At around 8 o'clock in the evening, guests who came to attend the school banquet said goodbye one after another.

Li Luo sent Kong Junxiang and Dingxiang out of the hotel gate. On the eve of farewell, he didn't forget to ask with a smile: "On the 20th, Teacher Kong, when you pick up the bride, do you want us to help?"

Before Kong Junxiang could speak, Zhu Yufei and others beside him cheered: "We will form a student corps directly! Help you take down Teacher Ding's bridesmaid group!"

"I advise you to think about it again." Dingxiang reminded with a smile, "My bridesmaids, Teacher Liu and Teacher Jiang are also here."

"Damn?" Zhang Guohuang shouted, "Teacher Ding, you are too cruel!"

Teacher Liu is their high school geography teacher, while Teacher Jiang is a chemistry teacher.

This bridesmaid group is also teachers, so how can they deal with this?

But Li Luo encouraged him, "What are you afraid of after graduation?"

Kong Junxiang laughed and shook his head: "Come if you can, come. I will pick you up in the morning. Then I will send the address to the class group."

"If you are busy, you won't have to do it at noon. You can just come here at night."

After chatting at the entrance of the hotel, Li Luo finally sent away the last group of guests, then rubbed his temples, turned around and returned to the hotel lobby.

At this time, Xu Rongsheng and Cui Suling had already taken the lead.

Originally, Li Luo thought Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing had also left, but when he came back, he found that they were still here.

Ying Zhicheng saw Li Luo and waved to him.

Li Luo walked to the chair next to him and sat down, asked curiously: "Is there anything else to do with Uncle Ying?"

"I'll read the latest chapter of your novel." Ying Zhicheng asked, "The recent update task seems to be very heavy?"

"This is true, right?" Li Luo smiled helplessly, "I mentioned it to you before. Regarding the news about this, I was thinking about whether I could make it more popular, but I didn't expect it to be a bit too much."

"If you need it, I can help you get more popularity." Ying Zhicheng nodded and said, "I am already very familiar with Weibo."

"Then I'll trouble Uncle Ying." Li Luo naturally refused everyone. "I hope this part of the popularity can be maintained for a while before school starts."

"No problem." Ying Zhicheng nodded and found a certainty in his heart.

But then he showed a hesitant expression. After careful consideration, he said: "If the other book you mentioned before is too busy with updates recently, you can wait until the school starts to stabilize before talking about it."

"Oh, you say this." Li Luo suddenly realized, and then smiled, "This has been written a long time ago, but I have been busy with "Little Happy" before, so I didn't give it to you. I plan to wait until "Little Happy" comes to an end and talk to you, Uncle Ying."

"Oh?" Ying Zhicheng's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Has it been written?"

"Yes." Li Luo nodded slightly, "and not only the novel itself, but also the script."

"Okay! OK!" Ying Zhicheng showed a rare expression of happiness and said with a smile, "Then remember to send it to me, and I will go to Director Wang Jun to check it out immediately."

"No problem." Li Luo smiled, "I still agree with director Wang Jun's strength."

The main reason is that Wang Jun will not change the script, and can honestly shoot according to the content of the script, and will not put private goods in it, or modify the plot at will according to his own ideas.

After agreeing, Li Luo thought about it and asked tentatively: "Uncle Ying, I still have an idea in this regard. I wonder if you can agree."

"What's your thought?" Ying Zhicheng asked in confusion.

"This book is not affiliated with Wenyue Group this time, and it belongs to my private copyright." Li Luo said, "So at that time, Huayue Film and Television wants to purchase my copyright. My idea is, can I directly invest in this project according to the price of the copyright fee?"

Hearing this, Ying Zhicheng immediately raised his eyebrows and understood what Li Luo meant.

This is similar to when starting a company, one party invests in funds and the other party invests in technology.

Suppose that the copyright fee for Li Luo's script is that Huayue Film and Television has bid 20 million yuan, then Li Luo will not charge the money directly and instead regard the 20 million yuan as the funds he invested in this project.

This saves the intermediate conversion steps into cash and saves a lot of taxes.

After all, even if he does not directly invest, Li Luo plans to continue to invest money in new projects like "Little Joy".

How much is the copyright fee?

This time, he only invested five million in "Little Joy" and could get 35 million in profits.

This five million is the copyright fee he finally got after selling "Little Happy".

After all, the copyright fee of 12 million yuan is 50 cents to the platform. After deducting the tax, there are only so many things you get.

If you can directly invest in copyright fees, you will definitely make more money.

"Then you have to think about it." Ying Zhicheng reminded kindly, "Although "Little Joy" was a great success this time, it does not mean that our next project will be 100% successful."

“I’m very confident in the quality of your script.”

"But this time, "Little Joy" is a good time, place and people, and it may be difficult to have such a good opportunity for the second time."

"It's okay." Li Luo said with a smile, "Anyway, it's just a copyright fee. If you lose money, you'll just think that I wrote a book in vain."

Ying Zhicheng laughed when he heard this: "Then let's do it first. You can send me the script and I will mention it in the company at that time."

"Thank you Uncle Ying first." Li Luo smiled and nodded with satisfaction after getting the answer he wanted.

Yuan Wanqing, who was standing beside him, watched them chatting about these things, and his expression was quite complicated when he looked at Li Luo.

But in the end she didn't say anything. After the two of them finished chatting, they said goodbye with Ying Zhicheng and left.

After seeing off Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing, Li Luo greeted her parents, took the three girls and prepared to drive home.

At night, Xu Youyu didn't drink alcohol and took the initiative to sit in the driver's seat to drive.

Yan Zhusheng sat in the co-pilot.

Ying Chanxi was with Li Luo and sat in the back seat.

"You drank a lot today, it doesn't matter?" Ying Chanxi asked with some concern.

"It's okay." Li Luo rubbed his forehead and lay on Ying Chanxi's thighs. "I'll go home to take a shower today, have a breakfast rest, and will start formal retreat tomorrow."

"You really plan to update 20,000 words every day?" Xu Youyu said as he started the engine, "Are you really afraid of squeezing yourself?"

"I'm not you." Li Luo closed his eyes and enjoyed the cool touch of Ying Chanxi's little hands massaged his forehead, and said with a smile, "Someone could hold it out for 4,000 words in one night, so naturally he could not imagine the scenery of 20,000 yuan a day."

"Oh by the way."

"I have to correct it. It's not a daily increase of 20,000 yuan. To be precise, it should be a daily increase of 27,000 yuan."

Xu Youyu: "...Don't die suddenly."

"Don't worry, I'm responsible." Li Luo was very comfortable with Ying Chanxi massage and breathed a sigh of relief. "The outline has been completed, and the plot can last until the end of the second volume. At least 1.5 million words are still available, which is enough for my explosion."

"You are really not a human being." Xu Youyu couldn't help but complain, "Where did you get so much energy?"

"Isn't it a good thing to be energetic?" Li Luo teased with a smile.

"Hmph." Xu Youyu naturally knew what this guy was talking about, but his two sisters were still there, so he stopped driving with him.

...

After the school entrance banquet was successfully concluded.

Li Luo completely entered a state of retreat.

That night, I went home to take a shower and go to bed early.

Early the next morning, when I got up on time and finished my morning jog, Li Luo sat at the desk and started a day's sex journey.

Xu Youyu was still sleeping in on his bed, and he heard the crisp keyboard typing next to him, which made her feel a little unsleepable.

When I got up at around 10 o'clock in the morning, I saw that Li Luo had already written more than 10,000 words.

"Damn! So perverted!" Xu Youyu couldn't help but spat, "When did you start writing?"

"It started at 7:30." Li Luo looked at the time, "Three hours and ten thousand words, the speed is normal."

"I don't dare to go to the number of updates you in this chapter." Xu Youyu couldn't help but complain, "I'm afraid I'll be caught by my readers and urge me to learn more about you."

"Then do you want to learn?" Li Luo laughed, and watched Xu Youyu turn over and walk towards the bathroom, then get up and hug her, and said with a wicked smile, "Turn your desk here as well, and write passionately with me?"

"Get out, don't want it!" Xu Youyu rolled his eyes at him, "Let me go, I'm going to go to the bathroom."

"Then I'll accompany you?" Li Luo hugged her and walked forward, whispering softly in her ear, "Xixi is going to cook, Zhusheng is practicing the piano."

"You are so evil..." Xu Youyu's cheeks turned red and he muttered in a low voice, "It's been ten thousand a day in the morning, do you still have the energy to do bad things?"

"Mind power does not affect physical strength, so I just think it's exercise before meals."

"Then I have to wait until I finish the toilet."

"I'll send you there."

"Ah! Wait a minute! Don't look at..."

...

Starting from August 6, the authors and readers of Qidian once again felt the fear of being rekindled.

Since the reigniting of the single chapter and announcing that it will be updated at least 20,000 words a day to repay readers' owed updates, "The Nightmare of the Day" has once again ushered in an explosion.

If the two months after "The Night Shooting of the Dakan" was first released, it was rekindled and the daily updates exceeded 10,000 yuan every day, and other authors could do it.

At the same time, maintaining the 4,000-word update of "I Really Not a Star", there are still a few authors who can barely grit their teeth and compete with each other and double-open strength.

Until now, basically no author dares to speak out.

Scary...so scary...
To be continued...