After the college entrance examination, life began to follow one's heart

Chapter 167 Comic Publishing Copyright, Xu Lin's Faceless Interview

Xu Lin heard what the other person said.

I was slightly taken aback, wondering what the other person was about to say.

At this moment, Xu Lin held the back of the other person's head with his left hand, tilted his head slightly, and kissed him again.

Xia Xiyao was very proactive this time, and she and Xu Lin kissed.

Having kissed for the third time in her life, she felt that kissing was a very magical thing.

but.

Xu Lin can't be well-behaved when kissing.

Soon Xia Xiyao felt Xu Lin's right hand exploring her thigh.

Xia Xiyao felt a little itchy and instinctively wanted to stop Xu Lin's clutches, but she only symbolically tried to stop him twice before finally letting him do as he pleased.

Xu Lin's hand quickly slipped inside the skirt.

She was wearing a short skirt.

It's winter now, but Xia Xiyao is still wearing thermal tights.

However, in no time, the thermal stockings turned into ripped stockings.

"Xu Lin..."

"What did you call me last night?"

Seeing the other person's shy expression, Xu Lin suddenly thought of last night.

"what?"

"What did you call out to me from the bathroom last night?"

"elder brother?"

Xia Xiyao's pretty face flushed slightly.

Why do you call me brother?

I'm two months younger than you.

Xia Xiyao sounded a little guilty. Xu Lin was born in June, while Xia Xiyao was born in August.

"I don't think so. Tell the truth, or you'll be sorry!"

Xu Lin's right hand continued its exploration and finally touched that mysterious forbidden zone.

"Last time at the hot spring, you made me call you 'brother,' and you even spanked me..."

Xia Xiyao's face turned even redder.

"So that's what it was about?"

Xu Lin suddenly understood.

The two stayed in the car for another ten minutes or so, which was actually just simple kissing and touching.

Seeing that it was getting late, Xu Lin said, "Let's go back to the dorm first. It's almost six o'clock, and I'm getting ready to go back to school too."

"Uh-huh."

Xia Xiyao took the initiative to kiss Xu Lin's lips, but it was just a light peck.

She straightened her clothes, grabbed her things, and then got out of the car from the driver's side.

"Contact me if you need anything."

Xu Lin instructed.

Xia Xiyao blushed, didn't say anything, just nodded seriously. She stood there, graceful and charming.

Xu Lin stopped talking, closed the car window, and drove away.

After Xia Xiyao could no longer see Xu Lin's car, she turned around and went back to her dormitory.

At that moment, she opened her phone and sent Xu Lin a message: "Drive safely!"

Xu Lin: “OK.”

Xia Xiyao then replied with a cute "Mmm" emoji.

Xu Lin didn't reply this time. Xia Xiyao waited a few minutes before opening the dance club's group chat.

A few people tagged her earlier, and Xia Xiyao thought she was going to have dance practice tonight.

When I clicked on it, I found out that the girl who bought the milk tea earlier had taken a picture of me getting on the Panamera GTS.

The group of girls are currently discussing this, and some have even tagged her, asking if the guy is Xia Xiyao's boyfriend.

The girls in the dance club are generally good-looking and have great figures.

Therefore, they have easier access to schools or other schools, and even wealthy people in society.

Good looks, a great figure, and youth—that's a huge advantage.

Because they or those around them are more likely to come into contact with people at these levels, they tend to be more impetuous.

Today we learned that Xia Xiyao got another GTS worth over two million yuan, and last time it was a Maybach S680. Both cars belong to the same tall and handsome guy, which made everyone quite excited, envious and jealous.

It seems Xia Xiyao has hooked up with a super rich and handsome guy.

"Yaoyao, is that boy really your boyfriend?"

A senior student tagged her again.

Then, several more girls followed up with questions.

Xia Xiyao didn't dare to answer last time, but this time, she replied directly: "He's my boyfriend!"

Xia Xiyao ignored the subsequent reactions in the group chat.

She left the dance club's small group chat and found that Xu Lin hadn't replied either.

I wanted to send Xu Lin another message, but then I remembered he was still driving, so I decided to give up.

the other side.

At 6:30, Xu Lin drove back to the outside of the residential area and asked Rong Xiyan to come out.

This girl still needed to get ready, and she was dawdling around. Xu Lin scolded her a couple of times over the phone before Rong Xiyan finally came down quickly.

"Damn it, they always dawdle!"

"It'll only take a few minutes."

Rong Xiyan felt aggrieved.

"A few minutes? I told you to get ready to come downstairs half an hour ago, but I've been waiting outside for more than ten minutes. It's already 6:48 now."

"Xu Lin, I won't do it again next time."

"come over!"

"what?"

"Spank first!"

"Humph!"

Rong Xiyan was actually quite happy inside. She loved it when Xu Lin spanked her, but now she pretended to be aggrieved.

After Rong Xiyan arrived, Xu Lin slapped her bottom five times.

"Ouch!"

"pain!"

Rong Xiyan felt even more aggrieved.

However, this was all fake, because Xu Lin only spanked her buttocks and didn't use much force.

"If you dawdle like this again next time, you're doomed! Get in the passenger seat!"

Rong Xiyan playfully stuck out her tongue and kissed Xu Lin on the cheek again.

"Xu Lin, I want to sit on your lap," Rong Xiyan said coquettishly, reaching out to hug Xu Lin's shoulder.

"That won't do. If we get caught violating traffic rules, we're adults now. We need to know the law and obey it!"

“Xu Lin, we are born after 07!” Rong Xiyan emphasized.

"Okay, okay, born after 07."

Xu Lin reminded everyone: "Fasten your seatbelts."

"All secured! Driver, let's go!"

"cut!"

"Xu Lin, in a few days, let's go to the provincial capital to see Mom!"

"Okay, we'll take the high-speed train there on the afternoon of the 30th."

Friday the 30th is a holiday, and we'll be off in the afternoon. From the 31st to the 2nd, it's the New Year's Day holiday, a total of three days off.

Xu Lin and his friends planned to go to the provincial capital for some fun.

"Why take the high-speed rail instead of driving?"

“Driving there takes at least six or seven hours, and coming back takes another six or seven hours, adding up to at least thirteen or fourteen hours. The high-speed train only takes a little over two hours. So, which do you recommend: driving or taking the high-speed train?”

"oh oh!"

Rong Xiyan suddenly understood.

At 7:20, Xu Lin finally returned to school. He told Rong Xiyan to go to the classroom first, while he went to find a place to park.

Parking at school is quite troublesome.

You have to register when you come in, and the parking lots inside the school belong to the teachers of the University of Finance and Economics.

A student's car?

You can only park on the side of the road.

But you can't just park on the side of the road forever, can you?
Liu Longsheng's car is like this.

Xu Lin was bold and parked in an open-air parking lot. This was where teachers usually parked, but there were no specific license plate markings, so you could just park anywhere.

How do you know this car doesn't belong to the teacher?
Believe it or not, many university teachers are not short of money; driving cars worth hundreds of thousands or even millions of yuan is not a problem for them.

Some teachers, by lending their certificates to a company, might earn tens of thousands of yuan a month without doing any work, making hundreds of thousands a year. And the more prestigious the university, the more prestigious the teachers. So Xu Lin glanced at the parking lot; his Panamera GTS, worth over two million yuan, was pretty good, currently the most expensive car there.

Actually, if it weren't for the light drizzle today, Xu Lin wouldn't have wanted to drive here. It's quite troublesome, and you're likely to encounter traffic jams. It would be better to ride an electric scooter and travel freely through the streets and alleys.

After the class meeting, Xu Lin went to find Ning Yuhan and they ate a hot bowl of glutinous rice balls together in the cafeteria.

In this winter with temperatures in the single digits, being able to eat a bowl of glutinous rice balls is quite a treat.

"What are you thinking about?"

Seeing that Ning Yuhan seemed to be thinking about something, Xu Lin casually asked her a question.

"Professor Huang is writing an economics paper before the Chinese New Year to practice, but I don't know what kind of paper to write yet. As for the data, she told me to collect it from public databases."

Public databases are databases that the school has already purchased, such as CNKI database, Tai'an database, city database, etc.

The data that Ning Yuhan collected during her research trip with Professor Huang and his team was collected personally, not from a publicly available database.

Rigorous academic papers all require data; without sufficient data support, they are nothing but nonsense.

In response, Xu Lin asked, "What kind of paper do you want to write?"

"Professor Huang said he would give me an economics-related topic in the next couple of days, and then I would have to collect the necessary data based on that topic and write a paper with a main body of no less than 8,000 words."

Ning Yuhan shook her head. "Actually, I haven't written a paper yet. I only started reading various papers in the last month."

At the University of Finance and Economics, generally speaking, at the end of the first semester of the second year, which is during the winter break, the school will arrange for students of each major to write a short paper related to their major, a few thousand words long, which is the first time that everyone has really encountered a paper.

"Then when the professor gives you the topic, send it to me and I'll help you with your reference."

"Okay, I'll send it to you later."

Originally, Ning Yuhan subconsciously wanted to ask, "Honey, do you know how to write a thesis?"
But Ning Yuhan thought again that Xu Lin was so smart and had such a strong learning ability that she couldn't possibly question him.

"Aren't you cold wearing only two layers of clothing?"

Ning Yuhan pinched Xu Lin's clothes and found that he only had a short-sleeved shirt and a turtleneck sweater that she had knitted before.

Moreover, the sweater is neither too thin nor too thick; it's just the right thickness.

At this time of night, the temperature is only 5 degrees Celsius.

"If I'm cold, I'll be shivering. Do I look cold?"

Xu Lin laughed and said that he was no longer afraid of the cold. After all, he was strong and healthy, and only needed two layers of clothing to keep warm in single-digit temperatures.

"Style over warmth!"

Ning Yuhan gave a reproachful look.

"Senior, you said something that made me feel cold. Hug me."

Xu Lin pulled the other person onto his lap.

"Have you lost weight? You seem lighter."

Ning Yuhan weighs 102 jin (approximately 51 catties), which is slightly lighter than Rong Xiyan.

Many girls pursue a weight of 90 or even 80 pounds, but their breasts and buttocks look like they have nothing. After all, unless they are naturally gifted, once they lose weight, their breasts will also become flat, and the same goes for their buttocks.

Xu Lin had never appreciated Bai Youshou's aesthetic sense; he preferred traditional aesthetics.

"No way! And I don't feel like I've lost weight recently, but I haven't weighed myself in a while."

"Eat more in the future. I like girls who are big in the right places."

"Bastard!"

Ning Yuhan blushed slightly.

"This is the cafeteria!"

"Senior, give me a kiss."

"Uh-huh."

Ning Yuhan took the initiative to kiss him.

The two then lingered for another ten minutes or so before parting ways at 8:30 p.m.

Ten minutes later, Xu Lin returned to his dormitory.

It was that familiar guitar sound again; Liu Longsheng was playing the guitar once more.

But this time it wasn't a sad guitar sound, but a cheerful one.

Is it "Unavoidable Love"?
Yes, that's the song. It's from the last century, but it's still relevant today.

Xu Lin didn't pay much attention to it. Later, when Xie Zhengrong and the others discussed it, Xu Lin learned that Liu Longsheng had recently made some money selling shoes. He had invested 100,000 yuan. He had previously lost several thousand yuan on one type of shoe, but now he had made a profit of more than 10,000 yuan on another type of shoe. After making up for the losses, Liu Longsheng had earned more than 10,000 yuan.

Liu Longsheng was naturally happy to earn money for the first time in his life.

The energetic Liu Longsheng also said, "If I had 200,000, 300,000, or even 500,000, then it wouldn't be as simple as earning 10,000!"

Xu Lin asked, "How much stock do you still have in your inventory?"

Liu Longsheng: "Eighty thousand!"

Xu Lin nodded and continued to focus his attention on the computer screen.

To be honest, 80,000 is not a small amount, and it represents most of Liu Longsheng's wealth.

In Xu Lin's view, this kind of entrepreneurship carries the risk of losing everything. After all, where in business can you find a sure thing that guarantees profits? Risks must be taken into account.

However, Xu Lin didn't say anything, and besides, it was none of his business.

At this moment, Xu Lin opened WeChat.

Lei Haolong sent him a selfie of a girl.

"Xu Lin, what do you think of this girl?"

"She's a pretty girl from a modest family, quite attractive, do you like her?"

Lei Haolong was half a year older than Xu Lin and was also in the season of suppressed lust. Now that the first semester of his freshman year was about to end, Lei Haolong was also getting a little anxious.

"It's not that I like you, I'm just asking how you feel."

"What the hell am I asking you? If you like it, just say so. Stop beating around the bush."

"Damn, Xu Lin, I admit I like her. *crying*"

Lei Haolong: "Xu Lin, how do you pick up girls? I want to pursue her."

"I don't know either. You know, I'm always the one who confesses to me first."

"Xu Lin, I'll give you a piece of my mind! Middle finger.jpg"

Xu Lin chatted with him for a while, but Xu Lin was really not good at picking up girls, so he decided not to say anything carelessly lest he mislead others.

In fact, naturally handsome men have no right to teach others how to pick up girls.

Then Xu Lin opened QQ.

Ranzhi sent a message saying that the comic book rights and publishing rights for Xu Lin's book had been sold.

Of these, the comic book copyrights are worth eight million, and the publishing copyrights are worth sixteen million.

It was also split 50/50 between Xu Lin and the website.

Including the 20% copyright tax, Xu Lin ultimately received 9.6 million.

This is only because the book is very popular; otherwise, online novels, comics, and publishing wouldn't sell for this price. Only film and television rights are valuable.

In addition, there is a division of subsequent revenue between these two copyrights.

The comic copyright revenue is split in a 40/30 manner, meaning the comic platform takes 40%, and Xu Lin and the novel website each take 30%.

The publishing rights were split in a 40/40/20 profit-sharing arrangement, with the publisher taking 40%, Xu Lin taking 40%, and the novel website taking 20%. Originally, it was supposed to be 30% each for Xu Lin and the novel website, but the website gave up 10% for Xu Lin. Now, Xu Lin's influence is undeniable, and in the website's view, this extra 10% was entirely worthwhile.

Between comics and publishing, the biggest profit comes from publishing.

The website is giving up 10% of its publishing revenue in order to retain authors of Xu Lin's caliber.

Ranzhi told Xu Lin all these things clearly; in fact, it was a task given to him by his superiors.

"Does Mr. Xu plan to create more works here?"

Ranzhi asked another question.

"We'll see. I'm busy lately, maybe next year?"

"okay!"

"Next year" is just a polite remark; Xu Lin will most likely not write web novels anymore.

The website seems quite sincere, so Xu Lin isn't being too direct. He's being vague, like when a Chinese person says they'll treat you to dinner in two days, but those two days don't actually mean two days; they could mean several days, or even an indefinite period.

"By the way, Mr. Xu, there's one more thing. I wonder if you'd agree to it?"

Xu Lin did not reply to the message immediately upon seeing it.

Before long, news of their involvement arrived again.

"That's right, Mr. Xu, our website will be selecting top experts early next month."

"The website would also like to invite Mr. Xu to participate in a special interview, which will focus on his book and some issues in the online literature market."

"What do you think, Mr. Xu? Would you like to participate?"

Xu Lin glanced at the other party's message.

"Is this a publicity stunt by the website?"

Xu Lin saw through it at a glance.

Ranzhi: "Hehe.jpg I feel the same way!"

Xu Lin: "It's fine if you don't show your face, but if you do, forget it."

"Then let me ask the higher-ups."

Ranzhi: "Mr. Xu is too modest. If I had Mr. Xu's achievements, or even just one percent of his achievements, I would probably be arrogant and domineering!"

Xu Lin didn't dwell on the matter. After thinking it over carefully, he realized that the website's hype would also bring him considerable benefits.

The internet has entered an era where traffic is king, and the strategies have changed.

"You should mention this to your superiors. I'll participate if I don't have to show my face, but if I do, then forget it."

"Mr. Xu, I'll report back as soon as I get to work tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)