My Daily Salted Fish Routine

Luo Jia quickly pulled out the song, and Liu Yaoyao and Luo Qingyi looked at it.

"The lyrics are very good." Liu Yaoyao nodded, her little eyes were very seductive, "I didn't expect my brother to really be able to write songs -"

Luo Jia felt her sister's swishing murderous intent, laughed dryly, and sang a cappella in a low voice.

His singing now is indeed different from what it used to be. However, he can think of many things in his head, but he still can't do them. He still needs time to get used to them.

But it's already pretty good.

Liu Yaoyao's eyes were bright, "That's great. Make the finished product and then post it on Weibo to promote it. It can generate more topics."

"I think so too." Luo Jia's Weibo authentication has been completed, and her fans are being added one after another.

They all know that the connection between songs and books has a strong topicality. If there is a topic, it will be popular, and if it is popular, it can drive sales.

Besides, if the song becomes popular, the copyright can be sold.

"Wenjian's promotion has begun. A column will be opened for you. It will be serialized in this issue at the end of the month." Luo Qingyi said.

"Have you started promoting it?" Luo Jia was stunned.

Then the phone suddenly rang.

Luo Jia answered the call. It was Wutong Publishing House. Luo Jia still remembered the editor's name, which was Jiang Yuan.

"Mr. Luo, I heard that your new work is a martial arts article and will be serialized in a magazine?" Jiang Yuan asked.

His voice sounded anxious.

"Oh, it's a trial work. It only has tens of thousands of words. It's a bit thin for direct publication. I plan to start serializing it first and see how it goes." Luo Jia said.

"Oh, that's good, that's good." Jiang Yuan wiped his hands with cold sweat. He thought Luo Jia had been poached at a high price.

If you are testing the waters with tens of thousands of words, you probably want to see the response.

Testing the waters of martial arts, does that mean Luo Jia wants to write martial arts?

This is important news.

Jiang Yuan secretly wrote it down in his heart.

Of course it is good to write about martial arts, but now martial arts has a wide audience, so there are many people writing about it. If it is not so brilliant, it will be difficult to get ahead.

As for Luo Jia, the popularity of "The Legend of Wukong" has proved his strength, sharp writing and full of aura, but I just don't know if he can write martial arts as usual.

Regarding the work that tested the waters, it seems to be called White Horse Roaring in the West Wind.

Jiang Yuan planned to take a look as soon as the serial came out.

"Mr. Luo, has the theme of your new book been decided to be martial arts?" Jiang Yuan thought for a while and asked directly.

"Yes, it should be a long novel, over a million words." Luo Jia said.

Jiang Yuan suddenly felt uneasy. His test work was only tens of thousands of words, and then he suddenly wrote such a long novel? With over a million words, is this manageable?

He knew very well that Luo Jia's Wukong biography only had 100,000 words. Now that Luo Jia suddenly jumped into the martial arts pit and started a long novel like this, he felt that it was very likely to collapse.

The transformation risk was already high, but now it is still challenging at such a length...

"Well, Mr. Luo, a long novel requires a lot of skill. Of course, I'm not saying that you lack skill, but you have never written a novel before, right?"

"No." Luo Jia said honestly.

"This... the risk will be very high." Jiang Yuan said hesitantly.

"Let's give it a try." Luo Jia said nonchalantly.

Jiang Yuan could only smile bitterly at this. Yes, Luo Jia was only eighteen years old. The huge success of "The Legend of Wukong" filled him with arrogance, which was normal.

As the saying goes, youth succeeds in success.

We have to discuss it with the editor-in-chief, Jiang Yuan thought in his mind, and after chatting with Luo Jia for a few more words, he hung up the phone.

"You just said a new book, is that true?" Luo Jia just hung up the phone when he saw Luo Qingyi and Liu Yaoyao looking at him.

"Right." Luo Jia nodded and stretched, "It's been so long since I've been working on this for so long, it's time to prepare a new work. Otherwise, when will I be able to complete my small goal of 100 million?"

"Have you thought of anything for the new book?" My sister and Liu Yaoyao immediately opened their eyes.

"Is it really a martial arts?"

"Yes." Luo Jia smiled, "It's called The Legend of the Condor Heroes."

Liu Yao Yaopin clicked his tongue and said, "Just listening to the name, you can't tell much."

Luo Qingyi thought for a while and nodded, "It's not as graphic as the white horse whistling in the west wind."

"I have high hopes for this book," Luo Jia said, "and I have to run it myself."

"Run it by yourself? How are you going to run it?" Luo Qingyi was startled and touched his brother's forehead, "Are you crazy? How can we have so much money?"

"You can make money." Luo Jia said with a smile, "After the Wukong manuscript fee, there are also copyrights, game adaptations, comic adaptations, movie adaptations...and White Horse hasn't been published yet."

"With all due respect, now is not a good time to sell copyright. Your book still has a lot of room for growth. When sales really increase, the copyright will be more valuable. You can only sell it cheaply now." Liu Yaoyao frowned.

"Yeah, so "Legend of the Condor Heroes" won't start publishing so soon." Luo Jia crossed her fingers, "We have to wait for the money to arrive one by one. During this time, I will start saving the manuscript."

"What you mean is that you want to invest all the money you earn. Are you so optimistic about your new book that hasn't been released yet?" Liu Yaoyao asked curiously.

"Yes." Luo Jia nodded with a smile.

"Your confidence is so inexplicably strong sometimes." Liu Yaoyao pursed her lips and smiled, blinking her eyes, "Come on, young man."