Huayu: When the director changed his major

Chapter 4 Can I Pat Your Leg?
Just as Cheng Xi was reading the comments for fun, QQ beeped several times in succession.

When I opened it, I saw it was a message from my editor Qinghu.

Qinghu: [Zuibai, the number of collections has increased significantly in the past few rounds of recommendations. The word count has reached 80,000. You can consider putting it on the shelves tomorrow.

It's best to have some drafts saved after the game is released, and even better if you can update it quickly, so that we can follow up with our recommendations.

Zui Bai: [Okay, I still have some manuscripts saved up, so I can update them for a few days without any problem. I'd like to ask when I can get paid after the manuscripts are published.]

Qinghu: [The royalties are paid on the 12th of every month, so you have to wait until next month.]

Zui Bai: [Mr. Qinghu, I'd like to ask how much my royalties will be. I'm broke! I need some extra cash!]

Cheng Xi doesn't know much about the royalties for writing articles. He only knows that the great writers earn a lot of money, while the flops can't even afford to eat. This industry is not the 28th law, it's the 19th law. Those who don't work will die of drought, and those who don't work will die of floods.

Qinghu: [Hahaha, everyone's broke. As for royalties, judging by your book's popularity and follow-up reading, it should be able to reach 2000 average subscriptions. If you keep pushing hard, there's a good chance it'll become a masterpiece. If you update 5000 posts a day, your royalties will be around 7-8 a month.]

Cheng Xi felt that the result was a little below his expectations. He always felt that based on the previous popularity of "My Love from the Star", even if his writing was bad, it would be impossible for only 2000 people to read it.

Am I really not suitable for writing novels?
Well, it must be that this generation of readers is not good enough. Well, it must be.

Zui Bai: [This is a bit low. I think my novel should have 10,000 or 20,000 subscriptions.]

Green Fox: [.]

Zui Bai: [This is still the worst case scenario.]

Green Fox: [.]

Zui Bai: [Mr. Qinghu, please give me more recommendations. When you make money, I'll buy you oranges.]

Green Fox: [.]

What Cheng Xi didn't know was that this was still 2010, and the public's payment habits had not yet been fully developed, and a lot of pirated copies dispersed traffic.

The average subscription exceeds 10,000, which is something only the top masters dare to think about.

Qinghu: [Zuibai, you've only been publishing for a few weeks, and to have achieved this is already impressive. You know, anyone who can reach 3000 average subscriptions for their first book and become a top-tier product is a true master of the website!]
I suggest you create a book club, post the group number in the introduction or the latest chapter, run it, and subscribe to it to stimulate a wave of readers.

Zui Bai: [I thought so, it turns out I can still do it.]

Green Fox: [By the way, I'm going to post a recommendation. Have you thought of any useful recommendation phrases?]

Cheng Xi thought about it and replied.

Zui Bai: [Shocking! Aliens actually do that with Earthlings!]

Green Fox: [.]

This was really Garen's whisper, which directly broke the editor Qinghu's defense.

However, this recommendation is quite unique. You can give it a try. If it doesn’t work, just change it.

Cheng Xi immediately followed the advice and set up a book club for "My Love from the Star", and posted the group number on the introduction and the latest chapter.

After a while, four or five people applied to join the group, and Cheng Xi approved them all.

One of the IDs, called "I am your dad", was particularly active and tagged Cheng Xi as soon as he came in.

I am your father: [@醉白白姨的大, I love your books so much, can I add your QQ? ]

I am your father: [Qiuqiu (crying emoticon)]

I am your father: [All my votes and recommendations are for this book! This is my first time becoming a member!]

Zuibai: [Yes]

After adding this book fan as a friend, I immediately received a private message.

I'm your dad: [Auntie Bai, I finally added you. I love Cheon Song Yi so much and I want to be a big star like her! (star face emoji)]

Zui Bai: [I also want to become Lu Junmin.]

I am your father: [Do you want to be like him and never age? ]

Zui Bai: [I want to be as rich as him, then I don’t have to write novels (smiling face)]

I am your father: [.Hahaha Aunt Bai is so humorous]

Zui Bai: [Dad, does this ID of yours mean you want to take advantage of me?]

I'm your dad: [Hehe, it's just an ID. I can also call Aunt Bai Daddy! Daddy Daddy Daddy Daddy Daddy Daddy Daddy Daddy]

Wow, you’re better at playing than me.

After chatting for a few more words, Cheng Xi went back to writing. The more he wrote, the more he would earn. He would have more money in his pocket when he received the royalties next month.

Inspired by the goal of achieving financial freedom as soon as possible, Cheng Xi has recently become more passionate about writing and his collection has been increasing.

Finally, when it was put on the shelves, the first order exceeded 3000, and it became a high-quality product!
Cheng Xi looked at the book reviews and found that many new book lovers were attracted by recommendations.

[Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter. Aliens and humans doing that. Honestly, I couldn't resist clicking in when I saw this. I didn't expect what kind of crappy work this is.]

[+1 to the above, I thought it was bronze at first, but after looking at it again, I didn’t expect it to be king]

[+2 to the above, I also came here by accident after reading the recommendation, and I didn’t expect to read until the last chapter, I simply couldn’t stop reading]

Cheng Xi gave the book review a thumbs up, thinking that the slogan was indeed good.

7 to 8 yuan a month is already very good. My parents can only earn to yuan a month, and it is hard-earned money, working days a year without a break.

Prices were relatively low at that time. The housing price in Yanjing was only over 20,000 yuan, and the housing price in the small county where I lived was only over 2,000 yuan. The most expensive one was no more than 3,000 yuan. This royalties was definitely a high income for me.

And the most important thing is that most of "My Love from the Star" was typed out word by word by myself. Except for some outlines and famous scenes that I remember clearly, the rest were filled in by myself.

The sense of accomplishment from writing a book is truly addictive compared to other jobs.

The most satisfying thing is that this is the work of a mobile artist. The more praise people give, the happier Cheng Xi becomes.

It's like marrying a beautiful Japanese girl, which brings glory to the country; but if you marry a Japanese man, even dogs will look down on you.

Moreover, even the attitude of the website editor Qinghu has obviously changed. He now directly calls Cheng Xi Baishen.

I am a great god.

He became a god with just one book!
Hello, I am the great god, can you hear me?
Hehe, thinking of this, the corners of my mouth can no longer be suppressed.
Stay calm, stay calm. Cheng Xi controlled his emotions and told himself not to be so useless and to have the reserve of a reborn person.

Compared to the future, this achievement is definitely nothing. I need to adapt quickly and not act like I have never seen the world.

This was the first thing he had done since his rebirth using his foresight. Cheng Xi silently gave himself a score of 70 in his heart. At least he had persisted, which proved that this path was feasible.

Next, I will start working on the second plan. After all, writing a book is a sudden idea and is not among the main tasks planned by Cheng Xi. The key is to be a director and make movies and TV series as soon as possible.

When Cheng Xi was thinking about his next plan, Gao Chunyang, his childhood friend who he hadn't hung out with for a while, sent him a QQ message.

"Xiao Cheng, please watch this video! I'm dying of laughter! This podcast author is damn talented!"

Along with the message, there is a website link.

Cheng Xi clicked on it immediately, and it was Tudou.com.

"Transformers vs. Avanti??"

Following an electronic music opening, Transformers appeared on the screen. What the hell is this?

Then Afanti appeared on stage, riding a donkey and singing.
"In that distant place, there is an old rogue. He wears that magical mask and teases all the beautiful girls~"

Later, Li Yuchun appeared with the classic lines:

"Don't be obsessed with me, I'm just a legend. Don't make fun of me, I'll make you vomit blood!"

Cheng Xi watched the video with poor quality, but still laughed a lot. The spoof was too brainwashing.

When Cheng Xi saw the person wearing the A4 paper mask appear at the end, he seemed to have thought of something.

Is this an early spoof video by Yi Xiaoxing?

A distant memory came to him from the dead silence. Cheng Xi blinked, perhaps he had an idea for his second plan. Dachun, you are really my lucky star!

Jiaoyang Training Center, painting studio.

Cheng Xi was practicing cutting circles seriously, and Bai Xue was teaching him how to exert force step by step.

Bai Xue was in a good mood because the early admission results had come out and she became an undergraduate student of the 2010 class of the School of Performing Arts at Beijing Film Academy.

Bai Xue has been practicing dance since she was a child, and has also dabbled in painting and music. She can be said to be multi-talented. It has always been her dream to be admitted to the Beijing Film Academy.

"Congratulations, not only were you admitted, but you also ranked first in the interview for Beijing Film Academy. You will definitely become a big star in the future." Cheng Xi's circle became smoother and smoother.

"Thank you, Shiyue also passed the exam." Bai Xue said with a smile.

"I'm the only one left." Cheng Xi shrugged.

That’s right, it’s already mid-July, and the first batch of general examination admissions will be announced soon. Bai Xue and Qin Shiyue, as art students, have been admitted in advance.

As expected, Cheng Xi was still at the middle 211 level. The first-tier score for science was 521 points. Cheng Xi scored 576 points, and Gao Chunyang scored 608 points. It turned out that the world before rebirth had not changed at all.

The only changes now may be that I started learning painting and got to know Bai Xue again; and published the novel "My Love from the Star".

Cheng Xi held the pencil in his hand and drew non-stop.

These days he comes to Jiaoyang Training Center every afternoon without fail. He comes to the studio whenever he has classes and practices line arranging until he vomits.

When I don’t have classes in the studio, I occasionally go there to play with some instruments, mainly the guitar.

By the way, I took a class to learn about musical notation and basic knowledge of composition.

Overall, the past month has been very fruitful, and I have gained a preliminary understanding of painting and music.

In addition to the running exercises over the past month, Cheng Xi's body has become stronger and his figure has become more stylish.

I received more than 6,000 yuan in royalties in the past half month, and next month's royalties should exceed 10,000 yuan.

The first class in the studio in the afternoon ended like this, and as usual we took a 15-minute break.

Just as Cheng Xi was about to go to the bathroom, he felt a shadow covering his head.

Looking up, he saw a dark-skinned young man about 1.9 meters tall standing next to him and Bai Xue.

He was wearing a T-shirt, black sports shorts, a pair of high-top Nike sneakers, and had a large tattoo on his arm.

The words "XX Sports Team" printed on the back of the T-shirt indicate that he is a sports student.

"Bai Xue, you asked me to sign up for this summer painting class, and I paid the money. But I just asked you to be my girlfriend on QQ, and you still didn't agree. What do you mean? You even blocked me! Who are you looking down on?"

The 1.9-meter-tall dark-skinned man spoke aggressively as he spoke.

"Zhang Tie, are you crazy? Who asked you to sign up for the painting class? You keep pestering me and now you are blaming me!" Bai Xue was so angry that she was almost boiling with anger.

"Whoever keeps pestering you, who do you call a psychopath?"

As if he had touched a sore spot, the man named Zhang Tie simply took action and grabbed Bai Xue.

"I didn't help you because I saw you didn't meet the enrollment quota. You can't even complete the task. If you hadn't hinted at me, I, a sports major, would come to learn painting. Are you crazy?"

Zhang Tie's voice became louder, and the noise attracted the attention of the people around him.

"Zhang Tie, don't be so unreasonable. You signed up completely voluntarily. I didn't make any hints. I've already said that I wouldn't have a romantic relationship before college."

Cheng Xi looked at this scene and couldn't help but laugh secretly.

This kid named Zhang Tie is desperate. He has heard Gao Chunyang talk about this guy before. He pursued Bai Xue very closely. In order to show his feelings, this guy kicked out his ex-girlfriend.

Unexpectedly, after his confession was rejected, he ran to the studio to make a scene.

He is far worse than me. Although I was also rejected, at least no one saw it on the playground, hehe.

What Cheng Xi didn't know was that Qin and Dachun, who had rejected him, had also arrived at the studio and saw everything happening.

But there were more and more people gathering around, and it was impossible to squeeze in.

Bai Xue also saw that more and more people were coming over to watch the fun, and she felt embarrassed, anxious, and helpless.

He had no choice but to pull back the hand that Zhang Tie was holding, preparing to take Zhang Tie out of the studio first and then slowly deal with it.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't pull her at all. Zhang Tie waved his hand and Bai Xue fell to the ground with a thud.

Bai Xue's eyes immediately turned red. Zhang Tie was also stunned as he didn't expect that he could throw Bai Xue to the ground with just a little force.

Then he wanted to reach out and pull Bai Xue up.

Bai Xue thought Zhang Tie wanted to continue, so she used the hand holding the pencil to resist. The pencil pierced the tattooed part of Zhang Tie's arm, and blood immediately flowed out.

Qin Shiyue and Gao Chunyang, who were squeezed on the periphery, saw this scene and shouted in worry.

"Bai Xue! How dare you attack me and even damage my tattoo? I'm going to teach you a lesson today."

Zhang Tie cursed loudly as he looked at the bleeding wound, then raised his other hand high and slapped Bai Xue in the face.

Cheng Xi watched the turn of the plot and didn't want to get involved, but since the studio director and teacher were not there, he had to step forward.

Bai Xue screamed as she watched the slap approaching quickly. Just when she had no way to dodge it, she saw Cheng Xi quickly insert himself between the two of them and firmly grasp Zhang Tie's wrist with his hand.

Bai Xue didn't expect that it was Cheng Xi who stood up, and she stared at his profile in a daze.

Looking at Cheng Xi holding Zhang Tie's big hand, with a resolute expression.

She began to tremble a little all over.

"Student Zhang, calm down. I'm Teacher Cheng from this studio. Please take care of your wound first."

As Cheng Xi spoke, he helped him bandage the wound. The first priority was to stop the bleeding and control the situation so that it would not escalate.

"Bai Xue is our studio assistant. You came in and confessed your feelings, disrupting the order in our studio. You even pushed Assistant Bai down. If you have anything to say, you can discuss it in private."

Cheng Xi continued, "Everyone in our studio saw what happened just now, and we have surveillance footage. You were the first to attack, so Assistant Bai was acting in self-defense."

Zhang Tie was stunned. He looked around and realized that everyone had also crowded over. Something was not right. He said:

"Who started it first? I was just trying to pull Bai Xue away, but she was so ungrateful that she even pierced my tattoo."

"Let me put it this way, you didn't even communicate the basic information before signing up for the studio, and you foolishly paid the money."

"You think you can control Bai Xue by helping her get an enrollment quota?"

"You're angry because your courtship wasn't accepted. Zhang Tie, you're 18 meters tall, right? Why does your brain look like it's less than meters tall? You're years old, so don't act like a child and cry when you can't get what you want."

As Zhang Tie listened, veins on his forehead gradually popped out.

To prevent Zhang Tie from causing trouble again and to completely resolve the issue, Cheng Xi said:

"Zhang Tie, right? You'll be a senior next semester, right? If you continue to pester me, I'll have no choice but to hand over the surveillance video to the police and accuse you of sexual harassment and assault. There are witnesses here in the studio, and if that happens, you'll probably end up taking the college entrance exam in the detention center."

"Either you leave now and the studio registration fee will be refunded to you later; or I'll call the police. And don't harass Bai Xue anymore. Don't bother someone who doesn't like you. It's an insult to yourself."

After saying that, Cheng Xi made a gesture of invitation.

Zhang Tie looked at Cheng Xi who responded calmly, as if Cheng Xi had great confidence that he could handle everything, and his momentum unconsciously dropped.

He then looked at everyone in the studio whose mood was becoming increasingly disturbed, and finally glared at the calm Cheng Xi helplessly before running out in shame.

At this time, Qin Shiyue and Gao Chunyang, who witnessed everything, also squeezed towards Bai Xue. They were both wondering why Cheng Xi seemed like a different person, so confident and calm?
I have to admit that he was a little handsome just now.

Cheng Xi looked at Zhang Tie's back and sighed secretly. Why bother? In his eyes, these people were just children, making such a fuss.

Then he pulled up Bai Xue beside him and looked at her long, crystal-clear legs, which were covered with mud and dust, giving a sense of destroyed beauty.

He softly asked Bai Xue, whose eyes were red:
"There's dust on your legs, do you mind if I dust it off?"

(End of this chapter)