I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 190
A day passed.

In the end, Ji Zhuo still got the system's encouragement money for the month, and got the system's wool.

Because the day after the announcement of the award was one month after the release of the work, but the award of the Baiqiguo Literature Award had to wait two more days.

"...Your account ending in 3621 received a transfer of 600 million yuan, and the current bank account balance is 2031 million."

When he slept until almost noon, Ji Zhuo was awakened by the notification sound of the text message on his phone... Or he didn't sleep well in the morning, waiting for the notification sound of the text message.

As soon as the text message came, Ji Zhuo turned over and touched the phone next to him.

Looking at the bank text message, Ji Zhuo said that he was not happy, it was a lie.

How about 600 million, 600 million in one account, can Ji Zhuo be unhappy?Looking at this number makes me feel happy.

But happy at the same time, but also a little complicated.

Because the incentive money for the next month will definitely be gone according to the current situation.

Getting the wool of the system, but not completely getting it... This feeling seems familiar.

From the system main professional writer level to the third level, Ji Zhuo has been coveting the system's 600 million monthly incentive money,

In the end, after going through four books... plus Mingxiu's book on the plank road, there are five books, and it took only a month to get the wool of the system.

It's been a year, and Ji Zhuo has only received one month's system incentive money, and he didn't get the rest, Ji Zhuo felt that he was at a loss.

Just this time, he was supposed to get 800 million in incentive money, but now he got it for a month... Ji Zhuo felt like he was at a loss.

What are you doing to spend almost 600 million a month... Ji Zhuo can write books, but he is the No.1 book when he loses money.

The original bank account balance should be doubled.

But looking at the bank account balance, Ji Zhuo is quite happy... Hehehe... Maybe this is a contradictory person.

This is mainly because part of the income has not been settled.

For example, the royalties for the overseas publication of "The Bird in the Cage" have not yet been settled yet.
All domestically published works are basically agreed to settle the manuscript fee on a quarterly basis.

The copyright income of "The Shepherd Boy Searching for the Fairy" has not yet come to settlement because the animation of "The Shepherd Boy Searching for the Fairy" has not yet been launched.

Otherwise, his bank card balance should be higher.

Calculate like this,
It has been more than two years since he obtained the system, and he didn't lose much, at most he lost five or six times the balance of his bank card.

Five or six times...five or six times, damn it.

As a person who likes money, Ji Zhuo felt a little distressed thinking about it.

It's okay, the money that doesn't reach the bank card is not your own.

It's just that I made less money, not a loss, it's just that I made less money, not a loss... Ji Zhuo was brainwashing himself.

And still feel bad!

Then I stared at the bank card balance... Then I felt a little happier again.

No matter how you say it, there is still a lot of money in the bank card.

In the past two years, he actually spent very little money, except for going out to have dinner with Yun Qingmu from time to time, and occasionally wandering around the magic city, it seems that he didn't spend too much money.

Now it seems that he is not far away from his goal of buying a villa in Shanghai.

It shouldn't be a problem to buy a small villa with the current balance.

Thinking about it this way... the villa is really expensive.He can't even afford it.

But at present, Ji Zhuo's idea of ​​buying a villa is very weak... mainly because he is alone, and living in this house now seems to be a good one.

Ji Zhuo looked around the house he was living in now.

Began to seriously consider whether to buy it or not.

……

Just when Ji Zhuo was thinking about some messy things, some things he didn't have.

On the other side, Bert Publishing House, who just went to work.

Editor-in-Chief Carroll is discussing another matter with his editors and subordinates in other departments.

"Editor Carroll, shall we now send the new cover with the 'White Flag Literary Award for Best Novel' to the printing house to start printing and binding?"

An editor asked, with a little excitement on his face. The news that "Seven Sins" won the award yesterday really inspired the editors of the publishing house who had high expectations for "Seven Sins".

"Linna, what's your opinion?"

Carol's eye circles are a bit heavy. After the whole publishing house went out to celebrate a dinner last night,
Carol, who came home, was still so excited that she couldn't sleep all night.

"I think, why don't we wait a little longer."

"The Man Booker Prize in Great Britain is more important. It is basically as famous as the Goncourt Literary Prize in the White Flag State, and it has a greater influence around the world."

"And the most important thing is that unlike the Goncourt Literary Prize, which has to wait until next year, the Booker Prize will be awarded in ten days."

Lina said with some excitement.

"Then wait another ten days! I hope the two-sentence printed cover will be available, and I'm confident."

Carol sat down to decide,

He has great expectations for "Seven Sins" to win the Booker Award, and he has enough confidence in "Seven Sins" winning the award.

The other editors also nodded one after another. They had read "Seven Sins" and they also had enough confidence.

……

"...Going to work again, the weather outside today is not bad."

Yun Xinxin came back from Feimo Novel at noon...mainly to bring her sister a meal.

After lunch now, I naturally rushed to the office building of Feimo Fiction. Fortunately, the editorial office was not far from my residence.

Hearing her sister greet her again with a smile on her face,

Yun Xinxin couldn't help turning her head to look at Yun Qingmu again,
I don't know where she took the wrong medicine, since Yun Qingmu came back from outside last night, she seemed to be in a very happy mood,

I have always been happy, and my walking is much lighter than usual.

"Yun Qingmu, why are you so happy?"

"???"

Yun Qingmu made a question mark, I'm in a good mood and I'm wrong.

Forget it, don't care about it like your own sister.

"Thinking that I will have to go to work later, I am unhappy. If you are happy, I will be even more unhappy."

"???"

"Call ma'am."

"Sister. You seem to be in a good mood today."

"Yeah. The author of "The Caged Bird" has won an award again!"

"You said that last night."

"Well, the dishes last night were delicious, let's take you to eat some other day."

"It's already noon today, and it's time to digest last night's food."

Yun Xinxin and Yun Qingmu exchanged a few words, then left in a hurry.I rushed to the editorial department of non-ink novels.

Yun Qingmu watched Yun Xinxin walk away with her door,

Immediately afterwards, he turned back and sat cross-legged on the sofa,

Then happily picked up the phone, and looked at the update of the author of the dog that I had seen yesterday.

……

"Carol: Mr. A, the sales volume of "Seven Deadly Sins" was more than 900 copies yesterday.

Clumsy and extraordinary: ah.

Carol: Mr. A, we have prepared a new book cover with the slogan of the White Flag Literary Award in advance, but we do not plan to release the book with the new cover version for the time being. We want to wait for the Great Britain Booker Prize to be awarded, and we will promote it together.The British Man Booker Prize is just ten days away, and it is expected that we will get the news within a week whether it will be awarded.

Carol: But I have enough confidence in the award of "Seven Sins".

Carol: Mr. A, what do you think of the best novel-winning works of the White Flag Country Literary Award and the Booker Prize of Great Britain?
Clumsy and uncommon:..."

I feel so fucked!
But it doesn't matter anymore,

Anyway, I have already received one month of system incentive money, and I don't plan to squeeze out the remaining two months.

As long as I don't have a defense in my heart, I won't break the defense.

Ji Zhuo who doesn't pursue system wool is invincible!

But I thought Burt Publishing House might have already prepared book covers and promotional materials with the slogan "White Flag Country Literature Award-Winning Works".

Ji Zhuo still felt very embarrassed.

It feels like when he is doing everything possible to squeeze the wool out of the system,
Someone was always stabbing him in the back, here and there, with holes everywhere.

"Clumsy and Uncommon: Burt Publishing will not print and stock up in advance, will it?"

But it doesn't matter anymore, now Ji Zhuo has no desires and demands, he is invincible.

I asked again casually.

"carol: I have indeed prepared some stock, only the cover is left unpacked. But Mr. A, don't worry, it's just that the stock of [-] copies can still be done with my authority, and I also believe that this stock will be available soon. Empty."

Strictly speaking, the European publishing industry has no restrictions on first edition reprints,
All publishers look at the sales of books and stock up in advance.

However, if you stock too much, you will accumulate too much money.

"Clumsy and uncommon: ..., um."

Ji Zhuo didn't know what to say anymore.

I haven't decided whether I can win an award, so I stock up so much in advance.

Carol deserves to be a gambling dog.

but,

Whatever, get tired, destroy it.

Anyway, I don't want to squeeze the wool for the remaining two months, so let's do what I love.

Anyway, winning the Baiqiguo Literary Award is enough to detonate "Seven Sins", which has accumulated a lot of basic readers.
There is another Booker Prize with greater influence, that is, there are too many lice and it is not ticklish.

At most, it would give him more honors to put on his bookshelf.

Hmm... that seems like a good idea.

……

For the next day or two, Ji Zhuo didn't care about "The Seven Sins" any more.
Although Carol still informs the sales of "Seven Sins" every day,
However, Ji Zhuo still put more thoughts on the creation of "Hour Hand Leaps to Death",
Although the purpose of creating this book at the beginning was to cover "The Seven Sins",

But when Ji Zhuo wrote this book, he still put his heart into it.

Don't even need to think about the wool of the system, Ji Zhuo writes more freely.

The train of thought was fairly smooth, and Ji Zhuo wrote it quite happily.

"Crackling..."

It is raining lightly outside the study,

Get rid of the hot and dry days.

In the study room, there was the sound of clattering keyboards,

Ji Zhuo sat in front of the computer, writing today's update.

On the computer screen, words and sentences are emerging, and the plot in the text is also continuing to progress,
Ji Zhuo was immersed in it.

In the text,

After the protagonist Lin Yi encountered another fatal crisis in the detective agency,

Sitting paralyzed on the ground for a while, Lin Yi got up and left in silence.

Subsequently,

Lin Yi followed the suggestion of Lao Qian from the detective agency and went to find a psychologist who was familiar with him because of his cooperation with the detective agency.

Therefore, there is a dialogue between Duan Linyi and the psychiatrist in the article.

"Lin Yi, drink a glass of water, do you want me to play some music for you to relax?"

"No, I want to be quiet. It's better not to hear too sudden sounds. I may have a nervous breakdown."

"Well, that's fine, I think you seem to be tired too. You can sit here, you can lean back on the seat, relax your body and lie down, or you can take a rest."

"Linyi... Linyi?"

"It's okay, um..."

"You can relax a bit, I think your muscles are a little tight."

"Sorry, I can't relax."

"That's ok, then we will follow your comfortable state. Lin Yi, you can talk to me now, is there any trouble for you?"

"The two of us can be regarded as friends, just chat normally."

"Well... I'm afraid of death."

"Afraid of death? How do you put it? If it is death, I think everyone is afraid. I am also afraid. When I was young, I thought at night that I would die one day, and that kind of fear seemed to permeate my heart. I felt The panic of being floating in the sky, not touching the ground, and not finding anything in your hands...Lin Yi, what kind of fear are you in?"

"I never thought I was so afraid of death."

"Well. Suddenly? What kind of feeling is it?"

"Death will come at any time, and the footsteps of the god of death are pressing behind me. I dare not sleep, fearing that I will never wake up again, and I dare not go out, fearing that the predetermined danger will come as expected. When the countdown to death begins, I feel exhausted They all began to tremble, and alarms sounded in their brains in fear."

"I feel that the deadly danger will come at any time. You didn't want to lean on the seat just now. Are you also afraid that the seat will fall?"

"more or less."

"Actually, you don't have to worry too much. This seat is quite solid. You can try to lie down. There is no danger here. If you are tired, you can even sleep here."

"If you're worried, I can stay by the side all the time. Waiting for you to wake up, during which I will not leave or look away. I have my professional ethics guarantee."

"Um...thank you..."

"Well, go to sleep."

……

"Are you awake? Do you want a glass of water? Was it a nightmare just now?"

"No, I just don't dare to sleep too hard. I wake up every hour or so."

"Well, so... Actually, there are not so many dangers around us, just like Lin Yi, you slept here just now, but you have been very peaceful all the time, and nothing happened."

"...A few days ago, on my way to investigate another case, a truck overturned. If I hadn't avoided it in time, I would have been crushed into mud."

"The day before yesterday, I was sleeping, and the downstairs neighbor's natural gas leaked, and if I hadn't woken up in the middle of the night, I would have become a corpse."

"In the morning, I went to the detective agency, and a client walked into the detective agency with a knife."

"Cough...Lin Yi, you're right, I'm a little creepy too...Is this why you're so nervous?"

"probably."

"...Doctor Xu, if one day you were about to die, what would I choose to do?"

"Well... I will try to struggle first. If it is inevitable to die, then I will try my best to spend the last time... There is a word called living to death. Life is actually counting down, but We usually have too many things and don't notice that death is approaching us a little bit at any time."

"Thanks...it's just not that easy."

There is great terror between life and death,
The scariest thing may not be death, but the last countdown before death.

When the countdown that symbolizes death is jumping a little bit towards zero, it is hard not to be afraid.

It's like the feet can't touch the ground when they go down, and the heart can't reach the top when they lift up.

It's like the fear of having jumped off the stairs and falling to the ground.

At last,
After Lin Yi communicated with the psychiatrist,
After taking some sleeping pills prescribed by the psychiatrist, Lin Yi left.

But Lin Yi never took any of these sleeping pills.

He didn't dare to sleep anymore, so how could he dare to take sleeping pills?

And next.

Under different circumstances, Lin Yi encountered different times when the countdown suddenly jumped to only one or two minutes left.

With the danger of death approaching from time to time, Lin Yi gradually became very haggard, and his body and mind were on the verge of collapse and madness.

At the same time, Lin Yi also began to struggle painfully.

Because every time after avoiding the deadly threat of death, the reset countdown points to the same point in time.

It seemed that he had somehow escaped death at that point in time.

Lin Yi first moved, from his original residence to another community, and then even tried to leave the city.

There was another fatal danger in the middle, but the time pointed by the countdown remained unchanged after the reset.

Lin Yi then tried to replace all the replaceable things in the house, changed his eating habits, and stopped eating the things he liked before.
But no matter how painfully he struggled, he still couldn't escape that point in time, it was just futile.

(End of this chapter)