Chapter 18 Guichui Publishing

"Damn, I said you're a girl or not. You tease her if she's a girl. There are only four actresses in the crew. You're related to all three of them. Forget it. You're flirting with the assistant girl? Feng. He asked, "Are you free tonight? Do you want to date me? Lang'er, you are so fucking invincible." Mr. Zhou felt a headache when he looked at Shen Lang. Don't call him Shen Lang. Your name is Shen Tedi. Bar.

"That's what I'm saying. I'm not trying to establish a good relationship with women. I'm not doing anything other than flirting with her."

Mr. Zhou rolled his eyes: "Forget about Deng Jiajia, he is a few years older than you. Liu Yun has children, and Li Lianhua is more than 10 years older than you. Brother, can you eat all this?"

"What's not to eat about this? The old lotus root soup is delicious. Besides, I haven't eaten it yet."

"Brother, can you please stop your behavior? It's not a fuel-efficient lamp. If it sticks to you, you won't be able to escape."

Shen Lang shrugged: "I'm a man, and I won't suffer. I'm not afraid."

Mr. Zhou... She really has nothing to say to Shen Lang, he is such a big slut.

"Lang'er, what's wrong? Are you making our Brother Xun angry again?" Huang Xiaoming walked over with a smile and patted Shen Lang on the shoulder.

Mr. Zhou was so angry that his grandma hurt, so he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

Shen Lang smiled: "Just filming is so boring, chatting with the girls is so fun, she doesn't understand me."

Huang Xiaoming was happy: "Lang'er, you are the thickest-skinned I have ever seen, and you are also pretty. Just go and tease her, and you will become a great person in the future."

"Cheng Daqi? This is a good name."

Mr. Zhou rolled his eyes: "What's the matter? You're so stupid."

Shen Lang smiled: "It's really good. Brother Xun, are you going to have a barbecue tonight? I'll treat you."

"Hey, the sun is out in the west. You eat and drink from me every day. Are you treating me?"

"Okay, brother Xiao Ming, can we go together?"

Huang Xiaoming smiled: "No problem."

After filming two more scenes in the afternoon, Shen Lang returned to the hotel.

At this time, the sound of landing penguins sounded, and Shen Lang walked out with his upper body naked and wrapped in a bath towel.

Screenwriter Hu Ya sent a message: "Are you here, the author?"

Shen Lang tapped his shoulders and replied using his ID, Tianxia Ba Chang, "What are you talking about?"

Screenwriter Hu Ya: "The publisher has already negotiated the publishing issue I told you about last time, and the contract has been finalized. We can sign the contract."

Tian Xia Ba Sing: "Send the contract over and I'll take a look. If there's no problem, we can sign the contract."

After a while, the Huya girl sent the contract to Shen Lang's mailbox.

Shen Lang took a look at the contract. The signing fee was 2 million, and there was a 5% copyright dividend. The most important film and television adaptation rights were still in his hands.

If Shen Lang hadn't insisted on grabbing the rights to film and television adaptations, the popularity of his book would have earned him at least over 10 million in royalties. 2 million is not much, but it is still a lot. This year, I have continued to receive millions in royalties.

He wrote the story of the ghost blowing out the lantern very quickly, with 8 parts, and the direct serialization period was less than a year, with 10 updates every day, and occasionally 20 updates. It is simply a ruthless coding machine. At a certain point in the volume, other authors complained endlessly. 4,000 words a day has become a daily routine for everyone. 6,000 words are not human anywhere. 8,000 words are gods. 10,000 words are great gods. Shen The starting price is 20,000 per day, and 40,000 when you are awesome. What is this? This is a fucking tentacle monster turned into a spirit! ! !

Therefore, readers who read "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" are very comfortable and very sticky. The popularity of this book now is comparable to that of Ming Yue's Ming Dynasty.

Tianxia Hegemony: "I read the contract. There are no problems with signing the contract."

Screenwriter Hu Ya: "Okay, author, we will arrange a book club meeting for you in Beijing. This time, not only you, but also three teachers from the past, Teacher Mingyue, Skeleton Elf, and Xiao Qian, will attend this event. 12 You must be there on the 10th.”

Tian Xia Ba sang: "No problem."

Shen Lang was lying on the sofa with the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "Teacher Ba Chang, I'm sorry, your book was copied by me. You can use your brain to write other books."

Anyway, I’m not the only one copying your book.