I asked you to write a book, but I didn’t ask you to reveal your criminal record!

March 21st.

The soft sunset shines through the emerald green leaves on the bustling streets. Occasionally, the spring breeze blows through the old city, and the shadows of the trees intersect, swaying to create a realistic landscape painting.

Anling City, Chengdong District.

Lin Chuan and Wang Zikai, both dressed in sportswear, strode out of the Hengli Gym, turned and walked into a nearby restaurant.

"Old Lin, it's only been a few days, but I feel like your strength has gone up to a whole new level!"

Wang Zikai sat down and squeezed Lin Chuan's arm, slightly surprised.

Lin Chuan sat across from him and smiled: "You spend 1/3 of the time taking photos in the gym and 1/3 talking to your girlfriend on the phone. It's strange that it works."

Since the 17th, Lin Chuan realized that just having fighting and fighting skills and experience is not enough, and he also needs strength, speed and explosive power, so he met with Wang Zikai to train together.

Wang Zikai readily agreed.

Because once he wanted the princess to hold Xue Qiqi, but found that she couldn't hold her at all, and the scene was very embarrassing.

Lao Wang grinned and flexed his arms, showing off his big biceps: "I'm trying to combine work and rest. Look, my muscles are almost showing, right?"

Lin Chuan glanced at it and joked: "Can you hold Xue Qiqi now?"

Lao Wang realized Lin Chuan's teasing and curled his lips: "If I can hold Qiqi, there will be no one to hold you, right?"

Lin Chuan: "..."

Seeing Lin Chuan's silence, Lao Wang asked, "Brother, I'll give you some exclusive information, do you want to listen?"

Lin Chuan frowned slightly: "What information?"

"That's Officer Shen's information. I know it from Qiqi. This is a good opportunity for you to show off." Lao Wang winked.

Lin Chuan smiled and said, "I abide by the rules and laws!"

In the eyes of police comrades, obeying the law is the best performance.

"You just don't listen to advice."

Lao Wang looked like he hated iron. Suddenly, he stared at Lin Chuan for a while, "Old Lin, are you straight?"

Lin Chuan twitched the corner of his mouth: "I'm straighter than a ruler!"

"Why do I feel that you are not very interested in girls?" Lao Wang said suspiciously.

Lin Chuan smiled and said: "Is it useful to be interested? I am a serious person. If I fall in love, I have to rush to get married. But the subsequent house, car, gifts, banquets, houses, etc., none of them are large expenses. ?”

"You are rich now!" Lao Wang laughed.

"The royalties won't arrive until next month, so you can help me figure out how to spend them." Lin Chuan said with a wry smile.

The "Game of Thrones" event has just concluded, and Lin Chuan has secured the first place with a popularity value of 608,000.

Among the rewards, there is 50,000 cash.

In addition, "La Qian" now has 5,163 average subscriptions. The popularity has passed and the momentum has declined. However, it should be no problem to reach 6,000 average subscriptions by the end of the month. It should be a high-quality product, and the manuscript fee should be 120,000.

Adding the two together, and then deducting taxes, we get about 154,000.

However, the income of writers is very unstable.

"The Wife" is popular, but it is difficult to ensure that "This Killer is Too Professional" will also be popular, and the subject matter of the killer is too sensitive, and the book will be banned if you are not careful.

I had my last meal but not my next one.

Lao Wang smiled and said: "You are now an upstart in Qihang novels. Your future is unlimited. It's time to talk about it. Officer Shen is good. I heard from Qiqi that she is investigating two murder cases these days and is very busy. She is exhausted from all the work. At this time, she should be in need of care. "

Lin Chuan shook his head repeatedly: "You don't know Officer Shen well enough."

Lao Wang opened his eyes with a puzzled look on his face.

"At this time, Officer Shen looks like everyone looks like a murderer!" Lin Chuan laughed and joked, "I don't want to be locked up in a dark room again."

Lao Wang knew that he would not be able to persuade Lin Chuan for a while, so he changed the subject: "Are you still going to Hengli Gym to exercise tomorrow?"

Lin Chuan pondered for a moment: "I won't go tomorrow. The 'Game of Thrones' event is over. I have to discuss the release of the new book with Youyou tonight. I shouldn't have much time."

…

The night gradually fell.

Taking advantage of the dim light, Lin Chuan walked slowly back to Xingfu Community, stepping on the mossy floor tiles, bypassing piles of messy debris and motorcycles parked randomly, and returned to the small rental house. .

Lin Chuan looked at the narrow but empty room, his thoughts slightly distracted.

Maybe, he is a little lonely deep in his heart.

But, why fall in love?

For a soft and fragrant girlfriend, a kiss as soft as jelly, or when you open your eyes in the morning, you can see her sculpted face approaching him, her clear eyes blinking, staring at you?

An aunt's smile appeared on Lin Chuan's lips.

However, he quickly forgot about this kind of science fiction plot that even Liu Cixin could not write. How is this possible?

Lin Chuan only asked himself: "Lin Chuan, why do you own it?"

Subsequently.

Reason defeats emo, and consciousness immediately returns to reality soberly.

It’s time to release a new book!

"Yuyou, my new book is ready." Lin Chuan sent a message to the editor.

Yoyo is very dedicated.

She immediately responded to the message: "When do you plan to send it?"

"I read the almanac. It will be sent out at 9 o'clock tonight and the contract will be signed tomorrow."

Lin Chuan specially read the almanac.

At Hai hour on the 21st, avoid evil.

All day on the 22nd, it is appropriate to sign a contract.

"OK.jpg."

Youyou replied with an emoticon, and then sent another message, "'Video platform promotes books to attract traffic', when do you plan to attract traffic?"

Lin Chuan thought for a while: "Is it okay tomorrow night?"

Youyou replied: "Okay, I'll just declare it for you. By the way, the person who will help you promote it is Su Qianqian, a blogger with millions of followers. She will conduct a three-day live broadcast to promote your book, and also Three promotional videos will be produced, you can pay attention to them.”

The corners of Lin Chuan's mouth raised slightly: "Okay, thank you Youyou."

At nine o'clock in the evening, the auspicious time arrives.

Lin Chuan started uploading new books.

Publishing a new book on an auspicious day or time in the zodiac is also a common thing among writers.

A certain group of writers at a certain website felt that website recommendations were confusing and metaphysical, so they simply chose an auspicious day or time to publish a book and sign a contract.

What's more, a hexagram is specially calculated.

It seems ridiculous, but also a bit sad, this is what Lin Chuan is like now.

Fortunately, publishing the book went smoothly.

…

The next day, the safety audit was successfully passed and the contract was signed as scheduled.

That night, the book promotion began.

As night falls, the lights in the distance are dotted, like bright candles, flickering in the dark night. The street lights under the old community emit soft light, and occasionally a few dogs bark, making it appear gloomy and silent.

As the 'king of the dark night' killer Lin, ahem, Lin Chuan, he opened the Kuaidu app with great anticipation and searched for 'Su Qianqian'.

[User: Su Qianqian. 】

[Fans: 1.063 million. 】

[Personal signature: Focus on live broadcasts of immersive reading and discover more eye-catching works. 】

[Status: Live broadcast. 】

With a smile on his face, Lin Chuan clicked in to watch the live broadcast.