Rebirth of the entertainment tycoon

Because of Jiang Chen's strong promotion, "Ink Jue Fengyun" was favored by the editor-in-chief. As soon as it appeared, it occupied the best page of the entire magazine, with a serialization of [-] words.There were certainly objections, and they were not small, which put a lot of pressure on Jiang Chen, who has always been careful in dealing with things, but this pressure lasted less than a week, and then disappeared. There is no way, who makes readers too hard.

In the first week, Jingu increased sales by 8000 copies. At the end of the second week, the data increased to 20000 copies, and in the third week, it exceeded 50000 copies in one fell swoop!Three weeks later, sales finally fell, and by the seventh week, a total of 65000 copies had been sold.At this time, Jingu was still a bimonthly magazine, and there were no story editions, martial arts editions, and fantasy editions with so many derivatives. Although it has been making steady progress and is definitely regarded as excellent among its peers, the tepidity also made Jiang Chen such an editor. Young people die of enthusiasm.Now seeing such a booming data, not to mention Jiang Chen, even those seniors are a little uneasy.

Compared to the restless people in Hanshui, He Xi was much calmer, took the letter from the school gate messenger room, and looked at the amount on the remittance slip with satisfaction.When I got home from school in the evening, I asked Yang Yutian to take the household registration book and accompany him to the post office, withdraw the money and open an account to deposit it in.Because the remittance amount was limited, and Jingu said that the manuscript fee would increase depending on the situation, He Xi simply asked them to settle it on schedule.

Looking at the 3000 yuan in the passbook, He Xi felt very shocked, we are finally rich~~~

"Grandpa, I will support you in the future. You can eat whatever you want. Just say that your grandson can already earn money, so don't be polite to me." After being happy, He Xi did not forget to bring the only insider into the camp. At the age of 16, there are still two years before he can become an adult. Before that, there are not many people who can rely on trust, and grandpa is one of them. There will be many things that will trouble him in the future.The passbook in his hand was opened with the help of his old man. If he doesn't coax it, one day he will take all the money in the passbook with his ID card, where will he cry?

"Hey..." Yang Yutian was very moved when he saw his grandson's eyes full of admiration and his tone was sincere, but when he thought of the string of zeros, he felt uneasy. But three hundred, three thousand, that's a person's ten-month salary, "Xixi, where did this money... come from?"

"I made money from writing stories." He Xi felt that there was nothing to hide about this, it was neither stolen nor robbed, if he didn't tell, the old man would be worried instead.

"What story can sell so much money?" Yang Yutian didn't believe it.

"It's just..." He Xi was thinking about how to explain it to the old man. At this moment, the two of them happened to pass by a newsstand, and a copy of Jingu was placed in the most conspicuous position. Go in, "This is the book, I will show it to you when I get home."

When Yang Lei and his wife Yang Yu came back at night, they found that the dishes for the evening were extraordinarily sumptuous, and their father's face was full of red, smiling so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes, and he couldn't help but look at each other.

"What's the happy event at home, cooking so many dishes?" Yang Qicheng, who was sweating profusely, ran to the pool and washed his face. When he entered the room, he saw a table of chicken, duck and fish. He cheered and asked the adults' doubts .

"It's nothing, the old man is happy today, please have a good meal." Yang Yutian waved his hand proudly.

On the way back, He Xi hinted that he hoped that he would not let others know about his novel writing. Yang Yutian knew that he was concerned about the adults, so he agreed.The conduct of the two sons is fine, but the two daughters-in-law love to take advantage of others more than the other.Knowing that the family is struggling, he has never asked his son and daughter-in-law to extend his hand. Xiaoxi's expenses in the past few years have also been paid from his own pension funds. He doesn't see his grandchildren suffering, so he often gives some pocket money.But even so, they were still not satisfied, and always wanted to squeeze some oil from him.It was fine before, if I gave it, I gave it, anyway, I am alone, this little thing is always left to them, sooner or later.But now that there is an extra day, he can't be so indifferent, he has to leave some for his grandson to chew, so that if he kicks his feet one day, the child won't be hungry.

Now that his grandson can make money, Yang Yutian finally has a big stone in his heart. What's more, if you make money by writing, isn't that a writer? Look, his old Yang family has also produced a writer!Excited and delighted, Yang Yutian bought a bunch of ingredients and cooked a table of dishes regardless of He Xi's obstruction.

"Dad, if you have a lot of food money left at the end of the month, save it for next month, you don't have to spend it all. Life is not like this. You don't understand how much we only earn after working hard every day." Wang Qing snorted lightly, speaking without politeness.

Hearing this, Yang Yutian's smile faded immediately, and he glanced at the others. Except for his grandson and granddaughter who lowered their heads and ate fiercely, the other three also looked disapproving. They were immediately swept away, put down their chopsticks, and snorted coldly: "Don't worry, This table of food is at my own expense, since I think I'm not good at housekeeping, I'll leave it to you to manage the accounts in the future."

"Dad, how can this be done? You have been in charge of it for so many years, and you just handed it over to Sister Qing so suddenly, not to mention whether she will or not, and we are not used to it." When Tian Feng heard that the old man wanted to hand over the housekeeping to Wang Qing, Immediately unhappy.The old man is an elder and has always been fair. The two sons have a flat bowl of water, and they are never biased.What's more, the old people have been using their pension money to subsidize the family, otherwise the money for ordering food would not be enough for them to see the meat immediately. It's not that they don't know, but they just haven't said it all the time.But let Wang Qing take care of the house, not to mention the subsidy, it's no wonder that he doesn't pay for the oil and water because of his over-plucking temperament!No, she absolutely must stop her.

"I'm old, and my memory is bad. I'll do the calculations for you every day. Don't worry about it. If you miss something, won't it hurt you? That's all right, it's settled like that, and the family will be handed over to the little one." Clean up."

"Xixi, let's go, let's go to read for grandpa. Grandpa knows very little and can't understand many things." After the meal, Tian Feng kept his face sullen, and Wang Qing, who was the winner, didn't even smile at all. I mean, Yang Lei and Yang Yu watched from the sidelines—one is the father, the other is the daughter-in-law, it’s not right to help either, and it’s not right to help either, except for the two children who gobbled it up, the adults just feel the same, "Quiet! , Put away the bowl later, be diligent for such a big girl, the in-laws will talk about it in the future."

Yang Jing, who was named, raised her head inexplicably, nodded, and began to wash dishes for the first time in her life but definitely not the last.

The next day

"Quiet, rub the clothes by the pool. I saw that Xixi's brows were crowded together after doing her homework, so I didn't dare to call him. I said, are all the teachers in your school like that, freshman in high school?" Just let me do the subject of the second and third year of high school?"

Reluctantly, Yang Jing, who walked to the pool and bent over to find a bench, sweated all over her brow, and gave an unnatural smile: "Yes, this is not... yes, it is to let them adapt to the college entrance examination in advance Is it a topic?"

"Then why didn't I see that you and Cheng Cheng have done so many homework?" Yang Yutian refused to let go.

"The school has just been reformed." Yang Jing smiled uglier than crying.

"Oh, that's it." Yang Yutian suddenly realized, and turned around to ask again, "What about you, what have you changed? Recently, it's just that you are crazy outside, and there are fewer homework reforms?"

"..." Yang Jing wanted to cry, but didn't she. You never cared about such things before.

"Sister Jing and the others have just started school, and they have been reviewing the previous courses. They don't have much homework, but when it comes to new content, there will be more homework." He Xi's voice came from a distance, "Sister Jing just said it two days ago."

"Really?" Yang Yutian was puzzled.

"Yes, Grandpa." Yang Jing tugged desperately at the clothes in her hands. If the material wasn't strong enough, she might be about to "stab".

"Tell me, have you filed a complaint with Grandpa?" Yang Jing put her hands on her hips, looking fierce.

"No!" He Xi waved her hands again and again, looking at Yang Jing timidly, "I didn't say anything, really."

"He clearly didn't care about these things before, but now he asks them so carefully, how do you explain?" Yang Jing squinted her eyes with a dangerous expression.

"I used to do my homework downstairs, but now I moved to the attic. It's only a small place. It's normal for grandpa to find something abnormal." He Xi lowered her head slightly, revealing a section of her snow-white neck, shaking Yang Jing a little. dazzled.

How is the skin so white, how is the face so long, there is not a single pimple!When he first came to Lishui, it was as black as coal!Yang Jing glanced at her arm, touched the pimples on her face, feeling resentful.

"Then why did you go to the attic to do your homework?" Yang Jing continued to question.

"Grandpa is reading, but he doesn't know many characters. He often asks how to pronounce this word and that word, but I can't help it." He Xi secretly raised her eyes pretending to be careful, and glanced at Yang Jing, looking so innocent and pitiful. .

"...It's okay, I don't blame you. By the way, what book is Grandpa reading?" Sure enough, Yang Jing's heart softened.

"Martial arts novels." He Xi adjusted his glasses, and finally raised his head, "Legends of the past and present."

"..." The clothes in Yang Jing's hands fell into the water with a "slap", and her head was a little dizzy. Grandpa, do you want to be so fashionable.