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The next afternoon, Wenyue Group's annual writers' salon event officially opened in the conference hall on the third floor of the hotel.

Li Luo's seat was arranged in the first row at the front. Because he knew Xu Youyu's close relationship with him, Xu Youyu also benefited from it and sat next to him.

In addition, those who can sit in the first row are almost all platinum bosses who have been famous for a long time, or peak masters who are famous and popular.

Looking at this glance, the first row is probably all people with a net worth of tens of millions, and they are all well-known figures in the online literature circle.

"Xiao Pujie is already trembling." Xu Youyu sneaked into Li Luo's ear and said quietly, "It's all up to Rekind to protect me~"

Li Luo rolled her eyes: "I don't see where you are trembling."

"Isn't this the only way I can sit in the first row with your help?" Xu Youyu said with a smile. "Unfamiliar people think I am so powerful, but in fact they are not even a great god."

"It's okay, it's all right away." Li Luo said so, then turned to ask, "How much are you all set now?"

"It's already more than 19,000~" Xu Youyu said with a light tone and blinked at him, "When the editor helps me arrange another recommendation next month, it should be almost 20,000."

"Then it will definitely be stable." Li Luo reached out and held Xu Youyu's small hand and gently kneaded it twice. "At the end of the year, it's time to change his words and call him the master of going to bed early."

"Don't mention this to me, it sounds so ugly." Xu Youyu waved his hands repeatedly with disgust.

Li Luo smiled, then added and joked: "Then simplify it, it's called the Sleeping God?"

"Get out!"

The two of them flirted in their seats until it was 1:30 pm. Nan Feng, the editor-in-chief of the salon event, walked up to the stage from the side.

Compared with the writers’ annual meeting at the end of each year, the writers’ salon activities in the middle of the year are less formal, and the various processes are relatively casual, and there will be no live broadcasts to the outside world. It is basically a relatively closed small circle of social interaction.

Many online writers don’t like to show up in public, and the atmosphere of salon activities is very consistent with their wishes.

After the editor-in-chief Nan Feng came on stage, he briefly introduced this year's salon event process very casually, and made a few jokes with a few familiar platinum bosses in the audience with a smile.

Then we got to the point and introduced several essay contests that will be launched in the second half of this year.

For example, in light novels, we plan to launch an essay contest called "One Emperor and Four Emperors" this year. It looks quite second-class and is very consistent with the temperament of light novels.

In addition, niche categories such as science fiction, fantasy, martial arts, and military have also launched corresponding essay contests.

Among them, there is another one that Li Luo is very familiar with - the third realistic essay contest.

Thinking back to the beginning, "Little Joy" was the first in the first realistic essay contest, but now in a blink of an eye, it has already reached the third session.

Many of these essay topics are tasteless for those popular masters Platinum.

For example, the "One Emperor and Four Emperors" essay contest for light novels are all activities launched within the Qidian Light Novel category, mainly used to reward rookie authors.

But some masters and authors will be more interested in essay contests such as realistic essays that have cooperative relationships with government agencies or some large companies behind them.

Because this means it is easier to sell copyrights.

However, this is not that meaningful to Li Luo now.

"Little Joy" is now officially launched, with its explosive results, which has completely proved the copyright value of the rekindled production.

So now Li Luo has passed the stage of asking for copyright sale by herself, but instead a bunch of people come to the door to buy the copyright of the other books.

While capital is pursuing profit, it often leads to such results.

So before, a platinum boss privately warned Li Luo that he would sell the copyright of film and television for the first time and not pay too much attention to the price. That's what he said.

Wenyue Group holds salon events, of course, not just to get the authors together, but basically has the copyright direction behind it.

Authors who are invited to participate in the event have basically made their name on the platform and are qualified to contact copyright adaptation.

Knowing the content of the subsequent essay contest in advance, and following the editor privately to understand the meaning of the official organization or the financial boss behind the essay contest is a great advantage.

"What do you think about rekindling this realistic essay contest?" After half an hour of the opening, it was time for rest. Editor-in-chief Nanfeng walked off the stage and asked Li Luo with a smile.

To be honest, Li Luo does have a novel that meets the requirements of this essay contest.

But because he had already been decided by his father-in-law, Li Luo naturally could not tell anyone else.

So he shook his head gently and said with a smile: "Sir, I'm opening the double now, and "Daqian Night Inspection" has been updated ten thousand words every day. If I had another one, I'm afraid I would die suddenly."

"Haha, that's what I just mentioned." Nan Feng smiled and patted his shoulder. "After all, your "Little Joy" responded so enthusiastically this time, which shows that you are also very talented in this area. If you have time to rest, you can't try out the short stories."

Faced with the compliment from editor-in-chief Nan Feng, Li Luo echoed a few words and did not do more in-depth.

Sell ​​copyright, if you can sell it yourself, who is willing to share the income equally with the platform?

He now has channels for Ying Zhicheng, such as short stories like "Little Joy", which do not earn much subscription income, so there is no need to put them on Qidian's platform.

Isn't it good to sell it directly to my father-in-law, and all copyright fees belong to me?

Anyway, Ying Zhicheng bought the copyright of his novel and used the money from Huayue Film and Television Company.

Thinking of this, Li Luo couldn't help but smile, thinking that Ying Zhicheng is considered to be using public interest in personal gain?

However, "Little Joy" alone has already made Huayue Film and Television make a lot of money. Next, I will buy the copyright of a novel from him, and there is probably no resistance to the board of directors.

The price should also increase a lot.

Especially after the great success of "Little Joy" this time, Ying Zhicheng should be able to completely hold his current position, and his voice will be greatly improved on the board of directors.

If everything goes well in the next drama, Li Luo feels that even if he doesn't do anything in the rest of his life, he will never spend all his money.

After all, he also has a lot of money in the stock market. When he thinks about the sharp rise of those stocks in the next ten years, Li Luo couldn't help but twitch his tongue.

"Reignite, bring you something good."

Just as the evening of the writer's salon event was approaching and the conference hall had already started to freely move, editor Qianzhou suddenly walked to Li Luo and Xu Youyu mysteriously, holding a bag in his arms, and didn't know what was hiding.

"Where are you doing smuggling?" Li Luo said with a little funny look when he saw him, "What's the matter?"

"Hehe, the materials I bought from the operation side." Qianzhou opened the zipper of his backpack, took out a book from it, and stuffed it into Li Luo's arms, "Here, take it."

"What is this..." Li Luo looked down at him with curiosity, and found that the cover of the book had three big words written on it - "Little Joy".

"Huh?" Xu Youyu came over and looked at it, and immediately said in surprise, "Isn't this your physical book? I remember it shouldn't be released yet, right?"

"It's not yet available." Qianzhou said with a smile, "The official release date is July 15th, but the operation department will find a publishing house and ask for a few sets."

"One set is collected in the collection exhibition room of the headquarters company."

"The other sets are for collection by company presidents and executives."

"I'll get you a set and try it in advance."

"Then why is this only the first volume?" Li Luo noticed the words [First volume] next to the three words Xiao Huanxi, and couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"Isn't this done yet?" Qianzhou reached out and took out the rest of the two books from it, "Give it to the middle and second volumes."

Li Luo's original novel "Little Joy" is completely different from the original novel "Little Joy" in his previous life, because he has never read the original book at all, and when he writes, he writes it completely according to the content of the TV series.

In the end, I wrote more than 800,000 words in total, divided them into three volumes, middle and lower to publish physical books, which was just right.

"Oh by the way." Qianzhou handed over the physical book of "Little Happy" to Li Luo, and added, "The operation department wants to take advantage of the most popular period of "Little Happy" to launch a physical book pre-sale event."

"On this basis, they also want to hold an offline signing party around you."

"When they gave me the physical book just now, I asked me to ask you for your opinion."

"When will the signing sale come true?" Li Luo asked.

"It's tentatively scheduled to be early August," Qianzhou said, "It's just the end of the TV series "Little Joy"."

Li Luo thought about it for a while, and there seemed to be no other arrangements in early August, so he nodded and agreed: "I have no problem here. Please let them see the arrangements and just notify me of the plan in advance."

"Ok." Qianzhou nodded with satisfaction after receiving his affirmative answer, "Then I'll go and reply to you, bye."

After watching Qianzhou leave, Li Luo looked through the physical book "Little Joy" in his hand.

Xu Youyu also took a copy and weighed it in his hand, then opened it and looked at it: "The quality seems to be pretty good. When it is published, I will buy a set to collect it."

"I can give you a book in advance first." After hearing what Xu Youyu said, Li Luo seemed to suddenly think of something. While smiling, he opened the cover of one of the physical books, picked up the pen on the table next to him, and signed his pen name and real name in the blank space inside.

【Reignite/Li Luo】

Seeing Li Luo signing his name and handing the physical book in his hand to him, Xu Youyu happily took it, and then returned the book he had just taken back, looking at Li Luo with anticipation.

But Li Luo just coughed a little embarrassedly and did not mean to give her the remaining two books: "There are also Xixi and Zhusheng, one book for each person."

Xu Youyu: “…?”

Looking down at the book [the middle volume] in his hand, Xu Youyu looked speechless: "You are so embarrassed too? You can divide the whole set of books into three parts. You can think of it, but you can just divide them into three parts."

"Ahem..." Li Luo suddenly felt cold when he heard this, "Stop saying this, it sounds weird and terrible."

"You know it's weird and terrible." Xu Youyu gave him a blank look, but she hugged the book "Little Joy" [Picture 1] in her hand tightly in her arms, without the intention of returning it to Li Luo.

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After the salon banquet for dinner, Li Luo and Xu Youyu had a full meal and had no intention of staying at the venue.

Xu Youyu put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked around, then quietly stretched out his legs, kicked Li Luo's calves, then raised his phone and pointed to the time displayed on it.

It was 6:30 p.m.

It's still early.

But when Li Luo looked at Xu Youyu, his eyes met his charming eyes at the moment. Seeing that he blinked at him ambiguously, he instantly realized what Xu Youyu meant at this moment.
To be continued...