some reason, Li Xia wanted it.

She promised to write a turning point, but she didn't say that she would definitely write it in a good place?

I don't know how Editor Huang's mental state will fluctuate when he sees the tragic plot.

Thinking of this, the eldest lady, who is not a fuel-efficient lamp, laughed mischievously.

She pushed her father out of the door, patted her computer, and said with a playful smile, "Go and do your work first, I'm still rushing to destroy Huang Bian's psychological defense line, so excuse me first." .”

With that said, he closed the door involuntarily.

Accompanied by a bang.

The old man scratched his head silently, but finally gave up his plan to knock on the door.

"You kid..."

The old man standing outside the door shook his shoulder helplessly.

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Another busy day.

When rushing to draft, the eldest lady is like an emotionless writing robot, waving the keyboard cracklingly, gathering the pictures in her mind at her fingertips, forming large and beautiful texts.

Morning and dusk alternate day and night, this is getting better and better, and when I get busy, I don't know the time.

Once again, he woke up from his sleep in a daze, but it was already the next morning.

There was a loud sound of footsteps outside the house, which came from the neighbor's house next door. Sometimes there would be one or two quarrels, and the battle was quite loud. It seemed that they were angry about the exam results.

The college entrance examination is a watershed in many people's lives. Since there will be candidates like Li Xia who are on the gold list, it is natural that there will be a group of students who have fallen behind. This is a normal thing.Nothing to laugh at.

After all, the so-called admission score cut-off is actually nothing more than recruiting students with a score above 30.00% based on their total scores.

There were still a small number of schools that recruited broadly that year. The existence of the score line naturally represented that nearly 70.00% of the candidates did not have a bachelor's degree.

It sounds cruel.

What's more, there may be a group of cases where the grades have been good for three years, but there is a mentality problem in the last exam and they stumble.

Every year.

So it's almost becoming the norm.

Li Xia scratched his head, scattered his wild thoughts to the sky, turned on the bed, and planned to take advantage of the good times to sleep again.

As a result, before the whole person had time to squint against the pillow, he sat upright on the bed with a thud.

"No, today... seems to be the audition day."

She muttered to herself, and her mental state, which was still in a daze, became more sober.

Subconsciously glanced at the phone.

The current time is 06:30, the morning is bright and the sun is shining, it is not too late, but the summer house is still quite far from the Taoran community, even if you go out to catch a car now, when you get there, the interview is probably over. It's been almost half an hour.

This Da Xia Ming is really scheming.

On weekdays, even if you attend some unimportant meetings, as long as you have something to do with yourself, your big cousin will call to remind you the night before, not to mention the next day, it will be a series of calls. It's like the phone bill is free.

It is really rare to be as lazy and casual as today.

It seems that this big cousin still has a grudge in his heart, he is afraid that he will really give Zhang Nan a small shoe.

Thinking of this, Li Xia had mixed feelings, and couldn't help laughing.

This big cousin is really turning his elbows outwards. She, Li Xia, is his benefactor after all, and she treats herself so differently just because of a woman?

Is it too much?

It's better to be down-to-earth than to think wildly, Li Xia didn't complain anymore, just jumped off the bed, washed up a bit, tied his slightly long head into a ponytail, and planned to rush to the scene.

At any rate, he came forward as a leader. This image must be more upright.

After all this was done, the green-faced girl grabbed a piece of leftover bread from yesterday, and went out the door accompanied by the birds chirping in the morning.

341 Chapter 338, Old Tang's visit

Although there is a direct bus to Taoran Community at the bus stop not far from the entrance, Yecheng is no longer the dilapidated small city that it used to be. Even in the outskirts, there are countless traffic lights passing by. , coupled with the traffic congestion during the holidays, I am afraid that it will be eleven or twelve noon when we arrive there, and the day lily is cold to work, so what interview?

By coincidence, there happened to be a taxi soliciting customers not far away, and the eldest lady hurried ahead of a middle-aged man carrying a suitcase without thinking, and got into the co-pilot.

The middle-aged man combed his hair back, maybe he was on a business trip from the company next door.He looked quite honest, seeing that his seat was robbed, he was not willing to chatter at first, but Li Xia's exquisitely carved side face was shining brightly, and he complained like this I was taken aback for a moment, and swallowed it back into my throat.

The master driver also hesitated while holding the steering wheel. He waited until Li Xia impatiently fastened his seat belt before he was glared at.

"Why are you standing there? Go to Taoran Community, I'm in a hurry."

"Oh, good." The master just woke up like a dream, and stepped on the accelerator.

Seeing the figure of the dazed middle-aged man in the rearview mirror gradually being left by the side of the road, the eldest lady withdrew her gaze and began to direct the car to move left and right and turn right.

"Master, you go to the right. The road next door is under construction. There are a lot of stone chips and it is difficult to walk. Be careful of tire blowouts."