I, the princess of the dynasty, have hundreds of millions of talents, so what?

*

At the same time, on Dream Island, in Lu Wen’s exclusive tea room.

"See, I told you, no chance! The idea is good, but don't forget to be practical. How could a popular IP like Divine Punishment be granted the copyright to newcomers like you who haven't even debuted yet?"

Looking at the sharply worded email on the computer screen, Lu Wen leaned back, feeling somewhat gloating.

Having been immersed in the Chinese entertainment industry for many years, he had long heard of the bad reputation of "Picking Up the Cold Branches".

This great writer has been in the news for three years and publishes a hit novel every year.

How hot is it?

Even an inconspicuous place name in the book has attracted fans to check in and travel.

Countless well-known directors have come forward one after another, even at the cost of their fortunes, in an attempt to secure the film and television rights to the "Divine Punishment" series.

Unfortunately, this great actor seems to be a man with a lot of money. Not only does he never attend any book signing events or promotional activities, he even rejected the sky-high copyright fee from Senlai Films.

Now that the "Divine Punishment" series has been popular for three years, apart from some character design songs, it does not even have the copyright for a complete film, television or animation adaptation.

The fans were extremely anxious, but they had no other choice but to edit the cosplayers’ works into videos to satisfy their cravings.

Therefore, when Jiang Zhiyu asked for the copyright of "Divine Punishment", Lu Wen had already put a big "X" on this plan in his mind.

As for why he went to so much trouble to send an email to the editor who had previously been in the upper hand, it was naturally because he wanted to see the disappointed look on Jiang Zhiyu's face.

"Really?" Jiang Zhiyu carelessly stroked the teacup in his hand and glanced at Lu Wen. "But I heard that there are no deals that cannot be made in this world. There are only bargaining chips that are not heavy enough."

"Should I say you are naive, or innocent?" Lu Wen almost spit out a mouthful of tea. "That's the one who has refused the sky-high copyright fee! Let me tell you this, even if I give him all the income from "Top Stream", he may not even look up at me!"

Jiang Zhiyu nodded slightly. She herself was also a storyteller, so she naturally understood the idea of ​​cherishing one's work and not wanting to sell the copyright.

After all, every character created by a writer has a soul, and no author would want to see his or her story being adapted beyond recognition.

But, isn't it okay if it's just a song with the same title?

It seems that the second plan has to be activated.

Suddenly, Lu Wen's cell phone rang.

Seeing that it was an unknown number, he hung up without thinking.

Just as I was about to say something else to Jiang Zhiyu, I saw that the unknown number kept calling me.

"Sorry, I have to take a call." Lu Wen frowned slightly and answered the phone.

"Hello, is this Producer Lu? I'm Wang Lu, we contacted each other via email before." A young male voice came from the other end of the line.

Woof...Wang Lu?

The editor who picks up all the cold branches, the ace editor-in-chief of Weibo, Wang Lu?

"Oh, Editor-in-Chief Wang, hello, hello." Lu Wen glanced at Jiang Zhiyu and turned on the speakerphone. "Is there any problem that you haven't made clear in the email?"

"Well, it's like this." Wang Lu on the other end of the phone cleared his throat, "The copyright of the song of the same name can be given to Jiang Zhiyu's team, but the demo must be reviewed by the great master Ji Jin Han Zhi before it can be officially released. If there is no problem, I will modify the contract and send it to you."

???

Lu Wen was shocked for a moment.

Picking all the cold branches, does this mean you agree?

Moreover, he himself has to participate in the review of the song?

What kind of luck does Jiang Zhiyu have?

Could it be that the old man who picked all the cold branches was in a particularly good mood today?

"Okay, okay, no problem! No problem at all!" Lu Wen naturally agreed.

Now that we have the copyright to "Divine Punishment: Sin", are we still worried about the next show having low ratings?

Jiang Zhiyu was also a little surprised. Wasn't it said that this great man who picked all the cold branches was very difficult to talk to?

Why did you agree again?

"Okay, the contract has been sent." Lu Wenqing coughed twice and looked at Jiang Zhiyu, "Then, you can go create first. When you need to submit a demo, send someone to get the phone. But in order to ensure fairness, you can only communicate with Master Jijinhanzhi under the supervision of the staff."

"Well, okay." Jiang Zhiyu nodded and stood up.

"Wait." Lu Wen hesitated for two seconds, and finally called Jiang Zhiyu, "Well, Jianjin Hanzhi has a lot of fans, and their demands are very high. Although you have obtained the copyright of "Divine Punishment Sin", it is a double-edged sword. If you are not careful, you will lose everything. So, don't take it lightly."

"Okay, thank you." Jiang Zhiyu smiled slightly, turned and left.

……

*

After leaving Lu Wen’s exclusive tea room, Jiang Zhiyu slowly walked towards the practice building.

A gust of wind blew, and she raised her right hand, looking at the blood-red ribbon tied into a bow on her wrist, and couldn't help being a little absent-minded.

This bow was tied by Qu Qingli for her.

It is said that Jiang Zhiyu is too cold in daily life, and with some cute elements, she will look a little sweeter.

"Jiang Jiang, don't untie it secretly! If I come back and see that the bow is gone, I will be sad! Woo woo..."

Today, those witty words are still ringing in my ears, but Qu Qingli did not come back as promised.

Jiang Zhiyu asked Lu Wen.

However, Lu Wen said that it was Qu Qingli who extended his vacation by two days.

“The ribbons are beautiful.”

Suddenly, a familiar male voice reached Jiang Zhiyu's eardrum.

She turned around and saw that it was Jiao Yichi who had just finished putting on makeup.

The weather was hot, but Jiao Yichi was wearing a high-necked black shirt, which looked quite incongruous.

"Thank you, Professor Jiao." Jiang Zhiyu narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded politely.

"Why are you wearing a bow? That doesn't seem like your style." Jiao Yichi smiled gently.

"Nothing remains unchanged." Jiang Zhiyu looked indifferent and did not refute.

"Just like...your love for me?" Jiao Yichi suddenly curled his lips, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

like?

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes suddenly turned a little colder.

Could it be that the original owner had some other interactions with Jiao Yichi?

Or maybe, this "like" only refers to the level of fans and idols?

But how did Jiao Yichi know that the original owner was his fan?

What is written on the registration form?

"Teacher Jiao, I think you misunderstood." Jiang Zhiyu's eyes were sharp, and he didn't even step back. "I still have to go to rehearsal, so I won't chat with Teacher Jiao anymore."

"Oh?" Jiao Yichi was not annoyed. Instead, he took out his phone and opened the photo album with a smile. "If you don't like me, why did you go to my concert? Even in the VIP area. And, if I remember correctly, the reason you wrote on the registration form for participating in the competition was also me, right?"