Ning Kaicheng's phone call opened Qin Fan's good mood for the rest of the day.

After all, it is the first pot of gold in this life, and I am happy when I should be happy, and I am happy when I should be happy.

And this good mood makes him full of enthusiasm for everything he does, and this kind of reward can be worth the feeling of paying, which is really wonderful.

I spent the whole afternoon sorting out the outline of the last nine volumes of "Persona of the Nine Courtyards", and when it was time, I went out to take a shower by myself.

even spontaneously and consciously ran to the kitchen to help with the dishes and chopsticks.

Qin Yuejin sat in his place and swallowed the clouds, squinting his eyes to see his son running in and out as if he had been doped.

Liu Fengying stood in front of the stove and glanced at her husband, and both saw a deep doubt in each other's eyes.

It wasn't until the family sat down that Liu Fengying couldn't help but ask the curiosity in her heart.

"Son, what are you so happy about? Speaking out also makes my parents happy.

Qin Fan glanced at his mother proudly, and then at his father who was in the 'clouds', and then replied leisurely:

"The book I wrote is about to be published."

"Really?" Liu Fengying exclaimed in amazement.

The two of them have always known that Qin Fan was writing novels, and she also read a few chapters out of curiosity, but she didn't see anything famous.

Why did you suddenly say it was going to be published?

"Really? It can't be a liar, right?

Qin Yuejin squinted his eyes and looked at his son, for fear that his stupid son would be deceived and he would have to help him count the money.

"Don't worry, it's the kind of big publishing house that has published a lot of novels."

Qin Fan said with a smile.

It's no wonder that the old couple don't believe it, this mobile phone is not smart yet, there is no way to read e-books, computers are not popular, and those who can afford computers must be middle- and upper-class people.

So online novels are not very popular, like the novels that people of his parents' age know, that is, the ones that are in the library.

Like Mr. Wu's "Journey to the West", Mr. Cao's "Red Mansion", and Mr. Jin's "Shooting the Condor", his parents can definitely talk about it.

But if you ask them about popular online novels like "Silent at Night", "Dream of River Willows", and "Double Pupil", they must be confused.

And under the influence of classic novels, they may not be able to see the grotesque and magical storylines of online novels.

Just like Comrade Liu Fengying felt that the "Persona of the Ninth Academy" he wrote was not very good.

"Okay, just know it in your own heart."

Qin Fan heard his father's trust in him and wanted to blurt out, 'I believe that your son is not wrong', but he was blocked by his beloved father's next words.

"Anyway, your mother is still young, if you are deceived, I will have another one with your mother."

After Qin Yuejin finished speaking, he smiled and took a deep puff of cigarette.

Liu Fengying also echoed on the side, "Then dare to be kind, let's have another girl."

Qin Fan looked at his father in disbelief with big eyes.

Listen to it! Is this human speech?

If it weren't for the fact that the eyebrows and eyes of the two of them were carved out of a mold, he would definitely suspect that he had sent them when he pulled the phone line at home.

You can just smoke hard, and when the results come out in a few days, you can only pump air.

What an old wretch!

"How much is the publisher willing to pay for your novels?"

Liu Fengying laughed for a while before calming down and asked.

"I made an appointment with them to meet tomorrow, but the reserve price in my heart is 1.2 million."

As soon as Qin Fan's words came out, the old couple were stunned, and they realized that their son might be dreaming.

"It's still 1.2 million, 1200 is good!"

Liu Fengying said with a smile, obviously not taking her son's words to heart.

The monthly salary of the couple working hard in the factory is only about 800.

As soon as the son opened his mouth, it was their salary for more than 100 years.

If it was true, then their family would not have to work hard, just lie at home every day and wait for their son to write a novel.

"Tsk! Am I so untrustworthy?

Qin Fan swallowed a mouthful of green vegetables angrily and asked with bared teeth.

"Huh! My son is angry, okay, okay, then my parents will be waiting to enjoy happiness in the next life, you fight for some anger and strive to change a big house for our family before graduating from college.

Liu Fengying smiled and fished a chicken leg from the chicken soup for her son.

Qin Yuejin was also very cooperative, and gave him a chopstick bean sprout.

The two of them are like coaxing children.

......

At two o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Qin Fan rode his bicycle out, which was basically the hottest time of the day.

At 12 noon, the sun shines directly on the ground, and the ground and air are strongly heated, but the ground emits less heat.

After 12 o'clock, the temperature of the ground continues to rise, and at 2 o'clock, the temperature of the ground does not rise until the heat emitted by the ground is equal to the heat supplied by the sun.

Qin Fan will ride a bicycle on the road without trees to block him, Rao is he feels that his skin is rough and thick, and he also feels that the back of his neck is hot, as if it is burning.

It even felt like smoke was going to come out of my head.

It seems that I have to get a driver's license and buy a car as soon as possible.

Qin Fan sighed, and the speed under his feet increased a little more.

Daxue Road is not close to the machine tool factory community, but Jianghan University is also a major landscape in Jiangcheng, and there are even more people going there than going to 'the world's first pedestrian street'.

Because there is the most famous cherry blossom forest in China, many people are even willing to travel thousands of miles in order to appreciate the romance.

As a Jiangcheng person, he can also be regarded as the host, and he can't bring people to the corners.

It was only 2:40 when he arrived at the Qiandu Coffee House, and there were only a few tables of guests on the first floor, so Qin Fan picked a seat that could see the door and sat down.

Although it was about three o'clock in the afternoon, it was impossible for him to step on it.

Although he didn't want to give the impression that the other person was eager to make a move, it was the most basic politeness to arrive at least fifteen minutes early.

Not long after the coffee came up, he saw a man and a woman walk in the doorway.

The man's hair is casually combed, but the straight back and off-white polo shirt and trousers are simply the standard for modern successful people.

The woman wore slightly curly hair, wore a dark green knee-length dress, and stepped on black high heels, and the whole person looked elegant and generous.

Qin Fan could almost tell at a glance that these two people were the people he was waiting for.

But before he could wave to the two, their eyes swept over him towards the rest of the room.

After all, it was a coffee house, and there were people holding the thick book "A Brief History of Time" reading, of course he wouldn't make a sound.

Just watch them quietly, and turn their gaze when they can't find their target.

Of course, if they were about to walk towards the wrong person, he still needed to come up and disturb him.

However, Ning Kaicheng's eyesight surprised him a little.

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