"The Age of Literature and Art is finished. All orders are 16,000. It's all thanks to you." Xu Youyu had climbed onto the bed from the other side at this time, leaning on the bedside, and shared with Li Luo, "The readers have given me a lot of long-term books."

Comments, I think the writing is quite interesting.”

"Where's mine?" Li Luo pointed at himself.

"Huh, you saw it. Didn't I give you a thumbs up?" Xu Youyu snorted, but the expression on his face could not conceal his happiness.

Xu Youyu released the last chapter in the early hours of yesterday morning, and then wrote the closing remarks while the iron was hot.

Afterwards, Li Luo came to the room to look for her with cocktail condiments in hand.

When she checked the comment section after she had had enough sleep during the day, she discovered that Li Luo had also used the rekindled account to write a long article that ended with a sprinkling of flowers and a final summary.

It can be said that it completely and clearly describes Li Luo’s various perceptions after reading it.

There are some plots in the two-million-and-a-half-million-word "Literary Age" that even Xu Youyu himself has to recall for a while before he can recall some of the highlights.

But Li Luo was able to quote some small plot points from the plot everywhere in such a long speech to support his point of view.

After reading Li Luo's long review, it was as if I had quickly read "The Age of Literature" again, which resonated with many readers in the comment area.

It has even helped many readers who had been reading the book but had forgotten the previous plot and did not want to continue reading. As a result, they were ready to read the book again.

It has only been one day since the completion of "The Age of Literature and Art", and its average subscription has already increased by more than 500, which shows that there is still potential to be explored after the completion of the book.

"After a period of time after the completion, it won't be long before I estimate that your book will have over 20,000 orders." Li Luo said with a smile, "You will publish a new book in the second half of the year, and if the results are maintained, you will be great at the end of the year."

I’m waving to you.”

"It's not as easy as you said." Xu Youyu rolled his eyes at him, but he felt a little expectant in his heart.

"Tsk tsk, the 18-year-old male video star of Wenyue Group." Li Luo couldn't help but admire her.

One thing to say is that in my last life, although "Literary Age" also successfully achieved 10,000 subscriptions, it was almost at the level of an ordinary 10,000 subscriptions. After the completion, it would be difficult to accumulate an average of 20,000 subscriptions in a short period of time.

The follow-up to Xu Youyu's new book "Gu Dao Chang Qing" also achieved very good results, but it was just a little bit behind and missed the chance to become a great master.

It wasn't until the next period entertainment book broke through the upper limit of her performance that she finally got what she wanted.

At that time, it was already after she graduated from college.

Although for a great author, Xu Youyu was considered young at that time, but it was certainly not as shocking as the 18-year-old he is now.

However, Xu Youyu looked at Li Luo's confident look, but she herself was not very sure.

After all, she is still somewhat self-aware.

In the final analysis, this book "Literary Age" borrows the style of Wenzhao, and it inherently has a certain "community" quality.

However, the subject she had discussed with Li Luo before, which Li Luo called "revival of spiritual energy", was an area that she had never been exposed to before.

I have never seen this statement even in other books.

This made her a little unsure about the results of the next book, and she was far less confident than Li Luo.

"What if I don't get the title this year?" Xu Youyu looked at Li Luo and said with a smile, "The new book may not have such good results as "The Age of Literature and Art"."

"I'm not sure if you are a master, but I think I will get platinum this year." Li Luo said shamelessly.

Xu Youyu immediately gritted his teeth: "...I really want to slap you. If it weren't for the fact that you are a sick person, I would have slapped you now."

But what Li Luo said is right.

When the copyright of "Little Joy" was officially sold, coupled with the strong profits from "I'm Really Not a Star", Li Luo's contract as a platinum writer was almost a certainty.

RMB 12 million for film and television rights could be said to be a relatively low price in the past few years when copyrights were booming.

But at this point, it's pretty good.

In particular, Li Luo's "Little Joy" is a short realistic novel of 800,000 words.

For Wenyue Group, in addition to copyright income, this also means more influence.

It is said that all online articles are all humorous writing routines, so why not take a look at "Little Joy"?

In fact, online articles can also have such realistic novels.

This is what Wenyue Group wants to express to the outside world.

I don’t know if it is effective or not, but there must be such a way of saying it.

Li Luo's "Little Joy" just happened to hit the spot of the first realism-themed essay competition.

Coupled with Ying Zhicheng's beautiful assist, it immediately helped Li Luo lay the foundation stone for the platinum palace.

Originally, it only relied on the subscription performance of "I'm Really Not a Celebrity" and lacked the ability to transfer copyrights, but now it has been supplemented by this section.

Officially, Li Luo is on the road to platinum.

The two talked a lot in the early morning.

Because Li Luo slept for a long time at night, he didn't feel sleepy until about three o'clock in the morning.

But Xu Youyu couldn't stand it anymore. As they were chatting, Li Luo suddenly noticed that there was no sound beside him.

Turning around, he saw that Xu Youyu had fallen asleep peacefully, looking like he was sleeping soundly.

"You said you were taking care of me." Li Luo laughed, covered Xu Youyu with a quilt, and lay down again, sighing deeply.

Let it last a little longer like this.

It would be better if you don't get sick.

Li Luo thought this in his heart, and then remembered the scene of being taken care of by three girls after he fell ill today, and silently withdrew the above paragraph.

Well...it's actually not bad to have a minor illness once in a while.
Chapter completed!