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Unexpectedly, Zeng Xiaoxian has advanced to become the king of cuckoldry, reaching the transcendent state of "let her be cuckolded, the breeze caresses the mountain; let her be chaotic, the bright moon shines on the great river."
That's seriously amazing! Thinking of this, Su Mingyang said helplessly, "Alright, since you're so open-minded, Teacher Zeng, then I have nothing more to say."
Lin Wanyu also shook her head.
"I can't do it!"
Lu Ziqiao suddenly said.
Hu Yifei praised, "See, Ziqiao is the real good man."
Lu Ziqiao frowned and said, "I mean, before I start dating a girl, I have to make sure I have more boyfriends than she does, otherwise it's a huge loss!"
Upon hearing this...
Hu Yifei was speechless.
Chen Meijia grabbed a cushion and threw it at Lu Ziqiao.
Lin Wanyu said, "If only that were the case, but this Laura is no longer just juggling multiple relationships."
Guan Gu Shenqi exclaimed excitedly, "I know! This is called 'Iron Chain Linked Boats, Walking on Flat Ground'!"
"Look, even Guan Gu knows that you can't beat him, Teacher Zeng."
Chen Meijia agreed.
Seeing that no one present agreed with him, Zeng Xiaoxian felt inexplicably angry: "Hey! What's wrong with you guys? I've completely stood up from where I fell before! And I can face it calmly now, shouldn't you be happy for me?"
Lin Wanyu said earnestly, "We're just worried you'll fall in the same place twice."
Hu Yifei retorted sarcastically, "Don't talk about our Teacher Zeng like that. How could he possibly fall down? All green turtles in the world walk on all fours. Let me see him trip and fall."
Zeng Xiaoxian stared at Hu Yifei with dead fish eyes.
"puff"
Everyone chuckled. Just then, a waiter approached with a drink and asked, "Excuse me... who ordered Green Mood just now?"
Everyone pointed at Zeng Xiaoxian in unison: "Him!"
Chapter 166 The Little Fairy and the Middle-Aged Man!
night.
Su Mingyang sat in front of the computer and completed the update task for "Zhu Xian Sword".
I opened QQ, and the notification sound started beeping incessantly.
He glanced at it and was surprised to find that the little web crawler had sent him dozens of messages.
Moreover, the interval between each message is precisely controlled to be around two hours.
Little Crawler: Author, shall we sign a contract? Little Crawler: Ten Years Dream, are you there? Little Crawler: Author, what are you doing? Little Crawler: Frustrated emoji "This website's editor is pretty good, so enthusiastic."
Su Mingyang thought for a moment and typed back, "Sorry, something came up last night and I was delayed. I need to sign the contract."
The message was sent and received a reply within half a minute.
Little Crawler: Great! I thought the boss wasn't going to sign it! (Grinning emoji) On the other end of the computer, Little Crawler was extremely excited.
Yesterday, he sifted through a vast sea of books and found "The Immortal-Slaying Sword," and read two chapters.
After checking the data in the author's backend, I immediately sent a private message to the platform to request a contract. After the author added me on QQ, I was eager to get them to sign me.
But after the message was sent, there was no reply for a long time.
This really worried him.
I was a bit distracted at work today, and I kept checking QQ every now and then.
I sent a message to ask a question, but unfortunately, the other person's QQ account was always grayed out.
This made him feel just as gloomy.
I'm guessing the author might have been hit by a car while walking and checking the news, or maybe he just doesn't like the author and doesn't want to sign a contract with him. Perhaps the author just died of a sudden accident in front of his computer? This little crawler has come up with at least a dozen reasons why Su Mingyang isn't replying.
An ordinary author wouldn't do this; they would simply add the other party on QQ, send them a contract, and that would be it.
Sign it or not is up to you.
But "Zhu Xian Sword" is a work with great potential; if it becomes popular, its revenue could increase exponentially.
That's why they're so attentive.
His performance has been poor lately; he's at the bottom of the rankings.
This resulted in him being scolded by his boss every day and being looked down upon by his colleagues.
Even when I get home, I'm constantly subjected to my wife's tantrums.
If that were all, it wouldn't be so bad.
The key point is that his mother-in-law and brother-in-law's family also have a good attitude towards him; seeing his smirk makes his mouth twist to the roots of his ears.
Damn it! Middle age is worse than being a dog! But as long as he signs "The Immortal Sword," he believes everything can change! Su Mingyang had no idea the little crawler was having such a dramatic inner monologue, and replied, "Haha, send me the contract, let me see."
The little crawler clenched its fist upon seeing the reply.
I sent the contract over immediately.
Su Mingyang clicked "accept" and began to browse carefully.
Qifei Chinese website started by sharing revenue, and the contracts sent by the editors are also revenue-sharing contracts, unlike comics where you can choose a guaranteed minimum revenue share or a buyout.
This saved a lot of trouble.
The contract specifies a 7:3 revenue sharing ratio, with the author receiving 7%.
Apart from the electronic copyright, the author has complete control over the other copyrights, which is quite generous.
After reading it, Su Mingyang nodded and replied, "Okay, I'll print out the contract and send it to you, editor, tomorrow."
The little web crawler was so excited, he could barely type: "Okay, sir, if you have any questions in the future, just send me a message, and I'll answer them patiently."
Su Mingyang: "Okay, thank you, I'll log off now."
Little Crawler:: Hmm, you're busy, waving emoji. Su Mingyang exited QQ and opened Fantasy Westward Journey.
I was just about to play some games.
Lin Wanyu, who had just finished showering, rushed in, bringing with her a refreshing scent of shower gel.
Before Su Mingyang could speak, Lin Wanyu urgently pulled his arm and led him outside: "Mingyang, come and see quickly!"
"What's wrong, Wanyu?"
Seeing Lin Wanyu's flustered appearance, Su Mingyang thought something had happened. Lin Wanyu didn't explain why, but just kept pulling him, saying, "Come on, come on."
Su Mingyang was feeling uneasy, but he didn't ask any questions. He stood up and let Lin Wanyu pull him out of the room and into the bathroom.
"What happened, Wanyu?"
Lin Wanyu released Su Mingyang's arm, a sly glint in her eyes, and said mysteriously, "Mingyang, have you noticed?"
These words left Su Mingyang somewhat bewildered: "Discovered what?"
Take a closer look.
Lin Wanyu smiled.
Su Mingyang looked around and guessed, "The water heater is broken."
"No, guess again!" Lin Wanyu shook her head.
The toilet is broken.
Su Mingyang guessed again.
Oh no, that's not it.
Lin Wanyu stamped her foot in frustration and pointed into the air, saying, "Mingyang, look what this is!"
Because Lin Wanyu had just finished showering, the bathroom was still filled with white steam.
Su Mingyang glanced at it, then said, both amused and exasperated, "It's just fog, what's the big deal?"
He thought something big had happened, but it turned out to be just this, and he was completely charmed by Lin Wanyu's adorable naiveté.
"Wrong!"
Lin Wanyu shook her head, saying with great seriousness, "This is the celestial energy I gained from descending to the mortal realm!"
Su Mingyang was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding: "Wanyu, what did you say?"
"I said, this is the divine aura of my mortal self!"
As Lin Wanyu spoke, she spun around a few times, then asked with a smile, "Do I look like a fairy?"
"Ha ha ha ha"
Su Yang was amused. What kind of bizarre thought process did Wan Yu have? "Stop laughing, tell me if it looks like her."
Lin Wanyu pouted and glared at Su Mingyang angrily.
"Okay, it doesn't look like it at all!"
Su Mingyang stopped smiling and decisively shook his head.