Chapter 155

The second day after Han Juyou's book was recommended, the revenue was lower than the first day, but the number of readers was still increasing, and the overall trend was still upward - the revenue was lower than the first day, in fact, it was because Liu Muye gave a gift of 100 yuan on the first day.

If only the reading revenue was counted, it actually increased.

Seeing this result, Han Juyou felt much more at ease, and she worked harder every day.

So, when she had no classes in the afternoon, she took Liu Muye to the library to sit and write.

While she was writing, Liu Muye was reading novels and playing games with his mobile phone, and occasionally looked up to see her working seriously.

Looking at Han Juyou now, Liu Muye thought of his past self.

At that time, he was also full of passion for writing books like Han Juyou now, and he could write 30,000 words a day at most.

But writing more words does not mean earning more. He wrote 200,000 words in his first novel, and the money he earned was not even enough for the website's minimum withdrawal standard - the website's minimum withdrawal fee standard is 100 yuan.

Liu Muye still remembers how much the manuscript fee for his book was - 32.54 yuan.

Thirty yuan of it was all given by his good friends.

After all, he had no one to teach him at the time and didn't know how to write a book. He just wanted to fulfill his childhood dream of becoming a writer because of his interest, so he didn't seem to care about money - and at that time he was interning in a company and had a stable source of income.

Later, after the internship, he left the company.

He didn't want to go back to his hometown, because he studied hard just to escape from that place, but in the big city, apart from dirty and tiring work, it seemed that he couldn't find any decent jobs that could make money.

Students majoring in Chinese, if they don't take the teaching qualification exam to become teachers, don't seem to have any good jobs that match their majors.

He was staying in a rented house and couldn't find a job, so he turned his attention back to writing books to make money.

Liu Muye himself had a solid foundation in Chinese, and later he took a deep look at the novel market at the time.

Soon, his second novel came out.

This time it was no longer a self-congratulatory work, but a commercial novel.

It is a novel about fantasy. To be honest, he doesn't like writing this kind of subject matter very much, but the book did bring him a lot of money - he made 150 yuan on the first day of the first launch, and he made more than 20,000 yuan in total after three months of serialization.

It was also from that book that he officially embarked on the road to becoming a professional author.

But the book started high and ended low, and stepped on the minefield, which was criticized by readers. Later, the data was cold, and it ended badly.

Moreover, since then, he seemed to be cursed. No matter what book he wrote, it was inexplicably high and ended low, and finally died violently.

The authors who copied his settings became popular, but he was just a loser who barely made a living with the royalties.

Sometimes he always thought in the middle of the night whether he was also an unlucky supporting role in a certain author's writing, and the setting was that he would never become a protagonist experience pack of a "great writer".

He couldn't make it in the male frequency, so he switched to the female frequency, but he was still a loser.

After so many failures, he got used to it.

He started to be a jerk, writing bad books to earn some full attendance, and was in a daze every day.

Later, he almost forgot why he chose to become a professional author.

It's quite funny to say that he forgot his original intention and lost his dream, but the money he got was not even enough for him to live a hard life in a shared apartment in a big city.

So, he completely gave up this way out and even began to hate writing.

But now it seems not so annoying.

At least, he is willing to record every bit of his life with Han Juyou.

His appearance gave Han Juyou the courage to write.

Han Juyou's love for writing also rekindled his passion for writing.

"What are you thinking about? Why don't you pay attention to me!" Han Juyou gently kicked Liu Muye with his toes.

"Ah?" Liu Muye suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Han Juyou, "I, uh, I... am thinking about something important."

"What important thing?"

"I... want to write a novel, too."

"Write a novel?"

"Yeah."

Liu Muye nodded, "I want to write a novel about us."

"About us?" Han Juyou listened to Liu Muye's words and instantly became interested. She held her chin with her hand and asked, "How do you want to write it?"

"Just start from... our meeting."

"Then let's compete to see whose book is more popular."

"No." Liu Muye shook his head and said, "I don't plan to publish this book online."

Han Juyou asked in confusion: "Then... why do you write it?"

"Do you need a reason to like writing?" Liu Muye smiled.

"It seems unnecessary."

"I only write this story for you!"

"Okay." Han Juyou pursed her lips and smiled very happily. She said, "Then you are my great writer!"

Listening to Han Juyou's words, Liu Muye was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Han Juyou to say that, so he was very surprised.

After a few seconds of stunned, he laughed and said, "Hahaha, I didn't expect that one day I would be called a great writer."

Han Juyou said to Liu Muye, "Do you know why I want you to stay by my side every time I write a novel?"

Liu Muye asked back, "Why?"

Han Juyou replied, "Because you are the hero in my book!"

"What kind of cheesy love talk is this?"

"Get lost, I'm so... so affectionate confession, and you actually call it cheesy love talk!"

Han Juyou said, and kicked Liu Muye's calf with the inside of his calf.

Liu Muye laughed and let Han Juyou kick him, it didn't hurt anyway.

"Okay, write your novel!"

"I can't write anymore."

"What, are you stuck?"

"Yeah, a little bit."

Han Juyou supported his chin with both hands, looked at Liu Muye and said, "Hurry up and find some inspiration for me."

"Where have you written, let me see?"

Liu Muye said, and sat down next to Han Juyou.

Han Juyou turned the computer towards Liu Muye, pointed at the content on the screen and said: "The recent plot is too bland, there are no ups and downs, I feel like I can't keep up with the traffic."

"That's easy, arrange a cannon fodder to do something."

"The plot is too old-fashioned."

Liu Muye touched his chin, thought for a while and said: "Then you can send some knives and stab the readers hard."

Han Juyou curled his lips and said: "Readers will send knives to you if you do this!"

"Then let me think..."

Liu Muye reads the chapters updated by Han Juyou every day, so he knows the general direction of her plot.

After thinking for a while, Liu Muye said: "You haven't shown the business acumen of the male protagonist yet, you can do this..."

Liu Muye leaned close to Han Juyou's ear and talked to her about the plot.

Han Juyou's eyes lit up instantly after hearing this: "Hey, this plot is good, okay, let's do as you say!"

Han Juyou raised his hand and patted Liu Muye's head like he was patting a dog: "Ye Ye, you're awesome!"

Liu Muye nodded confidently: "Of course, I'm an old bookworm... Wait, why do you sound like you're training a dog?"

"No, you're overthinking it."

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