It was just a love letter; I'm really no great writer!

School's out.

The school gate was packed with people.

Huaicheng No.1 Middle School has a really relaxed management system; day students can attend evening self-study sessions on their own initiative.

Except for those who live too far away, they all commute to school.

There are usually forty or fifty day students in a class.

Students have a very rich and varied extracurricular life, some playing sports, some pursuing art, some tinkering with handicrafts...

However, none of this affects the average income of 985211 in Huaizhong.

On the green football field, twenty-two burly men sweat profusely and are full of passion as they circulate around a ball.

"The World Cup is coming soon..." Lu Ran murmured.

He does know who will win, but this is a parallel world, and things may not go according to the script.

Lu Ran strolled around, passing by the badminton court.

"Huh?" He was surprised to see Zhao Yishuang.

The girl, carrying her racket, deftly swung the white feathers, sending them soaring over the net.

She wore a white t-shirt with red stripes and navy blue school uniform trousers, her figure slender and graceful.

Her long, soft hair was tied up, with even her bangs swept back, revealing her smooth forehead. Her oval face was delicate and beautiful, as flawless as ever.

"kill!"

Zhao Yishuang's opponent was a short-haired girl with long, agile legs under her athletic shorts, and a fierce, ruthless gait.

Crack!

Snapped!

The two fought back and forth, a truly spectacular sight.

Before they knew it, a lot of classmates had gathered around to watch.

Lu Ran stood outside the crowd and watched for half a minute.

He thought that since he had the memories of the next ten years or so in his dream, his heart was already at peace.

But seeing Zhao Yishuang again, he felt like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy who had never been in a relationship, his heart pounding rapidly, thump, thump...

On the horizon, fiery clouds burned fiercely.

Turning around, I saw a group of boys watching intently.

"Ah, youth." Lu Ran chuckled and turned to leave.

The turmoil in my heart subsided and I calmed down.

Because he had a very long dream, he was fortunate enough to possess both youth and the feeling of youth.

……

Back to Century Community.

Lu Ran put down his empty backpack, plugged in his phone to charge, and logged into the author backend on his computer.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

No matter how many times I watch it, I never get tired of it.

This was done in conjunction with the overall promotion of the website.

The average number of subscriptions for "White Night" was set at 19388, and it was heading straight for 200,000.

Going from zero to one hundred thousand is a historic breakthrough.

The increase from 100,000 to 200,000 was a boost to the entire online literature industry.

The editor, eager to contribute, sent his congratulations.

"Rainy Night Giant, you're going to reach 200,000 subscriptions tonight!"

"After so many years of development in the cracks, this is the first time that an online novel has broken through 100,000 subscriptions, let alone 200,000. This is completely beyond the industry's understanding..."

Lu Ran was equally sighing.

He has been reading online novels since he was a child.

I do know that the online literature world has produced many masterpieces.

Unfortunately, pure literature is overshadowed and it has never been able to turn the tide.

The publication of "White Night Walk" marks the beginning of a new era for online literature.

Lu Ran pondered for a moment, then typed:

"I'd like to ask if it's possible to amend my contract with the website for the next book?"

They understood perfectly when they were digging for gold.

"sure!

"The leadership has given instructions; they've decided to offer you an unprecedented, exclusive contract!"

Lu Ran wasn't surprised: "How big?"

Tao Jin explained, "Here's how it works: our website's top-tier contracts offer a 60/40 split, plus full site-wide resource support; the platinum contracts offer a 70/30 split, with priority repurchase of copyrights..."

"But for you, we can provide 91, full-channel S promotion and IP development."

Lu Ran was taken aback; this Yue0 Group was quite shrewd.

"So, will the profits from 'Journey Under the Midnight Sun' still be split 50/50?"

He pulled out a blonde hairpin and made a facepalm emoji.

"I'm sorry, sister, the exclusive contract hasn't been signed yet. It will only take effect from your next book..."

"Therefore, the profit sharing of 'White Night' will still be split 50/50 as per the original contract."

"As compensation, we will buy out the film and television adaptation of 'White Night' at a price 20% higher than the market price."

Lu Ran was slightly disappointed: "How much adaptation fee will I get?"

Tao Jin replied cautiously:

"The group will pay seven million to buy out the shares, and you will receive 85%, which is approximately four million nine hundred and ninety-eight thousand after tax."

"Do you think this plan is acceptable?"

"Uh... okay, I guess."

"Then take your time to consider it. The detailed contract has been sent to your account. Please feel free to contact me if you need anything."

After ending the conversation, Lu Ran excitedly did a somersault on the bed.

How many?

Five million!

A one-time buyout of the adaptation rights, five million!

Of course, once Yue0 invests in a movie and it's released, the billions of dollars in box office revenue are none of his concern.

Lu Ran was not greedy.

His savings have never even exceeded three digits.

Five million is a fair price, and I'm quite satisfied with it.

Furthermore, even if we take a share of the net box office revenue, which is about 2%, the movie would need to gross at least 300 million. These days, it's not easy for a movie to gross 300 million.

However, depending on the progress of the film and television adaptation, the adaptation fee will be paid in installments. A 30% deposit will be paid when signing the contract, another 50% will be paid when filming begins, and the final payment will be made after filming is completed.

But once the contract is signed, the money is gone...

"I've won! I've won!" Lu Ran exclaimed excitedly.

His book was a historic breakthrough, with only over 500,000 subscriptions, but the copyright sales increased tenfold!

No wonder writers in this world prefer to write serious literature.

After all, these days, if a work of pure literature is well-written, it has a very high probability of being adapted into a film or television series.

Writing online novels yields neither academic success nor copyright protection.

The success of "White Night" in terms of both subscriptions and copyright is truly exceptional.

I myself have simply benefited from the dividends of the times.

It took Lu Ran a long time to calm down. He paced back and forth in the room before finally deciding to sign an exclusive contract with Yue0 Group.

According to Taojin, it is nominally still platinum.

Lu Ran typed: "Me, an author with 200,000 subscribers, am I platinum just like those with 10,000 subscribers?"

mad!

They certainly have the right to be arrogant.

He was sweating profusely while digging for gold, so he immediately reported to his superiors and then told Lu Ran about it when he returned.

"Please rest assured, we have already set up a special Hall of Fame ranking list, and you are currently the only Hall of Fame author."

Lu Ran was finally satisfied.

It's still the online novels that are flashy and sophisticated, with terms like "master" and "platinum" authors, exuding a high-class vibe.

In the realm of fine literature, it's basically a hierarchy based on seniority. Jia Tu is the chairman of the Writers Association, a top-tier writer, followed by first-rate writers, second-rate writers, third-rate writers, and so on...

You think third-rate doesn't sound very good?

But their status, income, and commercial value easily surpass those of top-tier online writers. They are nowhere near the literary world's recognition.

This is the current state of the world.

……

dong dong dong.

A knock came at the door.

Lu Ran lay on the cool mat, looking smugly at his title, which had now become a Hall of Fame; the comment section was flooded with "Hall of Fame is awesome!", making everyone feel like they were floating on air.

Who is it?

"It's me!"

Tian Luojiao opened the door and rushed in, her petite figure flushed and a bead of sweat on her nose. Her white shirt was soaked, likely from strenuous exercise.

"Teacher Tian, ​​what's wrong?" Lu Ran silently pulled up the small blanket.

It wasn't that he wasn't wearing clothes, but rather that Mr. Oda's eyes were burning with desire.

"Royalties! The royalties are settled!" Tian Luo exclaimed breathlessly, shaking Lu Ran's shoulders with barely concealed excitement. "Guess how much the royalties will be?"

"……How many?"

Lu Ran was also very curious. It would be quite impressive for a new author's novel to sell 10,000 copies. The publisher's estimated royalties would be only tens of thousands of yuan.

"Thirty! Thirty!" Tian Luojiao shook her head, her voice so shrill it was almost distorted, as if she were practically straddling Lu Ran, "A whole three hundred thousand!!!"

"Oh," Lu Ran said, suddenly realizing.

I almost forgot that "White Night" has become a viral sensation online, with an average order of 200,000 and a total royalties of 300,000 for the first print run, which isn't unreasonable.

In addition, he had just experienced the shock of the adaptation fee, so he was able to accept it calmly and not lose his composure.

But Tian Luojiao was unaware of this.

She didn't even know that Lu Ranchun's subscription fee was 500,000 yuan, but she vaguely felt that he must have made a lot of money since he was so popular.

But how much exactly, several thousand or tens of thousands?

She didn't even have a concept of royalties when it came to discussing them.

She was stunned when the other party said they would print 100,000 copies in the first run, pay 150,000 in advance, and have a total royalty of 300,000.

According to the publisher, the overseas (Japan) publishing prospects are better than the domestic market, and if this first printing sells well, they will need to reprint it...

With these sales figures and this level of appeal, Lu Ran will directly join the ranks of third-rate writers in the literary world!

They even plan to go to sea!

Confused and bewildered, Tian Luojiao stumbled home in her high heels to share the good news, not daring to stop for a moment.

Everyone had imagined a dramatic scene, but Lu Ran just had this indifferent, dead fish-like look in his eyes...

She angrily grabbed him: "Yes! Thirty thousand!

"Okay, okay... I'm so frustrated!"