Early morning on the 3rd.

Zhao Rongjun was lying on Li Luo's bed, sleeping soundly, when he vaguely felt the bed move.

He reluctantly opened his eyes, looked to the side, and saw that Li Luo had already gotten up and was getting dressed.

Look at the clock on the wall again, it's half past five.

"No... why are you getting up so early in the morning?" Zhao Rongjun rubbed his eyes, thinking he had made a mistake, "Why don't you get some more sleep?"

"I'm going for a morning jog." Li Luo put on his clothes and grinned at Zhao Rongjun, "We must develop good exercise habits from an early age so that when we get older, we can keep our physical fitness from declining."

"Then you don't have to get up so early during the New Year's Day holiday, right?" Zhao Rongjun covered his head. When Li Luo stimulated him, he wanted to get up and follow him, but his body and brain did not allow him to do so, and he pushed him back down.

On the bed.

"Do you want to come together?"

"Forget it..." Zhao Rongjun covered his head with a quilt, simply out of sight and out of mind.

"Then what do you want for breakfast?" Li Luo asked, "I'll buy it with Yan Zhusheng later."

"Yan Zhusheng?" Zhao Rongjun immediately grasped the key point, "Is she going too?"

"Didn't you hear?" Li Luo was stunned for a moment, "She was the one who came into the room to wake me up just now."

Zhao Rongjun: "...ah?"

Just when he was about to complain, the bathroom door was pushed open, and Yan Zhusheng's head poked out, making Zhao Rongjun tremble.

"What the hell?"

"Li Luo, are you okay?" Yan Zhusheng asked Li Luo with a toothbrush in his mouth and tilted his head.

"Okay, okay, let me brush my teeth later." Li Luo pushed Yan Zhusheng into the bathroom and waved to Zhao Rongjun on the bed, "You can continue to sleep and don't worry about us."

Zhao Rongjun looked at Li Luo with a resentful look as he walked into the bathroom and closed the door. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

How can I sleep on this horse?

But Li Luo can't control that much.

After entering the bathroom and washing up briefly, he took Yan Zhusheng out of the bedroom and put on the pair of sneakers that Yan Zhusheng had given him before at the door.

The two of them went downstairs together and jogged around the community for half an hour, and then strolled slowly to the breakfast shop at the entrance of the community.

After having a simple breakfast and buying some for the four people upstairs, they went home together again.

"You go and wake the three of them up for breakfast." Li Luo said, "I'll go and call Zhao Rongjun."

It's already half past six in the morning.

If you didn't stay up late last night, it would be almost time to wake up at this point.

The two woke up the other four, and after breakfast, Ying Chanxi sent Qiao Xinyan away.

Zhao Rongjun also said goodbye and left, going back to his grandfather's house.

On the contrary, Yan Zhusheng has no intention of leaving. After all, Yuan Wanqing has been very busy recently and will not go home at all. Even if Yan Zhusheng goes home, there is no one else at home, so he might as well stay with Li Luo.

So the cooking aunt received another call, saying that there was no need to cook today.

After the cooking aunt hung up the phone, she felt that she had theoretically lost her job, but in fact, she was occasionally called to cook a meal, and she was completely in a Schrödinger state of unemployment.

However, Yan Zhusheng originally wanted to take Li Luo to the piano room to continue learning.

But after Ying Chanxi learned that these two people had gone out for a morning jog early in the morning, he immediately pulled them to sit at the desk in the living room, and the four of them reviewed their homework together.

It just so happened that Ying Chanxi had won a complete set of May 3 exercise books before, and now he took them out, just in time to relieve everyone's fatigue.

When it was almost noon, the three girls went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. Li Luo strolled back to the bedroom, got on the computer and took a look at the writer's backstage.

Today is the day when last month's royalties were released. Li Luo clicked on the royalties column in the backend and saw the total royalties for December.

——45972.83

The manuscript fee is more than 40,000 yuan.

This is just the fee income from more than 8,000 subscriptions in December.

Li Luo not only quickly exceeded 10,000 subscriptions in January, but also had 100,000 words updated on the first day of the month.

In addition, the current huge traffic has not been fully digested, and average bookings are still rising.

Judging from this trend, the main site's manuscript fees in January are likely to exceed the 100,000 mark.

And this is just the royalties from the main website... You know, at the beginning of this month, Li Luo's "I'm Really Not a Celebrity" was simultaneously listed on all major distribution websites.

If the channel sells well, the income may be much more than the main website's royalties.

I have to say that although online writing is not on the market most of the time, but it really depends on the earning power, sometimes it is not too bad.

Although Li Luo's income can only be said to be shabby among many reborn people, for him currently, this income is already very high.

It's already so high that if my parents knew about it, they would probably be frightened.

Regarding the royalties, Li Luo had no intention of keeping it secret. After the final exam, he would have to disclose the situation to his parents.

This will prevent them both from having more and more royalties in the future, which will be difficult for them to digest.

Moreover, if you really save enough money and want to buy a few storefronts near the subway entrance, you still have to rely on your parents to come forward.

As soon as he was underage, he couldn't even sign a house purchase contract.

Thinking of this, Li Luo also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his life in this life was flat and comfortable enough.

He doesn't have much lofty ambitions, it's enough to be able to live his own small life safely and comfortably.

Now it seems that it is very easy to achieve this goal.

And just when he was feeling this, QQ in the lower right corner of the computer suddenly flashed.

It's a message from the editor.

[Qianzhou]: I have good news and bad news here. Which one do you want to hear first?

With his current results, what bad news can there be?

Li Luo thought so and typed a reply.

[Reignited]: What’s the bad news?

[Qianzhou]: The bad news is that yesterday, the 2nd, the Wenyue Group’s annual meeting was successfully held. This year’s list of greats and platinums was announced at the meeting, and your name was not on it.

[Reignited]: ...Then this news is indeed quite bad.

Li Luo was a bit dumbfounded, thinking that with his results in 2014, he would indeed have a good chance of winning a spot as a great player.

But after all, the time is too short. The list of great masters has been settled long ago, so it is naturally impossible to revise it specially for him.

In fact, around 2014, basically as long as you can write a book with tens of thousands of subscriptions, you can queue up to get a spot as a master. If the channel performance is not bad, or if you have sold some copyrights, then it is basically a sure thing.

things.

And if the same results were obtained ten years later, they would be totally unsatisfactory... not even qualified to be ranked in the queue.

【Qianzhou】:Next year!

[Qianzhou]: As long as you maintain your current level! If your channel performance is not bad, I guarantee you will have a chance next year!

[Reignited]: Then let me lend you some good words first.

In fact, Qianzhou is so sure now, mainly because of the guarantee of editor-in-chief Hongdou.

At the annual meeting last night, while Hong Dou was drinking and chatting, she revealed some details to him, saying that the editor-in-chief above was very optimistic about the book Reignited.

Especially now that the traffic is booming, the website will appropriately allocate some resources to support it.

[Reignited]: So what’s the good news?

[Qianzhou]: Hehe, do you still remember the essay competition I signed up for you when you first came on the shelves?

[Reignited]: Oh, that seems to be the case.

Li Luo still had an impression of this, and after a brief search in the memory palace, he remembered it.

There is also a bonus of 10,000 yuan for the first prize.

However, this ten thousand yuan is not so rich for him now. It can only be said that if you don't take it for free, you won't take it.

[Qianzhou]: Taking advantage of the momentum of this New Year’s Day, your book also successfully won the first prize of this essay competition, and the bonus has been adjusted. The first prize is 50,000 yuan.

[Reignited]: Oh? So generous?

[Qianzhou]: Well...but there are conditions.

[Qianzhou]: This essay competition is theoretically linked to the newly established Internet Writers Association in Qianjiang Province, so if you want to receive the award, you have to attend the symposium in early February.

[Qianzhou]: Do you still remember that symposium? You can attend it and receive a prize on stage. The prize will be given to you at that time.

When Li Luo saw the words "Go on stage to receive the award", his heart suddenly shivered and he asked immediately.

[Reignited]: When you go on stage to receive an award, you don’t want to take photos or anything like that, right?

[Qianzhou]: You should do it, right? But just leave a photo in the Online Writers Association, maybe hang it on some photo wall for publicity, so you don’t have to worry about being seen by acquaintances.
To be continued...