I really want to pounce

Chapter 465 Little quilt save me!
"Ah~~comfortable!"

Pu Jie got up from the bed, stretched his waist, felt that the exhaustion of last night was swept away, and couldn't help but feel happy for his young body.

"Lord of Fools" was released yesterday, and based on the data analysis given to him by the Ministry of Internet and Culture and his own judgment, he came to a conclusion: it's a deal.

The first order of 3000 should be the upper limit. If you are unlucky, you might be able to get 2500.

The results of this first set have basically declared that an author of his level has hit the street.

"Data don't lie!"

So, yesterday Pu Jie was very happy. He participated in the party organized by He Mi in the evening, went to the bar to play until late, and vaguely remembered releasing something in the toilet.

Fortunately, He Mi caught it and did not dirty the public area.

All in all, hi!

After the fun was over, the people in their dormitory went back together, and Pu Jie found a substitute driver to take him home.

I slept till now.

"Huh? It's 12 o'clock, order a takeaway first, then read the news, sort out the status, and then welcome the glory that belongs to me!"

That's right!

Rushing the Street = Brilliant!

Pu Jie does not think that there will be errors in the follow-up data in the background.

After ordering takeaway, Pu Jie sat on the sofa and looked at his mobile phone, and found that several people called him last night.

Couldn't hear it because the bar was so loud.

"Producer Zhao, Director Bob, Mimi Yang? Why is the whole crew looking for me? Didn't I tell them that I won't go to the press conference?"

In order to reduce the first order of "The Lord of Fools", Pu Jie has recently tried to reduce his exposure to prevent others from paying attention to him, so that everyone will ignore the fact that Pu Ding's new book is on the shelves.

To prevent the popularity of "Resident Evil 1" from affecting him, Pu Jie has been pretending to be dead and nothing happened, so that the media will definitely not notice him!
Pu Jie called Producer Zhao back.

"Hello? Producer Zhao! Last night I was conceiving the plot of the new book, and the phone was muted. What's the matter? Check WeChat? What video did you send me? Oh good thing? Then I'll take a look."

After hanging up the phone, Pu Jie opened WeChat with some puzzlement.

Then I saw the video of yesterday’s press conference sent by Producer Zhao. How the few questions he answered skillfully led to the book "The Lord of Fools".

It can be seen that he really wants to promote this book. If the reporter is not familiar with the scene, he may even think that the producer is Pu Dingren himself, as if he is holding a press conference for his new book.

Pu Jie finished reading.

A question mark slowly appeared in his mind.

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"What the hell is this!!!"

Pu Jie felt that his blood pressure was a bit high, so he hid for a long time, but was stabbed in the back by the producer!
"What am I!"

"What a dog, you! I've convinced you, old six!"

"It's okay. Producer Zhao's influence is average. Most reporters and film critics should pay more attention to the director and heroine. It's very likely that the reporter didn't record his embarrassment. Haha~ That's right! It must be like this ! It won't affect my grades!"

Putting his mind at ease, Pu Jie suppressed the urge to call and curse.

"The world is so beautiful, but I am so irritable. It's not good. Not good."

After a moment of relief, Pu Jie regained his calm state of mind, and then called Bob to see what the director had to say to him.

He must be busy!

For example, the script of the next play or something.

The money from the script is not a small income.

Now the box office has reached 1.8 million, and the reputation is very good. The number of films scheduled and the attendance rate have not decreased but increased, and the data for the next 19 days will definitely not be low.

A conservative estimate is also 4 million.

He has a 3% share, which is .1200 million in his hands!
Quite rich!

"No! There is also overseas box office! According to Huayi, it is more popular than domestic ones, and the final box office is definitely only higher than domestic ones and not lower than domestic ones! Then my share is still 1 or 2 million? Hey~ so cool !"

For a film, he is the chief screenwriter and earns 3000 million.

He fought wits and courage with the system for more than two years, and only earned more than 7000 million. The money from this script is too easy!
The contract that Huayi signed with him before said that the share of the script will remain at 3% after that, which proves that as long as the movies of the infinite universe continue to be made, he can continue to make money!
Although it is not as much as the 5 million that can be collected from the system this time, the victory lies in the continuous flow, and there are always shootings.

"Hiss~ Please call me Huaguo Stanpu!"

Thinking that the director might discuss with him the creation of a new script, Pu Jie was full of energy!
Then dialed Bob's phone.

"Hi my old buddy! I watched "Resident Evil 1" in the cinema, and it was really good. I was at work when I called yesterday. You know, my company is busy. By the way, are you Inform me of something good. How do I know? Haha~ Of course I know. Good! Check WeChat, right? Immediately!"

Happily hung up the phone, Pu Jie opened WeChat, and saw Director Bob's excellent performance at the press conference, which was even better than Producer Zhao. It could be seen that many reporters had been moved by him, and what was recorded in the notebook .

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Two question marks slowly appeared on Pu Jie's head.

"Why do I feel like I haven't woken up? Did this happen somewhere? It looks so familiar!"

"Hey, hey! You guys are obviously messing with me together!"

"And intentionally edited two versions! Just to annoy me twice???"

"Go to the crew of TM! For nothing, I gave you guidance!!! From now on, I, Pu Jie, will eat delicacies and sea delicacies to death, a 18-year-old girl will die, and play games every day to death! I will never cooperate with you white-eyed wolves again. !"

The more Pu Jie thought about it, the more angry he became, and then, in extreme anger, he read the meditation mantra angrily.

"The world is so beautiful, but I am so irritable, it's not good. Not good"

After repeating it 10 times, Pu Jie barely suppressed his anger.

Then, he became more cautious.

"Yesterday's press conference, the producer and the director are the protagonists. What they do together will definitely attract the attention of reporters. Maybe there are already many reports on my book. There will definitely be some exposure. Give me The results of the first order will have a certain impact, and I have to accept this result.”

"However, fortunately, this kind of news is not very topical and cannot be popularly searched. At most, it is people who pay attention to the film and television circles and adaptation circles, or old fans of "Infinite Time and Space". The impact is limited and it cannot bring the essence. The ground threat just reduces a little bit of fault tolerance."

Pu Jie took a deep breath and dialed Yang Mimi's number.

smiling.

Because Yang Mimi often calls him when he has nothing to do. He has a high EQ and speaks nicely. I like it very much.

If there is a chance, Pu Jie would like to hear her shout in her ear: "Wait a minute. Where is my husband?"

Of course, Blue Star's Yang Mimi doesn't have a husband yet, so the tauren can't.

This made Pu Jie a little regretful.

After answering the phone,

"Hey! Mimi, I lost my mind yesterday. I read other people's books to find inspiration. I was so fascinated that I didn't hear it. What's the matter? What do I read on Weibo!? Whose hot search?"

The smile on Pu Jie's face didn't last for three seconds, and he was completely stunned after hearing the words "hot search"!

"My grass!"

Just hang up the phone and open the background of the Zhongshan Novels app!
"Lord of Fools" all order: 12750.

"Ten. Hundred. Thousand. Grass!"

"Hasty, hastily, hastily!"

"Why is everyone trying to kill me!!!"

"A sin!"

Pu Jie looked at the congratulations from everyone in the Internet Department, Qi Dian and some author friends on WeChat, and almost lost his temper.

Barely concentrating, he silently recited the meditation mantra:

"The world is so beautiful, but I'm so irritable. It's not good. It's not good. I'll keep you MB! Quick! My little quilt! Help me!"

On a hot day, Pu Jie was trembling with anger, like falling into an ice cave, feeling the world's malice towards him.

Reluctantly grabbed the small quilt that hadn't been used for a long time on the sofa, and shivered and wrapped himself up.

Shaking!

(End of this chapter)