My Return to Life

"In the first quarter of 2009, the game billing settlement to the website is..."

The news sent by Jianfeng is particularly broken here.

And there is no next message for a long time.

It made Fang Nian feel uncomfortable.

I couldn't help sending a message: "It turns out that the starting point training class started from Jian Fengda."

Jian Feng: "[Naughty expression], have you experienced the feeling of being a reader facing broken chapters?"

Fang Nian: "..."

Then Jianfeng sent a series of numbers:

"2468783.45 yuan."

During the Ching Ming Festival, it was raining outside the window. When Fang Nian saw the news, it also started to rain in his heart.

He felt Jianfeng's regret.

According to the calculation of this turnover share, in the past quarter, the total turnover of the page game "I Want to Be Rich" exceeded 82 million.

It is said that the industry generally signs a relatively low authorization fee, and then there will be a relatively high share ratio, which is about 6% to 8%.

If it is signed according to the turnover in the industry, it will start at 5 million.

Fang Nian couldn't believe it was 2009.

Although he has heard the news in later generations, there are one or two top-level IPs that have brought game operators an average of more than 2 billion turnover per year in the past ten years.

But these basically have nothing to do with the city.

Fang Nian: "Ah?! So many?"

"I've never heard the sound of this game."

Jian Feng: "Didn't you hear the news?!"

"Maybe I would like to say, I remember that your address seems to be relatively remote?"

"I don't know about other places. Shencheng is still relatively hot."

"In addition, since the second half of last year, the game market has become relatively hot..."

Jianfeng only said half of what he said at the end, but Fang Nian knew the meaning, the game operator's demand for copyright should be greater than before.

Fang Nian: "Sorry, the news is too closed."

"..."

Jian Feng: "There is another small thing. I have tried film and television copyright, but basically no one cares about it. Internet film and television copyright is still relatively sluggish."

Fang Nian: "Thank you, I understand."

Jian Feng: "These are a total of three copyright incomes, which can be transferred to your new account before get off work in the afternoon."

"After-tax income should look like 1.3 million."

Add one yuan to the first two items in the early 300,000s, and the subsequent turnover will be halved and tax deducted, which will be less than 1 million.

nothing wrong.

Fang Nian: "Okay, hard work Jian Fengda specially told me this news."

Jian Feng: "You're welcome. I think this book is already finishing up. Do you have an estimate when it will be finished?"

Fang Nian: "It is estimated that the book should be finished by the end of next month."

Jian Feng: "After you finish the college entrance examination, you can consider preparing a new book."

Fang Nian: "Probably, my mind is now on the college entrance examination."

Fang Nian's reply was ambiguous.

His attitude towards opening new books is not particularly strong.

Especially at this stage.

On the one hand, I really need to study, on the other hand, I play basketball when I have free time, and watch my classmates frolicking when I don’t have time, occasionally teasing Li Annan, Lin Yucong and so on.

Oh, yes, there is also a landlord sister.

The landlady, who is no longer so fussy, narrow-minded, and mother-in-law, can tease a little more capriciously without causing 'painful' consequences.

Such a youthful life, isn't it fragrant?

Jian Feng hesitated again and again, and sent another message: "Has another website contacted you?"

Fang Nian: "No, my QQ is set not to add friends."

Jian Feng: "About the platinum contract, do you really stop thinking about it?"

Fang Nian: "Let's talk about [smiling expression] in the next book, and now this book is almost finished."

Jian Feng: "...Okay, let's go for the college entrance examination!"

"..."

As early as February, Donggua once again invited Fang Nian to become a platinum writer on behalf of Qidian.

Fang Nian thought over and over again, but still didn't agree.

Writing can be a hobby, but it is by no means the whole of my life.

After finishing the chat, Fang Nian repeated two words in his heart: "Page tour."

He and Jian Feng's emotional direction is not quite the same...

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The holiday arrangement of No. 8 Middle School was generally agreed earlier.

Not long after the fifth class started, a holiday was announced.

The sky was lightly raining, Fang Nian left the school holding an umbrella, and on the way, he saw Guan Qiuhe walking in the opposite direction.

Standing there and waiting for a while, he and Guan Qiuhe walked into the staff quarters.

"Sister He, are you also on vacation early?"

Guan Qiuhe hummed: "I'm fine in the afternoon."

Fang Nian muttered in his heart, you speak as if you have something to do in the morning.

Tangli is just a township, and the archives room can be as free as it wants.

After talking about this, Fang Nian's heart skipped a beat, and he followed into 501.

"Aren't you in a hurry to go back?" Guan Qiuhe looked at Fang Nian suspiciously.

Fang Nian said casually, "Wait for the rain to stop."

So Guan Qiuhe made Fang Nian a cup of hot tea by the way.

"It's raining a lot during the Qingming Festival, just wait for a while, don't go back without a car." Guan Qiuhe said.

Fang Nian hummed.

Then he picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea, and said casually.

"It seems like more than half a month ago, you mentioned to me a game of the same name adapted from my work, do you still remember how you knew?"

Hearing Fang Nian's question, Guan Qiuhe blinked: "What's wrong?"

Then he replied, "It was introduced by a high school classmate."

"At that time, I was going to consult about the financial market. After chatting a few more words, I didn't know what she was up to, so she recommended this game to me."

"I said that you can get coins when you complete the task. It's a hype."

"After knowing that the game of the same name was adapted from your book, I played it out of curiosity."

Fang Nian continued to ask: "Then are you still playing?"

"Occasionally, you also know that my main thoughts are not on these things recently;

There are some solutions that I think are better, but others are doing them, and I can't compete with them, and some I think are useless once you analyze them. "

Guan Qiuhe made a rare complaint.

"Sometimes it's right to think about it, no wonder so many people don't want to work hard."

It has been more than 50 days since I returned to Tangli on February 10.

In the past two months, Guan Qiuhe has made little progress.

The more I learned, the more I realized I was ignorant. The family education she received was not bad, but sometimes the wind would not come by itself.

Guan Qiuhe also teased Fang Nian himself, talking about it.

'I am now suitable to go to the capital to open a taxi, and I can guarantee that I can chat for a long time, and I know everything about national and international affairs. '

After complaining, Guan Qiuhe went on to say: "But my Apple browser at home doesn't support this game."

"If you want to play, you have to go home and get your computer."

Fang Nian snorted, got up and said, "Then I'll go get my computer and play with it."

Guan Qiuhe didn't take it to heart.

On a rainy day, if you are idle, you are also idle. There are no children playing, so you can't play games?

Speaking of which, if it wasn't for what Jianfeng said today that made Fang Nian's heart move, he would have forgotten about the trivial matter of Guan Qiuhe playing the game of the same name.

After all, Fang Nian thought that Guan Qiuhe was recommended by a friend, so he tried to pass the time.

In addition, Guan Qiuhe can be regarded as half of his readers.

It doesn't matter if you play.

A few minutes later, Fang Nian found this game through a search engine while sitting on the single sofa.

After clicking in, the process is the same as that of the terminal game, which needs to register and fill in the information, but the registration is simple.

Guan Qiuhe also came over to take a look: "Why do you suddenly think of playing this game?"

"I wrote an advertisement for this game when it was launched last year. Someone mentioned it today. I'm a little curious." Fang Nian said casually.

After clicking to enter, most of them follow the plot in the book.

After completing some interesting tasks, you will get a lot of coins, and then spend them in the game.

There are also some adaptations to increase the viscosity of the game.

Guan Qiuhe glanced at Fang Nian's first demo, and said.

"This game is quite simple, a little bit interesting, and it's a good way to pass the time. It's more suitable for people who sit in the office to play."

Fang Nian nodded in agreement: "Indeed, the level of adaptation is not high, and the plot is restored more comprehensively."

Guan Qiuhe asked curiously: "You didn't just want to see how big the adaptation is, did you?"

Fang Nian replied casually, "Almost."

"It's mainly recommended by someone."

Guan Qiuhe shook her head amusedly, looked at the non-stop drizzle outside the window, and then looked at the time on the clock on the wall.

Said: "It's been raining for a whole day, and it won't stop for a while. You'd better go home early, I'm afraid it will get dark early."

Fang Nian's eyes were fixed on the screen: "I'll leave after playing again, do you think this game is popular?"

Guan Qiuhe thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "Maybe it's popular, but I haven't seen anyone play it in the unit."

"Even if it's a fire, it's in the city. Tangli is too remote after all."

Fang Nian agrees with this point, but he asked: "Then do you think this kind of game can make money?"

"It should be possible. It has not been withdrawn since it was launched last year. It can't make money and make money. In addition, there are paid props."

Guan Qiuhe said.

"I don't play games very much, but when I was in college, I occasionally encountered games I liked and charged hundreds of dollars."

Fang Nian finally withdrew his gaze, and looked at Guan Qiuhe leisurely: "Then how much do you think the monthly turnover of this game will be?"

Guan Qiuhe thought for a while and replied, "I guess there are a few million."

Fang Nian smiled: "Really?"

"But that's why I want to play this game."

Guan Qiuhe frowned gradually, looking at Fang Nian.

"What do you mean?"

Fang Nian made a gesture: "Think about it slowly, maybe it means what you think."

Then he stood up and said, "I'm going home first."

Guan Qiuhe nodded subconsciously.

When he came back to his senses, Fang Nian had already left.

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Because it has been raining, Fang Nian went home by car.

I haven't seen you for more than a month, and the old Fang's house has changed a lot.

However, it is not as hot as last time. It has been raining for the past few days, so it is estimated that work has not started.

It used to be a building with only a rudimentary foundation, but now the second floor is more than half built.

As long as there is no shortage of funds, the efficiency of building a house is actually very fast.

On the way home, the rain had stopped.

Fang Zhengguo was as usual, squatting on the slope wall in front of the house, knocking on melon seeds, more carefree than before.

After meeting Fang, he said hello: "I'm back."

Fang Nian hummed: "Dad, where is my mother?"

"In the house." Fang Zhengguo replied habitually.

Over the years, it has become a conditioned reflex.

Walking in through the side door, Fang Xin was the one who greeted Fang Nian. She ran over and shouted, "Brother, brother~"

"Did you come back with candy?"

Fang Nian just teased with a smile: "No, I have a big mouth, do you want it?"

Fang Xin snorted, "I don't care about you!"

Lin Feng smiled and chatted when he saw Fang Nian.

"Everyone said that our new house was built at the right time. It was sunny for a few days before, but when it needed to be watered these days, it rained. The weather is beautiful."

"..."

Fang Nian echoed a few words.

Then we talked about tomorrow's grave-sweeping arrangements.

Like the first day of the first lunar month, most of the old Fang’s graveyards have to be walked through, also asking for paper money, incense sticks, firecrackers, and finally hanging up.

On the day of Ching Ming Festival, Fang Nian's family went up the mountain to worship their ancestors and visit their graves.

With two hatchets, I cut down some of the weeds and bushes in the cemetery, and spent half a day wandering around the mountains...