From the cute baby star

Chapter 136 Cute Little Hei, Killing Himself Online

In Qin Junhao's view.

Guo Kun is completely like a clown.

As a novelist, if you don't write your own work well, you end up running into fan circles, and you are also proud and complacent.

All right now.

In tonight's live broadcast, he suddenly became the laughing stock of countless netizens.

Even he himself didn't have the face to continue the live broadcast, he just ended the live broadcast room and escaped in front of countless netizens.

After the onlookers ate the melon, Qin Junhao was in a good mood.

Because the sales speed of "The Hobbit" tonight is not worse than last time.

Eighteen thousand copies were sold out in 46 seconds last time.

According to the trend and law of getting slower and slower, the [-] copies of "The Hobbit" may be sold out in half an hour or an hour.

To Qin Junhao's surprise, 10 copies of "The Hobbit" were sold out within [-] minutes after it went on sale at ten o'clock tonight.

Do not!
To be precise, it should be 9 minutes and 41 seconds.

Uncle Qu Jiayang has obtained relevant sales data from Dangshu.com and JD Mall.

In 9 minutes and 41 seconds, the [-] copies of "The Hobbit" on the two websites were sold out.

Qu Jiayang was so excited after seeing this data.

This is one hundred thousand physical books.

In the current situation where the physical book market has been sluggish, such good data can be sold.

The popularity of "The Hobbit" far exceeded Qu Jiayang's imagination.

"Little Junhao, to be honest, this sales data surprised me, and I was very pleasantly surprised!" Qu Jiayang looked at the sales data he received again.

The heart is still excited.

"The sales are indeed fast, but how fast?" Qin Junhao blinked, looked at Uncle Qu Jiayang curiously and asked.

The father Qin Dalei and mother Lin Yushuang beside him were also very curious.

Aunt Xia Qingyan muttered, "Sold 10 copies in [-] minutes. Is this the second highest achievement in the history of domestic physical book publishing?"

Qu Jiayang nodded immediately: "That's right, the domestic sales speed ranks second in history."

There are many best-selling books in the country every year, not only fantasy novels, but also many other types of physical books.

A few can sell hundreds of thousands of copies.

Most of them can sell millions or even millions of copies.

There are even super best-sellers with top authors who can sell tens of millions of copies.

As for the writer who has sold hundreds of millions of physical books, there is also one writer in Xia Country, but that was a thing many years ago when the physical book market was still very prosperous.

In this parallel world.

A writer who can sell hundreds of thousands of physical books is called a best-selling author.

And if it can sell more than 100 million copies, it is a million-selling author.

Tens of millions of copies are super bestsellers!

"The second fastest sales of [-] copies, who is the fastest? How long did it take to buy [-] copies?"

Qin Junhao raised his head, looked at Uncle Qu Jiayang curiously and asked.

Qu Jiayang replied: "In 2015, after the publication of the physical new book of youth literature writer Song Qingfeng, the 7 copies were sold out in only 55 minutes and 10 seconds. The best-selling speed of [-] copies is within [-] minutes, so you are the second."

Qin Junhao heard the words, and the name of this youth literature writer came to his mind. He had indeed seen him when he went online to learn about this parallel world.

It's a great writer!

But Qin Junhao believed that even if his "The Hobbit" did not surpass this boss this time.

But the next time Qin Junhao's new book comes out, he must break the record of selling 7 copies in 55 minutes and [-] seconds.

"Old Qu, my son's "The Hobbit" still sold so fast and so well this time, so why not next time?"

Qin Dalei looked at Qu Jiayang excitedly.

Qu Jiayang nodded immediately: "That's right, the next batch can be considered for printing and publishing 100 million copies of physical books."

"100 copies!"

When Lin Yushuang heard what Qu Jiayang said, her heart trembled slightly.

When it was first printed and published, there were 6 volumes, and Lin Yushuang received more than [-] in remuneration.

For the second printing and publishing of 30 volumes, the remuneration was more than [-].

And printing and publishing 100 million copies, that is.
More than 300 million royalties!
Lin Yushuang looked at her son Qin Junhao excitedly: "Son, you are really amazing!"

It never occurred to Qin Dalei and Lin Yushuang that since the two of them have worked hard since graduation, they have not made as much money as their son has during this period of time.

After all, it is 200 million to endorse the commercial advertisement of the Elegant Group.

The remuneration for printing and publishing the physical book twice is nearly 40.

This is 240.

In addition to what Qu Jiayang said just now, we plan to print and publish 100 million copies of "The Hobbit".

The manuscript remuneration is more than 300 million. Even after deducting the manuscript tax, there should be about 300 million in hand.

Add it all up.

The son can earn 500 million for the family!
This is simply incredible.

"Dad, Mum, when the 100 million copies of The Hobbit come out, we'll have money to buy a new house."

Qin Junhao happily said to his father and mother: "It should be more than this money."

Qin Dalei and Lin Yushuang were both happy and curious when they heard this.

How can the son say that there is more than this money?

What else can I earn?
"Little Junhao, you make money like a money printing machine!" Xia Qingyan came over excitedly and pinched Qin Junhao's little cheek.

"The best-selling author does make a lot of money, but Junhao deserves it. The Hobbit he wrote is really attractive."

Qu Jiayang said with emotion.

"Little Junhao, after the piano training institution we cooperate with opens, you can make a lot of money again."

Xia Qingyan said with a smile.

"Yeah, Aunt Qingyan has worked hard." Qin Junhao happily rubbed against Aunt Xia Qingyan again.

That's the good thing about being a kid.

Whatever you do on a mature beauty is justified.

"Son, you just said that it's more than this money, is there still a way to make money?" Qin Dalei looked at his son curiously and asked.

"Dad, you forgot, the song we recorded today." Seeing that his father was so curious, Qin Junhao reminded him.

Qin Dalei reacted after hearing the words.

I was so excited and excited tonight that I almost forgot about it.

The son's song "Listen to Mom" ​​has signed licensing agreements with Penguin Music and Wangyun Music.

According to the content of the licensing agreement, neither Penguin Music nor Wangyun Music pays a one-time licensing fee, but a share of the money.

That is to say, after Penguin Music and Wangyun Music obtained the authorization of Qin Junhao's "Listen to Mother's Words".

The song will be sold on the platform for a fee.

It is precisely because Qin Junhao has a deep understanding of the authenticity of this parallel world that he chooses bilateral authorization.

When people really like a song or a novel, they will willingly pay for the original version for entertainment and enjoyment.

However, the prerequisite for consumers to be willing to pay is that the quality of the product must be good enough and hard enough.

Just like Qin Junhao's adventure novel "The Hobbit", it is good-looking, interesting, novel, and very attractive, so countless readers pay for the physical book.

And a song, too.

As long as the song sounds good, listeners are willing to spend money to buy the genuine version.

The most important thing is that the price of a song is often much lower than the price of a physical book.

A physical book is priced at least a dozen yuan.

Qin Junhao's "The Hobbit" is priced at 35 yuan.

One song makes all the difference.

Qin Junhao learned that on Penguin Music or Wangyun Music, the price of a single new song is usually 1 yuan per song.

If the price is cheap, maybe the sales volume will be more.

Qin Junhao didn't know how many times the song "Listen to Mom" ​​could be sold on Penguin Music and Wangyun Music.

But you just need to know that you can definitely make a lot of money.

As little as hundreds of thousands, as many as millions!
This is another huge income for Qin Junhao's family.

If you add this sum of money, plus the more than 100 million savings of my father and mother, then I can buy a big house with a good location and a large area in Jiangcheng, and maybe I can pay the full price!
At that time, grandparents and grandparents can be taken over, and the three generations of the family will live a happy life.

"Yes, yes, Penguin Music and Wangyun Music should be able to share a lot of licensing fees by then, right?"

After Qin Dalei heard the words, he nodded quickly and said.

Aunt Jiang Lin'er and Aunt Xia Qingyan, two beauties, praised Xiao Junhao endlessly. At such a young age, he no longer needs to spend money from his parents, and he can still earn so much money for his family, which is amazing.

This night, what Qin Junhao heard the most was being praised by pretty aunts for being awesome and capable.

I don't know, I thought Qin Junhao was awesome and capable when he was with the beautiful aunts.

At around ten forty in the evening, the gathering of the two families and Aunt Xia Qingyan tonight was over.

Qin Junhao followed his parents, bid farewell to Uncle Qu Jiayang, Aunt Jiang Liner, and Sister Qu Xiaomu, and went home.

Sister Qu Xiaomu couldn't bear to leave when she left.

I don't know whether it is because he is reluctant to part with Qin Junhao's brother, or if he is reluctant to part with Qin Junhao's pet kitten Xiao Hei.

Qin Junhao's home is not too far from Qu Xiaomu's sister's home, and there are not many cars after ten o'clock in the evening.

After driving for more than ten minutes, I returned home.

Aunt Xia Qingyan was even more miserable.

She lives a little far from Qu Xiaomu's younger sister's house.

When Qin Junhao came home, took a shower, and got into bed for a while, he heard his mother calling Aunt Xia Qingyan, it should be Aunt Xia Qingyan who just arrived home.

Today is a rather busy day.

It was also a very happy day.

After all, Qin Junhao is happy that he has gained a lot of fans today and that the adventure novel "The Hobbit" is selling well.

My extraordinary life has already begun.

Next, the entertainment stage facing the whole country, and even the whole world, will be performed by Qin Junhao, or even dominate?

With all kinds of imaginations in his mind, Qin Junhao wrapped the quilt tightly, closed his eyes and got ready to sleep.

"Meow~"

Just when Qin Junhao closed his eyes and was about to sleep, Xiao Hei's cry sounded in his ear.

"Xiao Hei, stop barking and go to bed quickly."

Qin Junhao ordered directly.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Hei was disobedient, and even jumped up from the carpet, jumped onto the stool, and then jumped from the stool onto the bed.

"Meow~"

Xiao Hei called out again.

It seems that Xiao Hei is quite excited at the moment, not sleepy at all.

Qin Junhao got up immediately, and stared fiercely at Xiao Hei: "Little guy, what do you want to do if you don't sleep at night?"

"Meow~"

Unexpectedly, the more Qin Junhao glared at Xiao Hei, the more excited he became.

"Meow~"

Xiao Hei kept barking, and the kitten's paw moved closer, slapping Qin Junhao's little face with a cat's paw.

"You still dare to hit me?"

Qin Junhao bulged his cheeks angrily.

You smelly cat, don't play with fire!
Just because I like you, do you dare to act recklessly like this?

This is an act of death!

Boom boom boom!
At this moment, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

"son."

Mother Lin Yushuang's voice came from outside the door.

"Mom, what's the matter?" Qin Junhao asked in response.

"Son, what do you want for breakfast tomorrow morning? Mom will make it for you." Lin Yushuang asked caringly.

From now on, the son is the most supreme baby in the family, although he was also a baby before.

But it's different now.

My son is so powerful that he earned more than 200 million RMB for his family before he knew it. If the subsequent "The Hobbit" is published and sold 100 million copies, he can earn about 300 million more.

Can such a little ancestor confess?

So from now on, Lin Yushuang decided to love her son even more.

And pampering your son starts with making breakfast!
Qin Junhao suspected that he had heard it wrong, and quickly asked, "Mom, what did you say?" '

"I'll make you breakfast, son, whatever you want to eat in the future, mother will make it for you." Lin Yushuang said with a smile.

"do not want!"

Qin Junhao immediately roared, and said, "Mom, you...you better not make breakfast?"

"Don't do it for lunch either!"

"Not even dinner! I'd better eat takeaway!"

When Qin Junhao heard his mother say to make breakfast, he was very desperate.

Mom doesn't have a clear understanding of her own cooking level at all.

Qin Junhao has eaten it once since he crossed over, and he doesn’t want to eat the food made by his mother anymore. The taste is really unique
So Qin Junhao then used a witty way to tell his mother not to work too hard, and just have a simpler breakfast.

So my mother prepared bread, milk and eggs for breakfast.

pity.

Bread is not what Qin Junhao likes to eat, and then my mother goes to the breakfast shop downstairs to buy breakfast every morning.

"Son, do you think mom's cooking is not delicious?" Lin Yushuang asked dejectedly.

"Yes."

Qin Junhao answered truthfully.

boom!
Lin Yushuang was suddenly struck by lightning.

The son can be sincere and honest.

"Okay then, son, what do you want to eat tomorrow morning, and mom will buy it for you?" Despite this, Lin Yushuang still loved her son very much.

"Two fresh meat buns, one fried dumpling, a cup of soy milk, and a cup of eight-treasure porridge."

"You can't eat too much fried dumplings."

"Humph."

Qin Junhao snorted softly.

"Okay, eat, mom wrote it down, two fresh meat buns, one fried dumpling, a cup of soy milk, a cup of eight-treasure porridge, that's it, son, go to bed early, good night."

Lin Yushuang muttered, and silently recited in her heart the breakfast her son would have tomorrow morning.

"Good night mom."

Qin Junhao lay down again, covering his head with a quilt.

When Qin Junhao was on the earth in his previous life, he had this habit of sleeping, warm.

"Meow~"

Xiao Hei is dishonest again.

When I was talking to my mother just now, Xiao Hei was very quiet, and now it started again?

"Xiao Hei, what exactly do you want to do?" Qin Junhao looked at Xiao Hei angrily and said, "It's getting late, go to bed quickly, I don't have the energy to play with you."

"Meow meow meow!"

Xiao Hei jumped over directly, and the whole cat body stepped on Qin Junhao's head.

"Little guy, if you don't fight for three days, you're running on my head?"

Qin Junhao was really furious.

When I first bought you, I looked cute and cute.

Good guy.

After taking this kitten home for a while, I realized that apart from being cute, this kitten is also a little cat.

Qin Junhao turned over and quickly picked up Xiao Hei: "Hehehe, you asked for it yourself."

(End of this chapter)