I asked you to write a light novel, but you wrote about living?

Lin Wanxian noticed:

"Oh, there's one more person."

Lu Zhao looked up and said:

"Shou Zhuo?"

"What ID?"

Jiang Ci glanced at it but didn't pay any attention.

"Just passing by."

While she was speaking, the newcomer [Shouzhuo] in the picture didn't say anything; he just hung there quietly.

Less than a minute later, another person joined the live stream.

[Number of online users: 6]

【Picking Ferns】

Jiang Ci looked up this time.

"...to remain simple and unassuming, to gather wild herbs."

She read the two IDs aloud.

The study room was silent for two seconds.

Lin Wan exclaimed:

"Wait, these two names..."

Lu Zhao also thought of it:

"Master Shen's master was Jiang Shouzhou."

The study room fell completely silent.

Lin Wan suddenly turned around and glanced at the door of the study room.

"...No way?"

"Did Uncle Shen and Teacher Su also join the live stream?"

Jiang Ci remained silent for a few seconds:

"Very likely."

Lu Zhao swallowed hard: "So the two teachers came to see us too."

Lin Wan subconsciously moved her chair closer to the wall, as if that would allow her to get further away from the scene.

"Then...can they see our IDs?"

Lu Zhao paused for a moment, then said, "It should be possible; the comments in the live stream are all public."

Lin Wan's face flushed slightly: "My question just now, 'Will the male lead really return as the God of War?'... I hope Senior Uncle Shen doesn't think I was stupid?"

Lu Zhao couldn't help but laugh, "Junior Sister Lin, your comment was alright. My comment that said 'I felt a tightness in my chest after reading it' really sounds like someone who's never seen the world."

Jiang Ci glanced at the two of them and said, "The two teachers won't care about this kind of thing; their attention isn't on us right now."

She paused, then continued, "In that author."

……

In the basement, Yu Wen was still typing.

[Shouzhuo] remained silent.

But [采薇] posted a comment.

[Caiwei: Author, how many words of your complete conception are there in this book? Is it just the conception of the currently updated portion, or is there already a complete story?]

After typing a section, Yu Wen looked up and replied:

[Host]: I've already finished the concept. The whole book is over 100,000 words long, and I've even thought of the ending.

The comment section fell silent for a moment.

In the study room, Lu Zhao exclaimed "Ah!"

"etc."

He turned to look at Lin Wan:

"Did I read that right? He said the whole book is over 100,000 words?"

Lin Wan was also stunned.

"Over 100,000 words? The entire book?"

Lu Zhao looked incredulous.

"The minimum word count for signing with Weiguang Literature is 100,000 words. Only after exceeding 100,000 words can one receive a basic royalty. He has over 100,000 words."

"Is it just past the signing threshold, and then it's already ready to end?"

Lin Wan nodded in agreement.

"These days, which author doesn't aim for a million words after signing a contract? Signing a contract is just the beginning."

"The real money comes from attendance bonuses, subscriptions, monthly tickets, and tips... If he stops as soon as he reaches that threshold, then the money he earned beforehand was barely enough to eat, right?"

Jiang Ci frowned slightly.

She also felt that the answer was a bit off.

By the standards of this era, what does the phrase "tens of thousands of words" mean?

This means that the author voluntarily gave up all the subsequent benefits.

The minimum requirement for signing a contract is 100,000 words; that's the minimum standard set by the platform to screen authors.

Normal authors, after writing over 100,000 words, will continue writing to one million, two million, five million words, infinitely stretching the story, adding subplots, spin-offs, and sequels, until readers simply can't keep up.

Because only in this way can you make money.

Any author with a business mind would not stop when they have just crossed the threshold for signing a contract.

This author has been writing for four whole days and has only written 36,000 words so far.

At this rate, it would probably take him another half month to write "hundreds of thousands of words".

Write for half a month, earn just enough to buy nutrient solution, and then say "I'm done writing" and leave?

Lu Zhao couldn't help but type this question directly into the public chat:

[The Unread Salty Fish: Author, are you sure it's over 100,000 words? Not a million or more? Not even a dozen volumes?]

There was a moment of silence on Yu Wen's end.

Then I replied with a line:

[Narrator]: Yes, over 100,000 words, one volume, just one volume from beginning to end.

The study room was silent for several seconds before Lu Zhao leaned back weakly in his chair.

"Dude, this is really free!"

Lin Wan murmured to herself.

"It ended right after he passed the signing threshold... Doesn't he want the perfect attendance bonus anymore?"

Lu Zhao hesitated for a moment, then posted another message on the public chat.

[The Unread Salty Fish: Author, if you do this, won't all the money you've earned before be for nothing? You're not going to take back the full attendance bonus and subscription revenue that will be officially settled after signing the contract?]

Yu Wen looked at this comment and gave a wry smile to himself.

Free of charge?

He's desperate for money.

The three million debt is due soon.

The money in the black card on the table was just enough to buy a few vials of medicine and a few proper meals.

He was so poor that his sister had to buy him a legitimate bottle of nutritional supplement from the black market.

How could he not want money?

But he can't say that.

If he said that, the little bit of "author's integrity" he had painstakingly built up in the comments section would instantly collapse.

He wasn't writing a business-themed online article.

He was transporting a great work belonging to his own civilization.

The weight of this book should not be diminished by the phrase "I'm in a hurry to pay off my debts".

Yu Wen remained silent for a few seconds.

You have to pretend.

Try to appear calm and composed.

Pretend to act like "I just want to finish writing the story".

[Host]: Making money isn't important; finishing the book is more important.