The tiered version of the fee rate for "The Legend of Sun Wukong" was finally agreed upon by Hongtu after discussion. Both parties took a step back, and it is currently the most appropriate solution, with interests being the most important.
If we continue to argue, it will only drag down and reduce the purchasing enthusiasm of passionate book lovers at this stage.
Moreover, facing a tough guy like Xiong Ran, it is obvious that there is no way to get the simplified Chinese version published if you don't agree.
What can we do? Let’s cooperate steadily and achieve win-win results.
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The simplified Chinese version of "The Legend of Wukong" will be published soon, please stay tuned and be informed! ! In the evening, Xiong Ran's Weibo update caused a stir among his fans, who circulated it among each other.
"Shit, is there going to be a physical version?"
"Hurry, hurry, you have to buy it for your collection!"
“I hope the cover and illustrations are better and more stylish, not just full of text…”
"Thumbs up! I love 'The Legend of Wukong'!"
“I wonder if there’s any hope of adapting it into a movie. Xuanzang’s sermon on the Dharma, the Monkey King’s shattering of Lingxiao, and the story of Tianpeng and Ayue will definitely be interesting!”
"I support it! But I hope Brother Ran can be the screenwriter, otherwise I'm afraid it will be changed beyond recognition..."
"Is Ran Ge okay? He is just a musician and a amateur novelist. I don't think he can do that..."
"Ahem, it has to work, no matter how hard it is!"
"Brother Ran, can you please ask Qiu Ruixue..."
Well, the building is crooked. Xiong Ran, who was having dinner, couldn't help but feel embarrassed when he saw this. A bunch of LSPS always think about racing, and they will drive even if there is no road, because there will be a road if they drive on.
Of course, you may be stopped by the traffic police at any time.
"Editor Qin, it tastes good, right..."
Xiong Ran came back to his senses and spoke with a smile to a person opposite who was eating and drinking heartily. The little girl was not big, but her appetite was surprisingly good.
A steak, a fruit and vegetable salad, and a glass of juice all went into my stomach.
He's really good at pretending, and he's not even afraid of bursting his belly.
"Mmm, not bad, not bad, delicious..."
Qin Siyu nodded and licked the grease on her lips with her little tongue. It smelled so good!
The bear across the street is treating us, we must eat more!
"Uh, are you really Qin Xiaojing's sister?"
Xiong Ran looked at her suspiciously and smacked his lips, "You two don't look alike at all. Not only are you half a head different in height, but you don't look alike at all! You didn't pick her up, did you? Have you done a biological test?"
"Nothing special, just pure curiosity!"
On the opposite side, Qin Siyu's face gradually turned black. You are the one who was picked up. Do sisters have to look alike? There was a slight mutation when the genes combined. Is that not okay
Xiongmutou is, indeed, a stupid bear!
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"Ahem, Sister Ying, let me rub your back..."
Bang, click, this was Yu Shuying's answer.
That night, Xiong Ran looked at the ruthlessly closed bathroom door, feeling melancholy. He had finally waited for nearly a week until today, but in the end, they were not even allowed to take a bath together. How romantic it would be to take a bath together, it was so cruel.
This week, Wang Teng has already finished shooting the two MVs for "Starry Sky·Simple Love". The next one is the MV for "Nunchucks", which is more difficult.
Wang Teng not only has to practice using nunchakus, but also some fist and kick moves, so next week will be mainly spent rehearsing his hand and foot skills. Some indoor scenes and props also need to be rushed, so time is tight.
However, Yu Shuying is now free, while Ye Xiaopeng has to supervise and do the post-production of the MV of "Xing Qing·Simple Love". But this guy is also enjoying it. After all, there is work to do and there is pay. At least 50,000 yuan this month!
Of course, the one who has the most free time is Xiong Ran. Apart from occasionally going to Baixiang to check on Wang Teng's progress, he spends the rest of his time either staying in Xiong Ying or in his own home.
Watching TV series and reading novels online, daily exercise, etc., all made this week very difficult to endure.
Today, Yu Shuying came to the house and he was very impatient. The naughty kid was so eager.
"Sister Ying, it's safe to not wear it..."
"No way! What if I get pregnant..."
After a while, the bedroom lights went out and it was dim. Xiong Ran kissed her passionately and then made a proposal, but was opposed by Yu Shuying. Although it was indeed a safe period after visiting friends for a day or two, there would always be unexpected events, so as long as they were on the road, they had to drive safely.
Obey traffic driving rules and stay safe!
“Should I brake at the finish line?”
"No, if you keep dawdling I'll leave..."
So Xiong Ran could only helplessly burst into tears. After all, wearing it was an obstacle. In theory, it was not a complete fusion. Without the complete release of body and mind, how could it be called ambiguous
Forget it, there will be obstacles. It is common sense to wear seat belts when driving on the road. Otherwise, what if there is an accident
Time cannot be reversed and pregnant melons cannot be returned.
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"Sister Ying, who is that person..."
On the bed in the bedroom, after two or three times, the lingering sound was silent. Yu Shuying snuggled in Xiong Ran's arms. After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth to ask. He was too curious about this question.
"Stinky boy, don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask..."
Yu Shuying closed her eyes and leaned comfortably. "It's not about any man, why are you so jealous? How about I call that beautiful girl to serve you together? How about letting you be the emperor and having all the wives?"
Hiss~
Xiong Ran suddenly took a deep breath, "Sister Ying, let's talk, but please don't hit me, okay? I can't be indestructible even if I am indestructible, please spare me, lady..."
"Humph, don't ask any more questions in the future!"
Yu Shuying loosened her grip on the ball and pouted, "Don't worry, your sister Ying's sexual orientation is very healthy!"
"Just pretend that person doesn't exist. Besides, I'm already in your bed. I'm already yours. Why are you still thinking about those trivial things? Are you deliberately looking for trouble..."
"Also, I see you've been quite free lately."
"Although you need inspiration to create, I always feel like you have nothing to do. Wang Teng's album after the new year must have at least 5 songs, and Hong Mei gave me a list of two songs for one man and one woman, which means 7 creations..."
"There are still two and a half months until the end of the year. You have to write at least one song every week, so I have to give you some motivation and pressure. It's not good to have too much freedom!"
Hearing this, Xiong Ran had a bad feeling.
"From now on, I will come to your house once for every song you give me. If I have to come every week, then I will come every week! Excluding the inconvenient weeks, I still have time to come four or five times a month. How about that, okay?"
Yu Shuying opened her eyes and clicked her tongue. This plan was good. It not only put pressure on Xiong Ran, but also gave him motivation!
Well, I'm so smart, thumbs up!
Uh, cough, cough. The corners of Xiong Ran’s mouth twitched slightly.
That's great. Not to mention composing a song a week, even one song a day is no problem. However, the crying child gets more milk, so we can't agree to it easily.
"No, Sister Ying, that's too cruel..."
Xiong Ran wailed as if he wanted to cry but had no tears, "Creation is free, inspiration is unfettered. You have added conditions, which is equivalent to restricting and shackled, which is not conducive to the collision and integration of sparks of inspiration..."
"How about you come two or three times a week, and I'll have enough physical and mental pleasure, and I'm guaranteed to be full of inspiration. How about finishing all seven songs before the Spring Festival?"
"If you can't handle it, you can punish me!"
Hearing this, Yu Shuying rolled her eyes and said, "Come here two or three times a week? Then I might as well just live with you! Stop bargaining, you little brat..."
"It's your job to create. I'm just rolling around in bed with you, picking on you and asking for trouble."
"Once a week, bring songs to exchange! So that you don't have to waste your mind on creation!"
"Well, I'm so pitiful..."
Xiong Ran was crying and wailing on the surface, it was so heartbreaking, but in his heart he was secretly happy. This was much better than not knowing when the next time would be after this time.
Isn’t it just about composing and submitting songs? Wait, I’ll show you what it means to be on call at any time!