I became popular on the stage

Chapter 122 "Snow Dance in the North Country" broadcast (fourth update, please subscribe)
Lin Xuan's heart was extremely agitated.

Although he no longer has the blockade of capital at this moment, if he wants to enter the entertainment circle, it is still difficult to move a single step without money.

Don't say anything else.

Can't even find a suitable broker.

As for the establishment of a team or even a company, let alone think about it.Because all of these require massive funds to support.

Do you really think flying solo is that easy?
Even if you have the strength, you can only lie on your stomach if you don’t have funds!

Because of this, the capital of this era is so rampant, covering the sky with one hand in the entertainment circle.

And now that Lin Xuancheng is the director of Big Cat, he has a moderate background.At this moment, coupled with the small goal earned from "Zhu Xian", he finally dared to speak boldly: "I, Lin Laosan, am about to rise!"

At the time when Lin Xuan's heart was ups and downs.

Then I saw Chen Yu continue to send a message: "Fenglin, the form of "Zhu Xian" is very good now. Although you update it very quickly, you must ensure the quality. And try to extend the word count of this work to More than five million words, the more words, the greater its influence and the higher the stickiness of readers. And we also have enough time to carry out in-depth publicity, promotion, and development of it.”

Seeing Chen Yu's words, Lin Xuan froze suddenly.

If he remembers correctly, "Zhu Xian" seems to have a total of just over 150 million words?

According to the current rate of [-] updates per day, uh... the book will be finished next month.

Of course, he still has "Zhu Xian 2" in his memory, but the second one has little to do with the first one, and the plot of the story is also greatly reduced, and even this book died midway due to poor market response.Therefore, it is impossible for him to take out a book that is a eunuch and has a bad reputation.

After a pause, Lin Xuan showed an embarrassed expression, and then replied to Chen Yu: "Ahem... Well, editor-in-chief Chen, in fact, the length of "Zhu Xian" may not be that long."

Chen Yu's heart skipped a beat: "It's not that long? Is it only four million words?"

Lin Xuan: "No."

Chen Yu: "Three million words?"

Lin Xuan: "Ahem... If there are no accidents, the book will be finished next month."

???

Chen Yu stared blankly at the message from Lin Xuan, his mind went blank.

You start a book this month and finish it next month?
What the hell are you...

The next moment, Chen Yu's blood surged up, a mouthful of phlegm choked in his throat, and then he coughed violently, almost choking to death.

Ruofeng next to him saw this, rushed up and patted him on the back, then handed the water to Chen Yu.

Chen Yu took a sip of water, and then took a long time to catch his breath before recovering.

Seeing his pale face, Ruofeng quickly asked, "Brother Yu, are you sick?"

You have the disease!

Chen Yu coughed violently again.

Ruofeng was startled, and immediately patted him on the back vigorously, and at the same time said worriedly: "Brother Yu, if you are sick, you should take medicine early. You can't do this."

Chen Yu managed to calm down his panting again, pushed away the water glass that Ruofeng handed over for the second time, then shook his head and said, "Don't think about it, I'm not sick."

After a pause, he suddenly raised his brows: "This Fenglin, I'm so mad!"

"what?"

Ruofeng looked at Chen Yu's almost distorted expression, and wondered in his heart what unreasonable thing Fenglin had done to make Brother Yu so angry.

It stands to reason that "Zhu Xian" is now a phenomenon-level work, and it is even very likely to save the entire Xianxia category. Brother Yu is too happy to be too late.

But in the next second, she saw a dialog box on Chen Yu's computer desktop:
【Fenglin: "Ahem... If there are no accidents, the book will be finished next month."】

blah blah blah!

The water glass in Ruofeng's hand fell and hit the ground with a clear sound, but she didn't seem to know it, but said viciously: "Not only will I break his legs, but I will also break his hands! Let him write so fast!"

"..."

Chen Yu took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Some talented authors have their own principles. Since he said that the book will be finished next month, it is likely that he will be wrong. Ruofeng, you should immediately contact the operation department, Propaganda Department and Copyright Department, let them immediately speed up the promotion of "Zhu Xian" and the progress of copyright matters. If "Zhu Xian" is finished, it will be too late. As for me... I will go to the editor-in-chief now. This Fenglin, as much as possible Find something for me, and wait until the annual meeting to see how I deal with him!"

But Chen Yu didn't know.

Even if Fenglin's book is a god, it is very likely that he will never attend the "seven o'clock annual meeting" that almost all authors dream of.

Next.

Although Chen Yu tried his best to persuade him to update slowly, Lin Xuan remained unmoved and maintained the habit of updating [-] characters a day.

There are so many classic novels in his mind, how could he delay the update progress of "Zhu Xian" for a little money?

What's more, writing novels has never been Lin Xuan's main job.

Time passes day by day.

When the date came to November, Lin Xuan opened the [-]:[-] background app almost immediately, and then clicked on the column of income.

What came into view was a series of numbers, which made his heart beat violently.

The income of "Zhu Xian" in October: 10 yuan.

It's just seven o'clock income in royalties, more than eight million a month!

"It turns out that after the book became popular, writing a book is really like stealing money. Many people will even publish sequels. For example, Tang San in his previous life, he can eat a book and a routine forever."

Lin Xuan felt emotional in his heart.

And the income of more than [-] million yuan is just the beginning.The bulk of the income is still in the following channels and various copyright fees.

But with this money, he finally has the capital to gain a foothold.

Next, his eyes will turn to the entertainment industry.

……

……

Entertainment.

Since Lin Xuan devoted himself to "Zhu Xian", except for singing occasionally on the big cat live broadcast platform, he never showed his face in any public occasions.

Therefore, in about a month, Lin Xuan gradually became unfamiliar in many people's impressions, and even began to forget.

Only some people from the entertainment company still remember this musical genius who once stirred up wild waves all over the Internet.

"Hey, Lin Xuan seems to have died down recently?"

"Haha, isn't he going to fly solo? Now the capital is not blocking him, and I haven't seen him flying solo."

"Although capital doesn't block him, he can't get resources. Do you really think it's so easy to go solo? Without resources, no matter how talented you are in music, it's just a joke."

"Indeed, without the resources of an entertainment company, no matter how talented you are, there is no stage for you to perform. If Lin Xuan is sensible, obediently re-signing with Yinhaitian Entertainment is the best choice."

"Young people, you only know how to cherish it if you have experienced the beatings of the society."

"..."

However, these arguments only appeared in a small area.

this day.

On the hot search on Weibo, a message began to pop up: ["Snow Dance in the Northland" will be released tomorrow! 】.

When this news appeared in the eyes of everyone, netizens immediately became excited.

"Wow, I finally waited until the release of "Snow Dance Northland"."

"I look forward to the performance of my beautiful single goddess in the movie."

"It's been too long to wait."

"Director Qin's new work is coming, we must support it."

"Director Qin Wenda's works have never disappointed me."

"This movie has an investment of 1.2 million. With this investment, it is definitely a big production for a pure love movie."

"..."

At the same time, Lin Xuan also noticed the news, and raised his eyebrows: "Huh? Is "Snow Dance in the Northland" going to be broadcast?"

(End of this chapter)