Can this be compared? Wang Er is speechless.

Anyway, if you can't tell the difference, it's better to code.

It was getting dark, and Wang Er ate a bowl of noodles and continued to write.

Wang Laoshi and his wife came back. Wang Er stood up, looked at their parents' worried look and said, "Dad, mom, come here, the royalties have been paid."

"Oh, how much?" Miao Xiaohua rushed into the room first.

Wang Er opened the bank's page: "Dad, mom, you see, it's more than 180,000 yuan, but it's not gone. This batch of books is sold out. If the next batch is issued, I will continue to get the royalties."

"So much?" Wang Laoshi said with wide eyes. Thinking about his noodle restaurant, he worked hard for a month and could only earn 4,000 yuan on average. The business is better this month. Well, he can earn about 5,000 or 6,000 yuan, and the couple are busy all the time.

Wang Er told Wang Jimin and others that I was fired last year, and then I wrote. Last spring was also last year, and last year in the fall last year. In fact, Wang Er actually wrote for only one hundred days. On average, he earned more than 2,000 yuan a day. In Wang Laoshi's eyes, it is no less than robbing a bank.

"Dad, didn't I say that once the entity is issued, the royalties will be more."

The number of publishing houses released this time is quite amazing. Wang Er estimated that it would not be released in a year. The problem is that he is still writing. As long as he continues to write, a new entity will be released.

"My monthly income will not be low in the future. It's really not possible. We can go back to our hometown."

"Hometown is a broken county town."

"Dad, I know that Xu City has many opportunities and better study conditions. The problem is that a person with billions of property, power and power, and may be very unwilling to watch him, and he will always face one or another trouble."

Wang Laoshi was still reluctant, for many reasons. He spent a lot of effort to transfer his son’s household registration to this end. His son’s schooling conditions would be better in Xu City. Xu City was prosperous and could broaden people’s horizons. If he stayed in the countryside of the original city, could his son still write those works that sold money?

Yuancheng is relatively backward and the public security is not very good. When he returns to Yuancheng, his business may not be able to get better. Could it be that from now on, the family will be supported by his thirteen-year-old son?

Li Laoshi is a nostalgic person who stays in the same place and is unwilling to leave. He has been in Xucheng for more than eight years and has met many people here. When he returned to Yuancheng, he did not return to Yuancheng, but to the county town. Where are there familiar people in the county town? His eyes are vast, everything has to start from scratch.

He couldn't say anything, so he ran to the door and smoked again.

My dad had some thoughts, and Wang Er could guess. He scratched his ears and his forehead, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Dad, mom, how much money do you have in your hands?"

"Not less than 30,000." Miao Xiaohua said.

"Dad, mom, when you don't have any customers tomorrow morning, go to the street to inquire, or go to the agency to ask how much is the surrounding similar storefronts?"

"The storefront is very expensive, what's the money in our family?"

"You ask first, the money is easy to deal with."

"Do you still have money?"

"It's not that there is still money, it doesn't matter if you ask."

The next day, Wang Er contacted Chen Duoduo: "Sister Chen, the third and fourth parts of the Wizard of Oz have been revised and passed on to you. I will go downstairs immediately and send it to you."

"So fast?"

"What's so good?"

"You're here."

Wang Er passed by: "Sister Chen, say two things."

"Tell me."

"The first thing I'm going to ask for this royalty fee soon."

"Wang Er, don't worry, the manuscript fee will not be delayed," Chen Duoduo replied immediately. It would be better for Wang Er to copy millions of manuscripts in one breath, and the magazine will save them so that it will be more at ease.

But Chen Duoduo quickly recalled: "Hey, Wang Er, why are you in a hurry to ask for the royalties?"

I can't explain this clearly, Wang Er replied rudely: "Sister Chen, there is no need to report to you."

That's certainly, but the next thing is to be reported to the magazine.

"Sister Chen, Wizard of Oz, I plan to write the fifth part, and it will be almost the same. After revising it, it will be stopped for a while. I will reprint "The Adventures of Pinocchio", which is the manuscript I showed you last time."

Chen Duoduo saw Wang Erma’s first chapter with his own eyes, and it seemed to be fun.

Fairy tale novels must be fun, otherwise the children will not be able to read them.

"That article seems to be good, how many words does it have?"

"It's about 100,000 words. After that article is finished, I won't write the Wizard of Oz, but I'm going to write a longer fairy tale. This is the inspiration I have created when my uncle in the country called me and said that my cousin didn't work hard to study."

"Envy and envy."

Chen Duoduo was really envious. Look, just by making a phone call, he was inspired by a super long fairy tale.

"Wang Er, what is it talking about?"

"The story of a young man riding a big goose traveling around may be very long, maybe it can reach more than 300,000 words."

This is agreed on the contract. If Wang Er is preparing to create a new long fairy tale, he must notify the magazine so that the layout can be arranged.

Actually, it is not. The Wizard of Oz continues to write. The magazine has no time to publish it. In order to cooperate with the magazine, the publisher cannot publish it in advance. In that way, Wang Er cannot get the royalties in advance. He does not mention that his family is waiting to use the money, and the system interest must be paid in time.

Chen Duoduo didn't know the inside story? After reading it, he felt mixed feelings. What is a genius? This is a genius. What is a mortal? He is a mortal. The difference between the two types of people is too big, and the difference will not work until age.

She wrote weakly: "Okay, Wang Er, the magazine manuscripts are enough now, you must pay attention to the quality."

"Sister Chen, plus these two Wizards of Oz, I have passed on you more than one million words. Is that work of the work poor quality?"

"Okay, as long as you can maintain quality, you can arrange it yourself."

In the afternoon, Wang Jimin had a talk with Wang Er in person.

"What is your third long fairy tale about?"

"Uncle Wang, wait a moment, I'll write an outline for you."

The land king Er has not bought it from the system for the time being because Wang Er, who delivered food, was a child. When his father was young, he deliberately bought this book for him. After reading several articles, he still had some impressions.

He coded out the approximate outline and sent it over.

Wang Jimin looked at the outline and couldn't see anything. He asked: "How is its quality compared to the Wizard of Oz?"

Wang Er thought to himself, I have passed the manuscript to you in the morning. It’s already afternoon now, why don’t you send me the manuscript fee? When you don’t have money, you can make a lot of money. When you ask for money, talk to me about the manuscript!

Unable to say this, Wang Er had to explain: "Uncle Wang, the two types are different, it's not a big metaphor. I deliberately focused on fun and made a world of Oz for it. The book focused more on knowledge... It's not clear now. It's a bit long. When I write it, I will write 10,000 or 20,000 words first, so you can have a sneak peek."

"Transformation?" Wang Jimin took a long time to type two words.

Don’t think that transformation is easy, but if you don’t make it well, you can’t get up.

"Uncle Wang, it's not a transformation, I have to say it's a transformation. The Harry Potter book I've shown you is a transformation work, but I won't start writing it until I'm sure I'm good at writing it. Besides, apart from some readers, I'm a little dissatisfied with my Western background setting, and no one else said anything. Why should I transform?"

"Yes," Wang Jimin thought again. It's not good. He just spoke up and said something like questioning.

He thought about it and said, "Last time I came back from your house, I went to the computer city to take a look. I accidentally saw two keyboards of good quality, saying they didn't hurt their hands, and I bought them. However, I forgot to bring them to the magazine. When it comes to the new book, I remembered it again, and I will arrange someone to send them to you tomorrow."

Chen Duoduo blinked his big eyes: "President Wang, did you really buy it?"

"Do you, a kid, have to be serious?"

"I understand, I understand."

"What do you know? This issue of "The King of Fairy Tales" has a circulation of nearly 600,000, and the number of orders next issue is more. It is almost supported by Wang Er alone. How many people in China can do it?"

Chen Duoduo suddenly became enlightened. He was a little lazy during this period. Not to mention anything else, at least his salary and bonus were closely related to Wang Er.

Wang Er is not that cute. He looks at the screen, keyboard, and wrist rest? I am not going to hold the keyboard, but money!

"Thank you, Uncle Wang."

"What are you thanking, Wang Er, there is another saying, I want to tell you that you can't stay at home all day to study or write, occasionally turn moderately, get up in the morning and run for a run, even if you run a few hundred meters, it will also help your body."
Chapter completed!