In the bedroom, Jiang Zhenguo and Tang Xiaojing looked at each other, and fell into deep thought for a moment, digesting the explosion information provided by each other.

When Jiang Miao reads novels, his parents know this.

After all, Tang Xiaojing himself reads novels, so there is no restriction on Jiang Miao in this regard.

But writing novels?

Tang Xiaojing was a little confused and didn't turn around for a moment.

What novel did you write?

As for Jiang Zhenguo, he was even more surprised. When he thought of the name of the novel written by his son, he suddenly realized it and asked: "You said he was in love, isn't his girlfriend so bad?"

Tang Xiaojing: "???"

"What's the bad guy?"

"Just that English word, one u and one p." Jiang Zhenguo reminded, "I checked it online and said that it was the kind of person who posted videos on the video website."

"What do you care about?" Tang Xiaojing didn't know what this guy was saying, "His girlfriend is his senior sister, from the same school."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Zhenguo was surprised and thought to himself that his son still liked this tone, "Are older than him?"

"I guess it's only one year older, it's almost the same."

"That's not good either. It's not good to be old."

"What?" Tang Xiaojing couldn't hear this and turned her head to question, "Do you still have age discrimination?"

"Tsk, don't always put my hat on me." Jiang Zhenguo waved his hand and changed the topic, "Let's just slow down and then explain it clearly."

"Then you tell me first, what's wrong with the master? It has something to do with the novel?" Tang Xiaojing asked while patting the mask.

"Here, just this one, look at it." Jiang Zhenguo handed over his phone, and the screen was the Qidian Reading APP and the homepage of Jiang Miao's novel.

Tang Xiaojing leaned over with curious look and read it straight: "My girlfriend is a million fans?"

"You saw this thing?" Jiang Zhenguo pointed to the words "up" above and said, "Your son wrote it in a very good manner. It turns out that he has experience in dating."

"It's true." Tang Xiaojing was a little unbelievable. She took her phone and flipped it up and down, and shouted, "It's all 800,000 words?"

"Look at it, isn't it so good?" Jiang Zhenguo pointed to the 800,000-word mark. "It's a question whether he doesn't do his job properly in school and writes such things all day long. Has he written 800,000 words in more than ten years in school?"

"You said this." Tang Xiaojing glanced at him, "Just just write novels. Can you stop him with personal hobbies? And I think it's good not to write this?"

When he clicked into the comment area, Tang Xiaojing glanced at it. Most of the comments were praised, and it seemed quite popular.

"What does it mean to write well?" Jiang Zhenguo was anxious and quickly turned on the reading button. He turned to the second chapter and pointed to a certain paragraph and asked, "Do you think this is good?"

[In the bathroom, Jiang Qiuyi walked to the balcony with a bunch of clothes. His face was blushing, and his eyes were secretly glanced at an object with four corners, full of curiosity and shyness.]

After reading this passage, Tang Xiaojing's cheeks suddenly turned a little red.

He is an adult and has a son, so Tang Xiaojing is naturally more resistant to this description.

If she saw this kind of content normally, she would just smile at most.

But when she thought that this thing was written by her son, she felt something was wrong.

Thinking about it again, there were thousands of people who had read the content written by his son, and Tang Xiaojing couldn't bear it at once.

"It's not stopping." Jiang Zhenguo didn't let her go, and continued to flip down, "Look at you."

[When Jiang Qiu was typing before, a touch of fair skin appeared under the clothes, full of girlish elasticity. Chen Wen's hand was placed on Jiang Qiuyi's waist. If there was no reaction, I would be sorry for the male compatriots.]

Tang Xiaojing: “…”

"There is still there later." Jiang Zhenguo continued to turn around.

But Tang Xiaojing next to him could no longer bear it, so he quickly pressed the exit button, and the interface returned to the novel introduction page: "Don't turn it around."

"What's wrong? It's good to not talk about writing now?" Jiang Zhenguo curled his lips.

"What's wrong?" Tang Xiaojing said stubbornly, "You haven't read a lot of this. If you can continue reading it, then it's good to write it?"

After being told by his wife, Jiang Zhenguo suddenly felt guilty: "I have only read a few chapters, mainly because I have to understand what this kid is writing."

"The female novels I read are much more exaggerated than this, you are just pedantic." Tang Xiaojing laughed, "What's wrong with the content of the young love that he wrote about?"

"Don't this affects learning?" Jiang Zhenguo frowned, still a little worried. "He has only been writing more than 800,000 words in just a few months, and his mind is about to be written. How can he still have the energy to study?"

"You don't understand." Tang Xiaojing looked like a person who had experienced it. "This kind of online novel can be written very quickly, and some authors can write tens of thousands of words a day."

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Zhenguo heard the toothache. "He is delayed by such things now and cannot study hard. How can he find a job in the future?"

"You said it as if he would have studied well if he didn't write this thing. Writing novels is better than playing games, right?" Tang Xiaojing felt that Jiang Zhenguo was a bit of a big deal, "And he still has money to get it?"

"How much money can this be?" Jiang Zhenguo sneered.

He has always read free versions of novels online, and he never thought that this thing could make money.

But Tang Xiaojing is a senior female reader. She has a better understanding of this aspect. Click on the novel directory and flips down, and then finds the paid chapter on the shelves marked "lock".

I exited the catalog and looked at the data of this book, clicked into the wall of honor and took a few glances, and even found a fine badge.

Although she has never used the Qidian Reading APP, her female novels have similar records.

"You wait."

Tang Xiaojing raised her eyebrows, thinking that things were not simple, so she took out her cell phone and searched for a question on Zhihu.

[Q: What is the monthly income level of books that get high-quality badges at Qidian?]

Without waiting for someone to answer, there will be similar questions in Zhihu. After Tang Xiaojing clicked in, he saw a lot of answers, and the contents were almost the same.

[Answer: The conditions for obtaining the fine badge of Kaidian are that the order is 3,000 per order, which means that an average of 3,000 readers have read the entire book.]

[Suppose the author has a guaranteed update of 4,000 words every day, and the subscription fee is 2 cents, and 3,000 readers will be 600 yuan. After sharing the profit from the website, the author can get 300 yuan.]

[The daily income is 300 yuan, and the monthly income is 9,000 yuan. This is just a pure manuscript fee, not including full attendance awards, readers' rewards, and settlement manuscript fees from other channels.]

[So under normal circumstances, a high-quality book ensures the number of updates, the plot does not collapse, and the monthly income is basically above 10,000 yuan.]

Jiang Zhenguo widened his eyes and looked at the answers, rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was dazzled.

"Monthly income exceeds 10,000?" Jiang Zhenguo took a breath, "Is it true or false? So many people read this thing he wrote?"

"If you are really sure that this novel was written by him, you can basically confirm it." Tang Xiaojing also felt a little moved for a moment. Unexpectedly, the brat at home was secretly making a lot of money on their backs.

"I only collected 12,000 yuan in rent. Could this kid earn more than I did?" Jiang Zhenguo smashed his mouth, and was a little unbelievable, muttering, "This kid still gets 2,000 yuan in living expenses from me every month. If I had known it, I wouldn't give it."

Tang Xiaojing was too lazy to pay attention to him, so she downloaded a Qidian Reading APP herself. After registering a new user, she found Jiang Miao's book and looked at the introduction page more carefully.

Book title: "My girlfriend is a million fans up host"

Pseudonym: Peach Sauce

Tang Xiaojing: “…”

I didn't notice it before, why is this kid's pseudonym so strange?

Didn't you see him like peach sauce?

It's really strange.

"Hey wait." Jiang Zhenguo next to him reacted and asked quickly, "You haven't told him about his girlfriend's situation yet. Where are you from? Did he tell you?"

"He hasn't had a showdown with me yet, don't let me say anything." Tang Xiaojing first reminded me, and then whispered, "I'm going to my mother's house today and saw him holding and kissing a girl in the alley."

Jiang Zhenguo: "?!"

So exciting?

The brat is so cool.

"You tell me in detail." Jiang Zhenguo urged.

"How do you say this in detail?" Tang Xiaojing glared at him and almost glared at the mask. "Anyway, it was just two people holding each other and kissing each other. I realized it was his senior sister when I heard them talking."

"Then what?"

Jiang Zhenguo was attracted by interest and asked again.

"Then guess what?" Tang Xiaojing also felt quite interesting and smiled, "That girl came to our place to chant Buddha's name with her grandmother. Her grandmother probably doesn't know about this."

"So they wanted to hide it, but they couldn't help but run to the alley for a tryst. You caught me?" Jiang Zhenguo concluded.

"I didn't catch them, just peeked for a while, and that brat didn't know. I got it." Tang Xiaojing sneered, "Later, after dinner, he said he went to the supermarket, but after going there for more than an hour, he probably went to find that girl again."

"So his girlfriend is from Hengtang Village, too?"

"Yes, it seems to live in the northeast corner. I have never seen it before. It looks very beautiful."

"Are you still from the same school as Jiang Miao, the senior sister of the Finance Institute?"

"It should be, everyone is called senior."

"What should I do now?" Jiang Zhenguo touched his chin and frowned and thought hard.

"What else can I do? Let it go." Tang Xiaojing shook her head, "It's all college students, so what should I care about?"

"Then am I worried?" Jiang Zhenguo was still worried. "You said this is in love and writing novels, so how can you still have the heart to study?"

"What do you want to do? Tell him not to fall in love, don't write novels, and then have a fight. Then, you can talk about love, write novels, and you won't study hard in the end." Tang Xiaojing curled her lips, "You will be happy in this way, right?"
To be continued...