Classmates: the Perfect Male God

Sure enough, he is a strong man who is about to sign a contract with the Great God!

The monthly manuscript fee exceeded 10.

It's just terrifying.

The God of Nanfeng was even more energetic, put on airs, and began to point the country.

"You can do it with your hard work. If you want to write, you can write with a large reader base. Otherwise, it will be useless if the subscription is high, and the writing will not last long, and the final manuscript fee will not be much."

There are thousands of authors in the group, and many of them are new authors, who immediately fell in love with him.

This beep-dressed Nanfeng God was in a good mood.

Lin Fan remembered that he could see the monthly fee on the Shenwen website, so he clicked on the background fee and took a look.

An overview of the remuneration for September.

Ghost Blowing Lamp subscription fee: 257,080 yuan.

Lin Fan also took a screenshot, opened the anonymous chat mode, and left the screenshot of the manuscript fee in the group.

Whoa! ! !

It's like a blockbuster thrown into the calm lake water.

The bang stirred up thousands of waves!

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"Who just posted the screenshot of the ghost blowing lamp fee!?"

"A wild forest god passed by."

"What did Lin Shen post just now? This...is this the subscription fee for Ghost Blowing Lamp!?"

"Hold the grass! Hold the grass! Hold the grass! Did I read it wrong, the monthly subscription fee is 25!?"

"I remember that I'm about to break the sales record of the pure subscription fee for the spiritual category of the Shenwen website? In a few days, Lin Shen will break the record!"

"The tomb robbery article is actually a niche category, with a small audience. Lin Shen can attract so many readers, it's too good!"

"Brother Lin Shen, you are a soft girl, can you be your teacher?"

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The entire group of authors exploded like a pot, completely boiling.

Even a lot of diving parties jumped out and were frightened by Lin Fan's royalties.

Why do you write novels?

Isn't it just to make money?

This screenshot of the royalties sent by Lin Fan to the group is too convincing.

There are also several authors of female portraits, who shouted giegie on the spot, sold (ajad) cute and hugged their legs, and started a tea art performance.

At this time, the news in the author's group quickly refreshed the screen.

All of them are expressions of worshipping the boss.

The god Nanfeng, who was still in high spirits just now, was silent.

He seemed to have evaporated from the world.

Lin Fan watched the group chat for a while.

[Congratulations to the host, the screenshot of the manuscript fee shocked the author Nanfeng, and the worship value is +500! 】

[Congratulations to the host, the screenshot of the manuscript fee shocked the author Xiao Lemon, and the worship value is +100! 】

[Congratulations to the host, the screenshot of the manuscript fee shocks the author's lack of conscience, and the worship value is +100! 】

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original.

Can the screenshot of the publication fee also be used to get wool?

Lin Fan watched the rising worship value.

That's a comfort.

This author has a large group of thousands, which is simply 1000 living tool people.

In an instant, hundreds of messages swiped across the screen.

The group of authors started to initiate yellow pictures while chatting.

sooner or later...

Lin Fan quit the chat software.

Ready to start coding.

During the military training period, Lin Fan and Cheng Gong played a lot of songs, but they didn't write much.

The content that is updated every day now is the manuscript prepared before the military training.

It's almost used up.

When Lin Fan saw the fee, he was instantly motivated.

The copyright fees for those songs were bought out at one time, allowing him to earn his first pot of gold.

But there will be no income for a long time to come.

From this point of view, it is obvious that the royalties of the Shenwen website are more stable and sustainable.

There are hundreds of thousands of manuscript fees every month, and there are several million in this year.

and.

As long as the popularity of the novel rises, and the subsequent adaptation of audio, film and television, etc. copyright, that is the big deal.

Ghost Blowing Lamp has been updated to "Longling Cave", and the next Yunnan Insect Valley is the high | Dynasty of the whole book.

Lin Fan typed like a fly.

He decided to speed up the pace decisively and strive to finish all seven volumes in the shortest possible time.

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Time passed quickly.

Today is the first day of school.

It can be seen that Lu Qiaochuan is quite excited.

This guy got up before six in the morning, and then went to the cafeteria to buy breakfast for Lin Fan.

He hadn't forgotten the bet he made with Lin Fan on the train.

After buying breakfast, the sun is still not bright.

Lu Qiaochuan saw that it was still early, so he found all the books that had classes today, turned on the lamp and sat there to read at night.

After Lin Fan finished washing up and had breakfast, he realized that Yu Hao also got out of bed at some point.

While combing his hair over and over again in front of the mirror, he used mental attacks to harass Xiao Haiyang and others.

"Ocean, the sun snaps a fart!"

"Get up, get up, get up, get up!"

This is comparable to the broken thoughts of Tang Seng in Journey to the West, how can you still sleep?

"Brother Hao, what are you doing this morning!?"

Xiao Haiyang rubbed his sleepy eyes, his face speechless.

"It's eight o'clock in the compulsory advanced mathematics course, and you can still sleep? Hurry up and wash up for me, and Qiaochuan brought food for you all by the way!"

Yu Hao hooked his hand on the iron railing at the head of his bed and said excitedly.

"I'm so sleepy, let me sleep for a while."

Xiao Haiyang is going to fall asleep.

"Look at you! Look at you! How can you look like a college student!"

Yu Hao was standing beside Xiao Haiyang's bed, opened his mouth and made a demonic sound in his ear, Xiao Haiyang finally got up helplessly.

"Forget it, Ocean, it's time to get some sleep in the classroom."

Lin Fan said with a smile.

"Lin Fan, why have you fallen?" Lu Qiaochuan had an indisputable expression of resentment.

"Lin Fan is right, where to sleep is not to sleep."

Xiao Haiyang and Bi Shisan rolled over and climbed off the bed, washed and ate together.

Lin Fan brought his laptop, he was preparing to code in the classroom.

Looking at Lu Qiaochuan and Yu Hao, who had been beaten with blood.

Suddenly I wanted to laugh a little.

College students are amazing creatures.

Before the start of each semester and before the final exam, there is always intermittent smugness.

After waiting for that stage, then it is continuous eating and waiting for death.

The campus air in the early morning is always extraordinarily fresh. When a few people passed by a classroom, they found that some sophomore students had fallen on their desks and fell asleep.

"These guys, it looks like they stayed in the Internet cafe all night last night, and came to the classroom to handle the roll call."

Xiao Haiyang is very experienced.

Yu Hao immediately criticized bitterly, "No way? This is too much! It's too degenerate! How can they still look like outstanding contemporary college students with vigor?"

"That's right, it's outrageous!"

"The school provides us with such good educational conditions, but we don't take classes seriously, study hard, and sleep in class? How can this be worthy of the country's educational resources?"

Lu Qiaochuan is worthy of being the son of a political teacher, and he speaks in a certain way.