Originally, Chen Yin looked at his new book and his grades were quite impressive, and they far exceeded his expectations. If nothing unexpected happens, if the reward can maintain such a rapid increase, then he will get a royalty of about 20,000 to 30,000 yuan next time he issued a manuscript fee.

It is already terrifying to have so much royalties if you eat and reward books alone.

For Chen Yin, this is nothing more than a huge sum of money!

If he can get this royalty fee, then the crisis and embarrassment he is facing now will be lifted 99% instantly!

But the premise is... he can still stand it until the time comes. When he traveled through time, nothing left for him, but instead left a mess in a dilemma waiting for him to clean up.

He lived a terrible life during this period.

Although you don’t have to worry about eating, working in a landlord’s store is enough to make him eat free of charge, but other aspects are still a difficult point, and other expenses are also required in life.

For example, he is an author and wants to write, but he inherited the scrap keyboard that was so cheap that he sold 20 yuan in the past, and bought one and get three free meals, which has been completely scrapped.

Keyboard, this is the most important tool for the author to make a living.

So now, can anyone imagine how Chen Yin writes every day?

He squatted in the stairwell with his mobile phone in his arms and the WIFI codec downstairs that was stuck!

Not to mention how uncomfortable it is to write on your phone, and how much the mosquitoes in the stairwell of this damp and dark tube building like his food rations, just say that a person who just begs to give him a WiFi password downstairs can make him feel ashamed to death.

But it's too soon. This situation won't last long. Soon, he will be able to fly with the sky high.

Because the day after tomorrow, it was the day when he paid the first royalty fee!

There is no such thing as paying for wages or having money to earn when writing articles for a month. As long as the date comes, your book will be profitable and you will have the manuscript fee.

Can you imagine it? He is obviously one of the authors of Yuandian.com's current improvement, but he is still so miserable. He watches the rising popularity every day, but because the time has not come, he still lives a life that is not effective every day.

And now he has to face more fucking things.

For example, now, Chen Yin was still typing, squatting in the stairwell to endure the bites of mosquitoes, and his legs were almost numb. Suddenly, just as he was writing a climax plot, a phone rang.

This scared him directly, and his phone was almost smashed to the ground, not to mention that the literary thoughts were surging at the last moment, and the feeling of fire disappeared at this moment.

As soon as I saw the call, Feng Shicheng...

"orange?"

Chen Yinyi was surprised because he had never contacted him because he had traveled through time, but this was the first time, and it was finally here until now.

According to the information left by his predecessor, this person named Feng Shicheng is one of the most familiar people from Chen Yin's predecessor.

This is his college roommate, one of the special troops of the Guangjing male bedroom in Yangcheng that year.

He is also one of Chen Yin’s best brothers.

Chen Yin was a little worried about one of the best relationships with this predecessor. After all, the two were very familiar with each other. Wouldn't he have exposed the changes?

"Hey?" Chen Yin said hello in this way at the first time: "Orange?"

It is said that every university dormitory has a specific fat man, and Feng Shicheng is the fat man in their dormitory back then. Chen Yin and others called him "Orange".

Because Feng Shicheng has a homonym of this word in his name, and, because he was addicted to single sports in college and didn't like to go out, he was a complete otaku and was addicted to the second dimension, so he developed a body full of tonnage and looked very much like an orange.

"Hey, Chen Yin, I'm bankrupt, just lend me some money."

I was interrupted by writing and was in a very bad mood. At this moment, Chen Yin's face turned pale. He didn't even reply, and hung up the phone expressionlessly.

Then he complained: "SB."

As he was talking, Chen Yin waved his palms and slapped his calf with jingle in a flash.

Bang-

A large mosquito burst into a blood-red ball, and then he continued to lower his head, rubbed his slightly sour cervical spine, and then continued to write.

However, at this time, his phone rang again, and it turned out that Feng Shicheng's phone number was called again.

Chen Yin was really helpless now: "What's the situation with you? How could you borrow money from me? You didn't have a meal, right?"

Although everyone has graduated and goes their separate ways, because of the good relationship, they are still in contact. These roommates are basically clear about what Chen Yin is like, and they have helped Chen Yin many times without asking for rewards.

But now Feng Shicheng found him and said he wanted to borrow money?

He had a wool gray loaned him!

Faced with Chen Yin's answer, Feng Shicheng on the other end of the phone also became silent. After a while, a bitter smile came: "Yes, sorry, brother, my mind is almost over. I ignored this. I didn't remember it for a while, don't care."

Chen Yin also pondered for a moment, then asked, "What the hell is going on? Didn't you ask your family for some money to start a business? It was pretty good some time ago, why doesn't it sound very good now?"

"Don't mention it, you're desperate." Feng Shicheng sighed: "My company is bankrupt, so I want to borrow some money from you, repay the bank's loan, and then pay the employees' wages."

Is another aspiring young man with a dream of entrepreneurship but being hit by the market and reality...

"How much do you want to borrow? Didn't you go to find the eldest and the third brothers?" Chen Yin asked.

"I have found it, and they have borrowed it too. I mortgaged the house, but it's still a little bit." Feng Shicheng's condition can be said to be not very good, which is far from the optimistic fat man Chen Yin remembered.

"How much difference?" Chen Yin asked.

"38,000..." Feng Shicheng replied, not expecting Chen Yin to be able to take it out. It was just that he had not seen his old friend for a long time, and finally had the opportunity to have a chat again.

However, when Chen Yin heard this number, he was silent.

He silently opened his data page and slid to the interface of royalty budget.

There is a big number there.

Monthly royalty: 35,000 (waiting for distribution)...

Chen Yin did not hesitate, took a deep breath, and made up his mind and said, "Let's do this, Orange, can you wait for me for two days? The day after tomorrow, I will give you 35,000, and there are 3,000 left. If you think of a solution yourself, how about it?"

"you...."

Feng Shicheng was shocked: "Where did you get so much money?"
Chapter completed!