My Daily Salted Fish Routine

Luo Jiafa's song "Wukong" shocked many people.

I originally thought it was just something for fans to promote "The Legend of Wukong", so no one had high hopes, but in the end it turned out to be a huge surprise.

"It goes around and around, and the more I listen to it, the better it sounds."

"It's so heart-wrenching that it makes my scalp tingle."

There was a lot of discussion.

Of course, when laymen listen to songs, they only look at them from the perspective of whether they sound good or not.

But what the singers saw was his singing skills, and what the lyricists and composers saw was his skill.

Naturally, what merchants see is the prospect. What is the prospect? It’s money!

Within a day, Luo Jia had already received a call to purchase the copyright.

Luo Qingyi bargained with the other party for a long time and settled on 120,000 yuan.

"Awesome, I thought it couldn't exceed 100,000." Luo Jia was a little surprised.

Luo Qingyi smiled reservedly and said, "It's because of my brother's fame, otherwise they wouldn't be willing to pay this price."

"Sister is still very good. Use the money to buy delicious food for her." Luo Jia flattered her.

Luo Qingyi happily agreed. What she wanted was not the money, but the feeling of being in charge of her brother's money.

"By the way, we have to buy a car, otherwise it will be troublesome to go to class." Luo Jia said.

"What car can I buy with this little money now, Wuling Hongguang?" Luo Qingyi blinked.

"Sister's pocket money won't move. When the manuscript fee from Wutong Publishing House comes down, it will be about three hundred thousand, and Wenjian will also have two hundred thousand. When the time comes, we will do the math and buy whatever we can. Luo Jia said indifferently.

"Oh." Luo Qingyi nodded in agreement.

Liu Yaoyao rolled her eyes at the side and said, "I finally made some money, but did I spend it all like this again?"

"If you make money, you should spend it." Luo Qingyi said plausibly.

"That's right." Luo Jia nodded repeatedly.

"Don't you have any plans?" Liu Yaoyao hated the iron.

"Yes. Hurry up and sell the rights to adapt the Legend of Wukong. Otherwise, it will be really uncomfortable to live such a tight life." Luo Jia said.

"Well, I was waiting for your song before. Now that your song has been released, the response is not bad. If we wait for a while, this matter should be put on the agenda." Luo Qingyi also nodded.

She still remembers that her brother said that if he wanted a new book, he would have to run it himself, which would be a shortage of money, so the matter had to be dealt with as soon as possible.

The next day, a new issue of Wenjian was released.

The office of Wenjian Magazine is like a battlefield, with a solemn atmosphere.

Although they have great confidence in Luo Jia, the popularity has remained high recently.

But still, their hearts are always hung up if the sales volume does not come out.

Only the old god Luo Qingyi is here,

"Don't worry, no matter how it is written, Luo Jia's name alone can attract many people."

"I hope so."

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"The much-anticipated, talented writer Luo Jia's first transformation into martial arts, "The White Horse Roars in the West Wind"!"

The advertisement started, but neither Guitong nor Jianghu Fengyun could affect Luo Jia. Because of Luo Jia, more people knew the name of Wenjian Magazine.

"A poet who can't write songs is not a good writer. Luo Jia finally got down to business."

"I look forward to his martial arts and hope he can achieve greater glory again."

"I'm still not optimistic about it. Luo Jia has become a bit inflated recently. This is not what an orthodox writer should do."

"Young people who succeed in their ambitions often become restless and restless. That's how it is."

"After all, it lacks precipitation, and I'm not optimistic about it. This is a transformational work. As soon as it came out, it faced Loulan. There is no doubt about Loulan's strength. What's more, Jianghu Fengyun's overall strength is a level higher than Wenjian. I see Luo Jia has Any hope.”

"Perhaps Luojia can create another miracle!"

"Tch, there are so many crazy fans, why don't you be more rational? Miracles are miracles because they are rare. I admit that Wukong is invincible, but Luojia is not a god after all."

Luo Jia had no idea about the comments on the Internet. He was currently typing away. It was She Condor. He had written the "Seven Monsters of Jiangnan", but there were still too few manuscripts saved.

At this time, Lou Lan, who was famous in Jianghu, was unexpectedly summoned. When Luo Jia's new work was mentioned, he also gave a reply, "Luo Jia is more famous than me. I don't deny this."

"Are you mocking Luo Jia for relying on fame?"

"Do you think his new book can't surpass you?"

Suddenly the crowd was excited.

"I didn't say that. I have read Luo Jia's "The Legend of Wukong" and it is very well written. But martial arts are different from those of other people, so no one knows what the outcome will be." Lou Lan replied, he was also very worried. Unhappy, no matter how popular Luo Jia is, it has nothing to do with him, and it will not cause any loss to him. After all, the two parties are not on the same level. Luo Jia's biography of Wukong laid the foundation long ago, and he started at a much higher level than him, and What a comparison, it's too late to get jealous.

He was already in a sensitive situation. He seemed to be on the same stage with this big boss. He was so panicked. Now Jianghu Fengyun asked him to come forward. He couldn't shirk it. He had to bite the bullet and come forward. He really wanted to cry. tears.

If you cause trouble at this time, I'm afraid you'll be in trouble.

What is the fate of that ghost pupil now? His popularity has not increased. The transformation of martial arts is nondescript. The supernatural fan has also lost a lot of fans. His reputation has also been ruined. It is also terrible. He is committing suicide. He can commit suicide to this extent. Personal talent.

Loulan considers herself not a suicidal person, but she finds a boss who loves to cause trouble.

What can I do? I am also desperate.