"No wonder all the tips and subscriptions for my works increased so much today!"
Li Peifeng flashed a smile, then checked the new ssages on TT, his grin growing wider.
He’s tired of hearing praise from female fans, but complints from colleagues are even more gratifying, especially since most of those chatting with him are female authors...
"Wow, Peifeng, did you get platinum?"
"When did this happen? Why didn’t you say a word?"
"Omg, you signed platinum and went underwater? That’s so low-key!"
"(photo) Peifeng, is this you? Your reader posted this in my fan group, saying this is you in person! I don’t believe it!"
"(smirk) Ah, he’s really a guy? And so handso?"
"Fake, definitely fake, which online writer could be this handso? Especially those writing for the female audience!"
"It should be real, this has been spreading like wildfire these days; Yi Liang Feng hosted an offline fan etup, many of his female fans t him, and so fans who read my books also posted their pictures with him in the group, saying he’s really handso."
"Ahhh! @Yi Liang Feng, I’ll give you two million, be my CPDD, if not enough I’ll add more!"
After that, he couldn’t look anymore. Li Peifeng seldom bubbles up in these female author groups, he’s usually focused on typing away, and doesn’t participate when these female authors chat and banter in the group, so he’s not very familiar with them. At this mont, he just took a quick glance, then shifted his attention to other private ssages or friend requests.
Apart from book fans and colleagues, three people who added Li Peifeng were claiming to be online dia bloggers, wanting to interview him either in text or video. For such opportunities to boost his fa, Li Peifeng welcod them all, accepted the friend requests, and started chatting with one blogger who was still online.
Then Xia Sheng, his editor, sent him another ssage...
"I added you to the platinum writers’ group, please accept and say hello."
Li Peifeng clicked his mouse, entered the group nad ’Platinum Club’, sent a greeting emoji, and subrged again, then started chatting with Xia Sheng: "Brother, why are you still awake this late? You’re working too hard."
Editor Xia Sheng: "Not hard, just unlucky."
Editor Xia Sheng: "Let’s talk business; next week, your book ’Matriarchy’ should have a strong hopage push, and several completed books will gradually get so recomndation slots."
Yi Liang Feng: "Grateful, heart you."
Editor Xia Sheng: "How many words till the end of ’Matriarchy’?"
Yi Liang Feng: "Less than two hundred thousand words, I’ve got sixty thousand in stock, just need to write one big plot and wrap it up."
Editor Xia Sheng: "Good, before it finishes, I’ll try to get you a couple of good recomndations; after finishing this book, think about a new one, but strongly advise against shifting to the male audience with that fantasy idea; better to write for a female audience."
Yi Liang Feng: "I have a dream... still want to switch to writing for males."
Editor Xia Sheng: "Then write under a pseudonym because you’re a platinum in the female audience. Contract-wise, if you write for males, you won’t get promotion privileges; you start from scratch, competing for recomndation slots just like a newcor. If writing under a pseudonym, if it flops, it doesn’t affect the pen na ’Yi Liang Feng’."
Yi Liang Feng: "If I switch to a pseudonym, is the manuscript royalty still seventy-thirty? And the film rights and other royalties, are they under platinum or A-contract terms?"
Editor Xia Sheng: "Under A-contract terms."
Yi Liang Feng: "Then I’ll write with the main account."
Editor Xia Sheng: "(angry) You really got cocky! May your flop be as tragic as possible, realize reality and co back to continue writing for the female audience!!"
Yi Liang Feng: "(crying) You have so little faith in ?"
Editor Xia Sheng: "I’m stating facts, I even feel your new book might struggle to even get contracted, those male audience editors probably won’t give it a glance. But don’t worry, if they don’t take you, I’ll imdiately cross over channels to sign you, trying to secure a contract before your series gets too long and unfinished."
Yi Liang Feng: "Are you insulting ?!!"
Yi Liang Feng: "Go on, insult more! The harsher you degrade , the greater the chance the new book becos a hit!"
Editor Xia Sheng: "(sinister smile) Want to prove wrong? Impossible. May your new book hit it big, switching from female audience platinum to male audience, conquering it with one book, earning a platinum contract again, creating Endpoint Group history, becoming the first author with platinum contracts in both genres!"
Yi Liang Feng: "Then I’ll take your auspicious words~"
Editor Xia Sheng: "You really dare to dream..."
"Click~"
While Li Peifeng was chatting, the bedroom door quietly opened, and he glanced towards the gap.
"Shh~"
Xu Manning gestured to be quiet, wearing only two pieces of lingerie, barefoot, tiptoed into the room, closed the door carefully, then looked at Li with bright eyes: "Still typing this late?"
Li Peifeng was startled for a mont, then grinned and said: "Ah, mainly waiting for you."
"Waiting for for what?"
Li Peifeng raised an eyebrow: "You tell ."
"..."
Xu Manning blushed slightly, didn’t reply, but opened her right hand to reveal a rectangular car key: "You both have a key, you can use it freely, the insurance lasts until next August."
"Thanks, love."
Li Peifeng happily accepted the car keys, while Xu Manning turned around to sit on the edge of the bed, looking left and right, up and down.
"Is she sleeping?"
"Yeah, sleeping soundly."
Li Peifeng naturally understood this hint, decisively shut down the computer, took off his shirt, got up and sat beside Xu Manning, hugged her, and then...
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