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

"Interesting?" Li Xingping was somewhat stunned. "But what does 'interesting' mean?"

"That's what aesthetics are all about. At least you have to find it interesting yourself," Lu Ran shrugged.

Lu Ran didn't have time to write scripts for them...

We're not that close.

Pointing out the problem is already more than enough.

Xia Liang seemed to have realized something.

The two girls whispered to each other, seemingly having found an inspiration, and began to doodle and draw on the paper...

Lu Ran sat down idly.

I opened my phone and scrolled through the comments section of "White Night".

Don't be fooled by how popular "White Night Walk" is; it's become so popular that it's even gone beyond its original niche.

However, the online criticism was equally overwhelming.

Some say this is trivial reasoning, and the murderer can be guessed at a glance;

Some people are criticizing the male lead for being a simp and giving away the girl, which is really annoying;

There are even organized groups of haters flooding the comments section with negative reviews...

What's heartwarming is that I also have true fans.

For example, Qianqian, the Golden Alliance Leader, called on readers to fight against anti-fans and was able to lead a fan group of several thousand people, which shows her skill and organizational ability.

They supported themselves behind the scenes, organizing various book fan giveaways to boost team cohesion...

Lu Ran was deeply moved and expressed his gratitude in the alliance leader group.

Rainy Night: Thank you everyone, thank you Qianqian.

One stone caused a thousand waves!

The alliance leaders chimed in, asking all sorts of questions, with the most frequent questions being about the new book.

Unable to refuse such kind invitations, Lu Ran said that his new book would be released next month, and it would be a martial arts web novel.

Wuxia?!

The alliance leaders were shocked and excited, and spread the news far and wide.

Lu Ran received dozens of friend requests as soon as he appeared; he didn't want to add them, as it was too troublesome, but when he saw Qianqian's friend request, he still clicked "accept".

This is the Gold Alliance.

A generous benefactor who casually spends 100,000 yuan.

Looking at the profile card, it seems she's a female reader?

Lu Ran didn't pay much attention; these days, genders are all filled in randomly online.

He casually answered a few of Qianqian's questions, all of which were about the foreshadowing in "White Night".

Qianqian was curious about his age, so Lu Ran lied and said he was a forty-year-old man.

During lunch break, the activity room was quiet and cool, with everyone busy with their own things.

Suddenly, Di Lingyan, who had been quiet to the side, walked up to Lu Ran.

"Here, I've finished watching."

"...Hmm?" Lu Ran looked up at her.

Di Lingyan's chest heaved slightly as he stood with his hands on his hips and chin held high: "Well written, it has some resemblance to 'Life is Bitter,' keep up the good work."

"Uh, thank you." Lu Ran smiled and brushed it off.

He then put three chairs together, lay down and took a nap, while the three girls were busy with the layout of the magazine.

Before I knew it, lunch break was over.

Melodious songs drifted over the campus loudspeakers.

A warm breeze, carrying sunshine and fragrance, caressed my face, and my lips felt a little cool.

Lu Ran opened his eyes comfortably and found three girls surrounding him, each with a different expression.

"...What's wrong?" Lu Ran hurriedly got up.

"Drool." Xia Liang forced a smile.

While Lu Ran was wiping his mouth, Li Xingping pointed to the layout of the magazine on the screen, "This is roughly what the magazine looks like this week. Foreword, news and current events, arts and culture section, knowledge column, comics column, poetry column, and finally, the serialized novel."

"It's all arranged so quickly?" Lu Ran asked in surprise.

"Nonsense," Di Lingyan rolled her eyes, "Everyone's as lazy as you."

Hey girl, you seem to have a lot of prejudice against me...

"Everyone has their own role to play," Li Xingping said with a sweet smile.

Xia Liang counted on her fingers: "Now all that's left is to finish my comic before I can finalize it and send it to print."

"Is it too late?" Lu Ran asked.

"There's still time. What I'm worried about now is... whether sales can recoup costs," Xia Liang said with a worried expression. "After all, it's been suspended for so long."

Her concerns were not unfounded.

The previous "Huaizhong Pictorial" was able to go beyond the school's scope and become a huge hit in Huaicheng.

It was Zuo Hanzhi's poetry that gained popularity, coupled with Zhao Yishuang's novel that boosted sales.

This time, however, the publication is relaunched without these two pillars...

"Don't worry, good wine needs no bush," Lu Ran said confidently.

If the quality is good, you won't have to worry about sales.

……

A week flies by, and it's Friday again, the most enjoyable Friday ever.

Lu Ran behaved like a good student this week.

I listen attentively in class, play ball after class, and go to bed at one or two in the morning, so I'm not sleepy in class the next day.

There's no other reason.

Because the contract for "Journey Under the Midnight Sun" has been officially signed with the publisher!

The first print run was 100,000 copies, and pre-launch promotions were underway. I could often hear classmates discussing "Journey Under the Midnight Sun".

The 300,000 yuan advance will be deposited into Tian Luojiao's account on Friday.

Teacher Xiaotian told Lu Ran that she would forward it to him immediately, showing herself to be a selfless and thoughtful older sister.

It is worth mentioning that.

The online submission period for the three-line love letter competition has ended after a month-long period. Following the preliminary rounds and eliminations, the final round is about to begin.

Lu Ran glanced at the list and saw that all three of his poems had been selected.

I don't know if Zhou Jiahao was selected, but Hao-ge has been very low-key this week and hasn't bothered him again.

The literary society over here.

Xia Liang and Li Xingping's collaborative short comic strip is complete.

Although Lu Ran hasn't read it yet.

However, the new issue of "Huaizhong Pictorial" was finally finalized and submitted to the instructor Zheng Qianyun for review.

It has been sent to the printing plant for printing and will be available next week.

Sales after the resumption of publication are very important; if the number of copies sold is less than a thousand, there may not be a next issue.

So Xia Liang, Li Xingping, and Di Lingyan would spend all their time in the activity room as soon as get out of class was over.

We reviewed it repeatedly, striving for perfection in every detail.

……

Friday afternoon, self-study period.

With the weekend approaching, everyone was restless, and the classroom was noisy.

Lu Ran fiddled with his phone, waiting for that heavenly sound.

For male high school students, having 300,000 yuan in hand is like a dream.

"Ding~"

Upon hearing the news, Lu Ran was startled and opened the group chat to find it was the literature club's group.

Liangran Literature Club (4)

Aquarius: "Yay! Yay!"

Aquarius: "The manuscript has been submitted and sent to print!"

Lingyan: "Thank you everyone for your hard work~"

Summer Cool: [Red Envelope]

Lu Ran casually grabbed the money, 28.8 yuan, and happily deposited it into his account.

I sent a "Thank you, boss" emoji.

Xia Liang: "No matter what the outcome is, thank you all for your hard work."

Xia Liang: "Let's have dinner together tonight!"

Make it so tragic...

Lu Ran thought to himself, with a masterpiece like "To Live" as the grand finale, surely it's possible that not even a thousand copies can be sold?

While I was pondering this.

"Ding~"

Lu Ran was startled and looked closely, only to find that it was Qianqian, whom he had been chatting with on and off for the past few days.

Why did she message me?

Qianqian: "Are you free tonight?"

Qianqian: "Which district of Huaicheng are you in? I'll drive over and pick you up so we can have a meal and chat."

It's quite a coincidence that Qianqian is also from Huaicheng. The two of them found their views on literature to be very compatible and compatible.

Lu Ran was naturally very interested in rich women.

But he said he was forty years old in order to show off. Wouldn't he be exposed if they met in person?

I had to politely decline, as I have another banquet tonight.

Qianqian was quite disappointed and said she would make another appointment when you had time.

Lu Ran readily agreed, saying he would definitely do it next time.

"Ding~"

This time, Lu Ran suppressed his impulses and calmed down.

After confirming that it wasn't someone who sent the message.

I just opened the text message—

[Dear customer, your account ending in 8388 has received a deposit of RMB 300,000.00, and your current balance is RMB 300,233.00.]

"Hiss~"

Lu Ran took a deep breath and comfortably slumped back in his seat.

My first time publishing an online novel, my first time going on sale, my first time achieving over 10,000, 100,000, and 200,000 average daily subscriptions, my first time receiving Gold Alliance and 100 Alliance members, my first time becoming a Hall of Fame author, my first time selling a film/television adaptation, my first time publishing a physical book, my first time receiving 300,000 RMB in royalties...

The journey has been anything but tumultuous; it has been a natural progression.

He looked out the glass window at the setting sun, how beautiful it was.