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"Seven, seventy or eight hundred thousand." Tong Yan chose to tell the truth.

"Look, it's only seven or eight... 100,000!" Tong's mother screamed, not seven or eight thousand, but seven or eight hundred thousand!

Dad Tong continued to ask calmly: "Then how long have you been writing these seventy or eight hundred thousand words?"

"It's been more than four months."

"Four months are 120 days, and you count 720,000 words, which is equivalent to writing 6,000 words every day," Tong's father calculated one by one. "I remember that your 800-word essay takes about an hour. So how much time does it take for you to write these 6,000 words every day?!"

Tong Yan always felt that his update was slow, but he didn't expect that after his father calculated this way, he was not slow at all, with an average of more than 6,000 per day!

When Tong's father heard what Tong's mother said, she suddenly lost her face when she was so happy that Shanshan didn't dare to talk too much. Looking at her father's tone and mother's expression, she knew that the brother was going to be miserable.

Tong Yan also felt that the atmosphere was wrong. If he couldn't feel it at this time, he would be really stupid. His parents would definitely be proud of being able to publish a book, but the premise is that it will not affect learning, or to the minimum extent. However, after my father's analysis, Tong Yan needs six or seven hours of time to write every day. This is no longer a question of whether it will affect learning, but whether he is studying!

"No wonder your grades have dropped so much recently. It turns out that it is because of this!" Tong's mother seemed a little excited. Her appearance was more in line with Tong Yan's prediction of her mother's reaction.

Tong Shanshan thought that it might not be because of this, but she would not add fuel to the fire on her brother at this time.

At this time, Tong Yan had to explain, "Actually, it's not as slow as my father said. I'm now typing on a computer and can type 3,000 words per hour, so it only takes one or two hours a day."

"Computer?" Tong's mother and Tong's father looked at each other, and then Tong's mother said angrily, "You actually secretly ran out to surf the Internet!" Parents of this era always have various prejudices against Internet cafes and think that it is not a place where good children should go.

At this time, Shanshan stood up and spoke for the brother: "Dad, mom, brother has a computer himself."

Tong Hang and Liu Nian were already excited today. After hearing Shanshan's words, they were just a little stunned, and then followed Shanshan into Tong Yan's room numbly and saw a second-hand laptop on his desk that was not as bright as it was.

Tong Yan introduced: "This is the tool I use to write novels. The novel I write is not a literary work in the traditional sense, but an online novel published on the website."

"I spend an hour or two every night writing the novel content and publishing it online. Readers who like it will pay to read it. Then I share the income with the website. My income mainly comes from this aspect. Another part of the income is traditional physical book income, which is the book you just saw. If a publisher in Taiwan likes a book, it will publish a book to the author at a price of 1,000 words or a sales share. Now this novel only has the first volume, with more than 60,000 words. The content I wrote is enough to produce ten volumes. This item alone is a income of tens of thousands of yuan!"

What Tong Yan said is completely unfamiliar to Tong’s parents, so they no longer understand the Internet, let alone online literature. They even don’t know how to evaluate Tong Yan’s typing out nearly 800,000 words in a second-hand notebook in the late night and when people were quiet, they recognized one thing: the world is great, and the learning is the greatest!

"Son, do you know that you are a high school student? The top priority of high school students is learning!" Tong's mother said with great thought.

"I'm not not studying. I'm working hard to balance writing and studying, and my grades are enough to be a good one."

"But you could have gone to Tsinghua University and Peking University!" Tong's father shouted. This middle-aged man who was not good at speaking seemed a little excited!

Tong Yan also made a bold statement that he was about to attack the strongest academic institution in China. At that time, he had the capital, but now he no longer said that. Although it was a pity that he missed the college he liked the most, his success and fame on the Internet were satisfied with the family beauty at this time to offset this regret. Even if he was in an ordinary university, as long as he was still childish and as long as he could write stories that the public liked, Tong Yan was very satisfied.

"Dad, I think it doesn't matter to me which school I go to. My monthly income is more than 10,000 yuan. Even graduates from prestigious schools may not be able to achieve such high wages in a short period of time. So why do I still pursue the false reputation of prestigious students?" Tong Yan comforted his father with such words.

"We don't need you to make money now. We just hope that you can get into a good university and have a good future at that time." Tong's mother said.

"I will get into a good university, and I will have a good future, but I still want to make money now because I have the ability, parents, you are now pushing three-wheeled pancakes outside the hospital. Haven't you ever thought of putting down the store and becoming a decent businessman? Still Shanshan, Qingxian No. 1 Middle School has been ranked third from the bottom among all high schools in the city for three consecutive years. Their management has been rotten, and there are so many infamous things. Do you think you still have a future in such a school? Don't you want to go to Yangping No. 1 Middle School and take a prestigious university? At the speed of making money now, when you go to high school, as long as you don't get too bad, you will have hope of getting into Yangping No. 1 Middle School."

"Really? Am I really okay?" Shanshan was so excited that he was at a loss and entered his brother's alma mater to study. That was something she had never thought about before. Her academic performance was average, and her family conditions did not allow it, so she was too lazy to think about it. But now her brother told her that you can, and I can help you realize your dreams. How much she hopes that her parents will not cut off her glimmer of hope.

The palms and backs of hands are all flesh. Tong Yan is their precious son, and Shanshan is their pearl in their palms. Seeing her look, Tong Hang and Liu Nian and his wife couldn't say anything like not letting their son write books to make money.

Dad Tong snorted: "How do you make money now? You will definitely make money in the future? I don't understand writing novels, but it is normal to lose money and make money in business. Can writing novels ensure that you can always make money? Is this industry that good?"

In fact, at this time, Tong Yan was also very vague about the future of online novels. He only saw that he could earn a lot of royalties with his outstanding imagination and writing skills, but he never thought about the vitality of this industry. However, when my father talked about this issue, Tong Yan naturally had to give them a peace of mind.

"My parents, online novels are a new industry. It has not been ten years since their birth. Now it is just starting out. The previous online authors were writing for free, but they started charging a few years ago, so the authors began to earn income. At the beginning, 1,200,000 yuan per month was good, but now some people have earned more than one million yuan per year! I believe that one day I can go to that point, and even earn tens of millions per year, over 100 million yuan per year! My novels are now only selling electronic versions online, and there are traditional Chinese books in Taiwan. If they can publish simplified books in the future, they will make more money. If they can be adapted into TV series, comics or games, the income is even more unimaginable. In short, online literature has great potential!"

After saying that, Tong Yan thought about it, hey, I said it casually, and he looked very insightful. I am indeed a genius!
Chapter completed!