After the college entrance examination, life began to follow one's heart

Chapter 67 Xu Lin's Novel Collaboration Progress

Xu Lin didn't take everyone's surprise to heart.

This was just a very common thing for him.

He sat in a chair, the table in front of him was empty.

The gaming laptop won’t arrive until tomorrow, so Xu Lin doesn’t have anything to play.

Mobile game?

Rong Xiyan urged him to go online, so Xu Lin played three games with her and then went offline.

Time: A little after ten in the evening.

Apparently it wasn't bedtime yet.

At the same time, in the dormitory, Xie Zhengrong was playing Black Monkey on a gaming laptop, Hu Donghai was watching Jade-faced Grenade King on a thin and light laptop, and Liu Longsheng was listening to music on his MacBook Pro 14-inch Apple laptop, humming from time to time.

Xu Lin felt bored without a computer.

At this time, Xu Lin switched to his secondary account and said, "Dad, please don't." They have sent quite a few messages in the past few days.

The new book by Daddy Don’t Want Me was put on the shelves at midnight on September 1st. The first order was over 61,000, ranking third in the whole year.

This is a terrifying result.

You know, even the top-tier masters would find it difficult to achieve such results. After all, there are only two people who have performed better than Dad Doesn't Want a New Book this year. The fourth place has a new book with 46,000 orders, while Dad Doesn't Want a New Book has 61,000, which is 15,000 more than the other.

With the support of such achievements at the beginning, 100,000 average subscriptions are within reach for Daddy Doesn't Want It.

Today is the 5th, the fifth day since it was put on the shelves, and the average subscription of this book has exceeded 80,000, reaching more than 82,000, and it is about to break through 100,000 in the next few days.

Dad, please don’t. I’m so excited.

This kind of excitement was almost crazy to him. Perhaps it was just like that when Fan Jin passed the imperial examination.

Because his grades are so terrible, if put in a fantasy novel, his current grades can be described as picking stars and moons with a wave of his hand. Looking around the world, everyone is an ant.

So, Dad, please don’t send a lot of messages to Xu Lin.

"Master, a breakthrough is imminent. I estimate it will exceed 100,000 in the next few days!"

There is a lot of information behind.

This guy is so excited.

Dad, Don’t Do It is a professional online writer, but before he met Xu Lin, he had already reached the upper-middle class.

The scale of online literature is very small, and not many people make money. Upper-middle-level authors can earn hundreds of thousands or millions of yuan a year.

Of course, if they are in the middle or upper level of other industries, their income level and accumulation of industry resources are unimaginable.

In addition, his real name is Wu Chengfeng, which is a very stylish name. After all, many people's names are actually very ordinary. Even if your name is Zhang Wei or Li Na, there are still hundreds of thousands of people with the same name as you in the country.

Xu Lin is Wu Chengfeng's benefactor.

Only accepting daily settlement: "What does 100,000 average subscriptions mean?"

Xu Lin doesn't pay attention to this and doesn't understand much about it.

Wu Chengfeng: "A monthly income of several hundred thousand yuan is enough, as long as you have hands! Over a million yuan is even easy!"

Only accept daily settlement: "qiang.jpg"

If it were in the past, Xu Lin would probably be very surprised.

But now, Xu Lin has become a cheat. Although he only has the money-making skill of "writing like a god", there is no guarantee that he will not have other money-making skills in the future, and these skills may even be more powerful.

Moreover, it should be noted that the volume of online literature is very small. The annual revenue generated by online literature, whether from subscriptions alone or from free online literature without copyright, may not necessarily be greater than the annual turnover of a popular domestic game.

If there is a copyright issue, I'm sorry, the copyright actually belongs to the website company. All websites are the same. The author does not have the copyright. When selling the copyright, it is the website that makes the decision. Later, when the copyright is sold, for example, the copyright is five million, the author gets a part of it after tax, and the subsequent copyright operation basically has nothing to do with the author himself. There are only a few people on the entire network who can control the copyright of their own works, but not all works.

In short, this is a world of capital, and individuals have very few rights.

Besides, only one in a million can sell copyrights.

In short, the money that online writers, even if they are great writers, can get is at most a low or medium level of financial freedom, especially in the current saturated market. It is no longer the wild wilderness it used to be. In any industry or field, it is easiest to make money in an incremental market. In a stock market, all the rules have been perfected, and the difficulty of making money will increase.

Xu Lin stands in a higher dimension.

He can't do it himself, he wants God to do the work for him.

But this may only be a small money-making project for him in the future, and he is not sure whether the system will reveal stronger money-making skills in the future.

At this time, Wu Chengfeng added: "If the copyright can be sold, the income is also uncertain. Xianxia books are easier to sell copyrights, ranging from several million to tens of millions, but the probability of tens of millions is relatively small."

I only accept daily payments: "What about the copyright? Do you have anything to do with the profits from the copyright operation of this book?"

Wu Chengfeng: "Yes, but not many. The copyright actually belongs to the website. The author is just a seller, in other words, just a writer. The website takes the lion's share, unless the author has the ability to challenge the website, which is unlikely. There are no more than ten people on the entire network who can do that."

Xu Lin suddenly realized.

Next, the two chatted for another ten minutes, but it was nothing else, just Xu Lin answering some writing questions from Wu Chengfeng.

Wu Chengfeng said that he had finally realized something and it was like an epiphany.

Xu Lin didn't know what he had realized.

Then, Xu Lin clicked into the chat interface of Toudao again.

Toudao and Xu Lin signed his first formal contract outline. He only accepted the daily settlement: "Here it comes."

After a few seconds.

Toudao: “!!!”

Toudao: "Master, you are finally online! I was planning to send the book at 11 o'clock tonight!"

Toudao: "Master, here are my current 20 chapters in draft, take a look."

Toudao sent Xu Lin a file of more than 200 KB.

After Xu Lin clicked on it, he spent ten minutes reading it.

In fact, given Xu Lin’s current level, reading Toudao’s manuscript is like a PhD watching an elementary school student do his homework.

The level of the monk is much lower than Wu Chengfeng's.

However, Xu Lin didn't know that Wu Chengfeng's current writing level has improved a lot compared to before. Before, his level was about the same as Toudao.

But writing belongs to the category of literature and art. In these two fields, if you want to really achieve something, both talent and understanding are important. Once you reach a certain level of effort, it is no longer meaningful. You either have to be talented and soar to the sky from the beginning, or you have to gain enlightenment later in life, and once you gain enlightenment, you will see the light of day.

Ascetics have talent, but not much. If they cannot attain enlightenment, that is the limit.

Xu Lin thought about it.

Then he gave the monk some more advice.

The monk suddenly understood, but Xu Lin didn't know whether he had really absorbed it or not.

The monk said, "Thank you for your guidance, Master!"

Just accept the daily settlement: "Yeah."

Xu Lin replied with just one word. In Tou Tuo's imagination, Xu Lin was a god, just like the indescribable god Cthulhu. He was full of infinite wonders and mysteries, and he could transcend cognition with just a slight move.

The monk was full of admiration for Xu Lin, and he also longed to be like Wu Chengfeng, who, under Xu Lin's guidance, would have an epiphany one day and see a dragon in the field and a flying dragon in the sky.

Online writers all have their own fantasies. They imagine themselves to be like the gods in fantasy or fairy tales, who can travel into the void with their eyes closed and touch the sky, the sun and the moon with their hands.

Toudao: "Master, I will send out the books at 11 o'clock!"

Only accept daily settlement: "OK, we'll talk about it later, I'm going to log off first."

Toudao: "Master, when do you usually go online?"

Xu Lin thought for a moment and replied, "I'll be online once every two or three days. You send me a message and I'll reply then."

Toudao: “Okay!”

Then, Xu Lin switched back to his large size.

The time soon came to eleven o'clock in the evening.

Like Wu Chengfeng, Toudao also opened a new account, created a new book, and released three chapters, which were then reviewed by the editor.

Toudao and the editor are quite familiar with each other, so he just @ed each other and the review was passed.

Generally speaking, the editor is very confident in such a powerful and experienced author.

The editor didn't know that the monk started to give him the whole big one.

This is the outline written by Xu Lin, a high-level piece of work, and it is written by an author with certain abilities. Although the outline cannot be fully realized, it is still guaranteed to be created by a capable author.

Xu Lin is like this, he takes the high-quality route. He doesn't look down on ordinary authors at all and must let talented authors take over his outline.

After Toudao sent the letter, the Silver Alliance still led the way.

It’s just ten thousand yuan, nothing.

First of all, publishing a book requires exposure, and RMB players can choose to play economic output.

After the Silver Alliance, many people saw the notification and clicked on it.

"Brother Fu, here I come!"

"Awesome! You dare to give a reward of 10,000 for a new book of 8,000 words? You can be willful if you have money!"

"Let me see what's going on!"

Toudao has been refreshing the comments.

At the beginning, there were relatively few comments. After all, only a very small number of people spoke out, like Toudao, who never spoke while reading.

But after a few minutes, the comments started to increase.

"Oh my god! It's unexpectedly beautiful!"

“I collected it, it feels great!”

“Although it’s only three chapters and 8,000 words, I’ve seen some clues. I’m saving this and will see what happens next!”

There are more and more good reviews, but this is the beginning written by Toudao himself, with the addition of Xu Lin's revisions. It is not like Wu Chengfeng's beginning which was written by Xu Lin himself. That opening was amazing, and it had everything you wanted. So that time, the Silver Alliance went crazy.

"Don't worry, this is just the beginning!"

"We'll see!"

The monk was full of confidence, thinking that if he couldn't perform well with this outline or if it was wasted, he would just kill himself!
(End of this chapter)