C13

"Aiya, you don't have to be 'but'. I know that you will definitely not come here for no reason. Speak. What is it that you want to talk to me about?"

"Sigh ~ ~ Whatever, since you're not willing to say it, then I won't force you. I'm looking for you today because I have good news to tell you!"

"Good news?" "What good news?" While holding the phone, he walked to the computer table and sat down. He then pressed the power button on the computer.

"That science fiction novel of yours that you wrote has been chosen by a film and television company. They want to buy the copyright. They are currently discussing it with the website!"

"Are you for real?!" Nikki was shocked. How did the film and television companies set their eyes on such an unpopular topic?

"Ah Hua, are you joking with me? Back then when my novel was being published in a row, it did not have a lot of hits. Other than preserving my foundation, I did not even get a single cent! "

"I've told you before, that novel of yours is a novel based on IP. It might not be popular in the female channel, but if it was adapted into a movie or television show, it might become popular!"

She couldn't help but believe what A-Hua was saying, but she controlled her emotions and kept telling herself that this was only the stage of the negotiation. She still didn't know if it would work!

"If that's the case, then let's just let the website talk to you. I've worked with the website for so many years, and I still have a lot of trust in all of you. And as the author, I'm only responsible for writing essays and developing channels.

"Do you really trust us that much? You don't even ask how much of the copyright fee you can get? "

Nikki smiled. "The copyright fee is fifty-fifty for me and the website. Naturally, if you want to make money on the website, you have to ask for more. I'm in a hurry too!"

"You sure are ambitious!" On the other end of the phone, Ah Hua scolded jokingly, "I called you to inform you about this matter. Although the details are still being discussed on the website, it should be close to 90%. Also, you should be preparing yourself, the film and television company might come looking for you to discuss this with you in person. I heard from my colleagues at the operations department that they seem to be very curious about the purpose of your novel."

Nikki slightly frowned, "It's not a problem to increase the plot. In any case, many of the content that I originally planned didn't add because the subscription was not good. Now, if I add it, it's ready-made, but does it need to be discussed with me personally as to the purpose of the creation?"

"I just said it's possible. I'm not sure yet. It's always better for you to prepare first!"

"Alright!" "No," he answered reluctantly.

Alright, let's do it this way then. I still have a few manuscripts that haven't been examined yet, so I'll go back to work first. I'll inform you when the results come out.

He hurriedly agreed, saying that he would definitely submit the script on time this month and that he would submit more of it.

Of course, as a veteran editor, Ah Hua would never believe it. All the authors would be in this state of confidence during the first few days after they submitted their drafts, but no matter how ambitious they were, it would be nonsense not to take action.

She felt the sunlight shining in through the window was a bit blurry, so she got up to pull the curtain. When she pulled the curtain, she felt the room was a bit dark, so she turned on the light again, and when she went to turn on the light, she saw from the corner of her eye that the cloth she threw in the sink had not been washed yet, so she washed the cloth again, and when she finished, she remembered that the seaweed soup she was going to drink that night hadn't even soaked in the seaweed, she turned around and went to the kitchen to grab the seaweed from the refrigerator.

However, the moment the refrigerator door opened, it was like Pandora's magic box was opened. Nikki suddenly realized that her fridge was so empty that it didn't matter what she wanted. Thus, she completely forgot about the word code, took her wallet, changed into a new set of clothes, and headed out, ready to go shopping at the supermarket.

On the way to the supermarket, Nikki had also done some soul-searching. How could she forget to buy ingredients and only remember to buy daily necessities these two days? After all, she was a writer who spent most of her time at home writing codes. Three meals had to be taken care of at home. If she ate take-out food every day, not only would it cost money, it would also be bad for her body.

When Nikki returned after buying enough ingredients, she looked at the refrigerator that was filled to the brim with food and felt extremely satisfied. When her gaze fell on the computer screen that automatically went black due to the lack of operation for a long time, she finally felt a little remorseful.

While blaming herself, she looked at the clock on the wall. When she saw the time, the blaming feeling immediately disappeared without a trace.

It was time for dinner. It was time for her to make dinner!

By the time he had finished cooking, enjoyed a delicious meal, and sat down in front of his computer contentedly, Hour Hour Seven had already mercilessly walked to the seventh position.

This meant that for Nikki, who was determined to adjust her sleep, she would have to sleep before 10 o'clock every night. After an hour of washing up, she only had two hours of time.

Two hours. If it wasn't for Karwenz, with Su Wen's hand speed, he would only be able to write around four thousand words. Four thousand words, and that was only a little more than a chapter …

Su Wen slapped his head hard. "It's over, I've been crippled for another day!" One month and thirty days. Adding the time it took to clean the house, there are only twenty-seven days left! "

After counting the number of scripts she handed in this month evenly, Nikki discovered that in the following days, as long as she could write slightly over 10,000 scripts per day, she wouldn't have to worry about this month's scripts. And over 10,000 scripts, it would only take a little more than 5 hours.

As he calculated, he felt a sense of relief in his heart. The little pressure he'd felt just now vanished in an instant.

Thus, the editor called Su Wangliang, who had a big heart, took out his cell phone to check his Weibo.

Fortunately, Su Wanxue's self-control was not hopeless. She browsed Weibo for a bit more than 9, then chatted with the other authors in the group for a bit before she went to wash up. Even though she was still completely awake, she forced herself to lie on the bed, turn off the lights, and count the sheep in twos and threes.

It was unknown how many sheep he had counted when he finally fell asleep.

The next day, when Su Wen was awakened by the sunlight shining through the window, she stretched lazily on the bed. She believed that since she had gone to bed so early last night, she must have woken up very early today.