I Just Want to Copy Books in Peace

afternoon.

When Du Ruoqi met Du's mother in the reception room of the Yikang Sanatorium, Du's mother was wearing a white restraint suit. Behind her, stood two tall and majestic female nurses, staring at her, ready to suppress her at any time.

Mother Du was a beauty when she was young, but words such as elegance and demure are always insulated from her.

She was alive, wild, even a savage force, but still beautiful.

But now, her fierce eyes, hideous expression, deep wrinkles, silver-grey and dull short hair stuck to her forehead, made her completely irrelevant to the word beauty.

You know, she is not yet 60 years old, but she can't find a single black hair.

She used to take good care of her, but she has been aging rapidly over the past year. I don't know if it was the effect of drugs or the disease.

The ruthless carving knife of years has carved too many traces on her body.

When she saw her daughter, Mother Du's expression softened significantly, and she even wanted to show a smile.

Even though he has seen similar scenes many times, Du Rongqi still can't get used to it and feels sad every time. She could only smile reluctantly: Mom, happy new year.

I'm not happy, Qiqi, please tell the doctor, don't put me in a restraint suit, don't give me injections, I won't have another seizure, really!

Du Yanqi said softly, Mom, I can't help it.

Mother Du struggled for a while, wondering if she wanted to jump on Du Ranqi or slap the table hard. However, under the effect of the restraint suit, she was unable to complete any movements. The two nurses immediately held her shoulders.

Let me go! Mother Du twisted her head frantically, trying to bite the nurse's hand.

But her strength was not strong, and she was held down by two nurses.

Du Yanqi was even more uncomfortable.

Didn't Dr. Liu say that my mother is much better? Why did you get sick again.

I remember a few months ago, my mother was not so aggressive anymore.

What about your second brother, why didn't your second brother come to see me? Let your second brother help me! Mama Du growled frantically, her face muscles twitching, her eyes bulging like frogs, and her bloodshot eyes were full of bright red, If Your second brother is here, and you will never see me being bullied!

Du Ruoqi didn't say anything, but Du's mother collapsed quickly and burst into tears: I know your second brother is still blaming me, blaming me for being obsessed, believing that person, owes so much money to relatives, and borrowing loan sharks to let you Dad was so angry that he had a heart attack, I know I was wrong, why didn't your second brother forgive me... I really know I was wrong!

With a sour nose, Du Ruiqi said with tears in her eyes, Mom, don't make trouble. Brother didn't blame you. It wasn't your fault. Dad believed that person. He mortgaged the house and invested money in it. , he also stepped into a trap, didn't he! Don't think about it anymore, now your task is to get better soon, and then your brother will come to see you. You know, my brother is more cheered up now, and his spirit is better. He again I'm writing a song. It's a nice song. Let him sing it to you next time. By the way, he's still writing a novel. It's a very nice novel. I'll print it and bring it to you next time. My brother is so talented...

Following her daughter's narration, Mother Du gradually calmed down, and a satisfied smile began to appear on her face.

...

Du Caige rested for a few days, listening to songs, reading books, watching movies every day, and occasionally exercising with fitness equipment to completely relax.

It was not until the third year of junior high school that he started to be a hard-working porter again.

During the New Year period, the book's results have been very good, and the collection has maintained a very healthy increase.

It may be due to the fact that more people are reading books because they are idle at home during the New Year, and book reviews and rewards are on the rise.

Soon, the second recommendation came again. It was a category channel cover recommendation.

This is also a very good recommendation, indicating that the editor is quite optimistic about Zhu Xian.

But according to this trend, although Zhu Xian can be very profitable, it is absolutely impossible for him to earn 1.5 million per month.

This made Du Caige's mentality a bit broken.

After all, Du Yanqi thought he had other income, but he knew very well: no.

What else can you make money with?

Du Caige pondered for a long time that it was unrealistic and too late to make a movie.

But he came up with a good idea: he could write songs to sell!

He remembers thousands of classic songs, which definitely represent billions in revenue.

But after thinking deeply, Du Caige temporarily dismissed the idea.

It's not impossible to make money by writing songs, but it can't solve the urgent need.

Now he is not famous at all, and the songs he copied are really good, the first classics, but others don't know!

Why do others pay a lot of money to buy his songs!

In such a situation, how much can he sell for a song? One hundred thousand? Two hundred thousand? It is simply selling jade as cabbage.

If you want to maximize the revenue, it is best to find a well-known singer to cooperate, reach a sharing agreement, and authorize the other party to sing a few classic songs. When the song becomes popular, the sales of the other party's albums, commercial performances, selling ringtones, KTV buying copyrights... I have a share.

It is definitely not a dream to earn him tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions, for a song of fire.

But this is by no means a one-time thing.

Now I can't find a famous singer to cooperate with.

Although... the original owner seems to be an artist, and once had an agent.

But look at it, how long has it been since you traveled through, and how many people have contacted you?

It means that the original owner has cooled down.

So, this way does not work.

For the time being, the only way Du Caige could think of making money was to copy books.

Well, let's copy books quietly.

For several days, Du Caige worked very hard as a porter, and more and more manuscripts of Zhu Xian were deposited.

...

Sixth morning.

Du Caige went out with the garbage, ready to take out the garbage.

But I saw a figure sitting in front of the door opposite.

Du Caige has been traveling for a month, and he has never seen anyone coming in or out. He also guessed whether the person on the other side has gone abroad or moved to another city.

It can be seen from the door that the decoration on the opposite side is very luxurious, and the people who can live here are basically either rich or expensive.

Before entering the elevator, Du Caige couldn't help but look at the man more.

The figure was a woman, with her hands on her knees, her face resting in her arms, only a small half of her face was exposed, and it looked like she was fast asleep.

The opponent's body is petite and not tall. The ratio of the length of the legs to the height is very good, it looks particularly long, and the curves are exquisite. From the perspective of an old driver, the figure is definitely the devil's level.

Wearing a black trench coat with fur collar and a pair of Prada leather boots, it is very fashionable.

She shouldn't be too old, she looks like she's around 24 or 5 years old, with light makeup on. Judging from the small half of the face, the skin is good, fair and tender, and it should be quite beautiful. And a little familiar. Maybe when I met in the community.