"...That's it." Lin Xin was amazed, she felt that her IQ had been contempted, but she felt that she should have tested Ye Qingran's IQ back then, and now she would definitely not succeed if she tried to lie to her.

"Mom, what are you thinking?" Ye Qingran seemed to sense Lin Xin's thoughts.

"Ah, I didn't think about anything, hehehe, you must be tired, mommy will cook you some delicious food." Lin Xin came back to her senses, looked at Ye Qingran in front of her, laughed a few times, and found an excuse to escape.

"Hey, I've finally written half of this." Ye Qingran looked at the script in front of him, let's call it a script, put down his pen, and shook his hand.

An Yifei drifted over: "Let me see what you wrote."

Ye Qingran had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and put away the manuscript paper: "The Buddha said that it cannot be said, and it has not been revised yet."

Listening to Ye Qingran's words, An Yifei at this time probably already knew that Ye Qingran would not show it to herself, and looked curiously at the manuscript paper in Ye Qingran's hand, An Yifei left for now.

Seeing An Yifei's appearance, Ye Qingran breathed a sigh of relief. Under her fingers, "The Family of Gold Powder" was neatly written on it.

When the book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" was officially launched, as expected before, the published book caused a huge sensation. In this world, there are still many people who like martial arts, and compared with foreign countries, Chinese people are Every household loves to collect books, and the prices of books are considered cheap at this time.

"If calculated in this way, how much royalties should I get?" Ye Qingran suddenly thought of this, and she calculated in her mind that if she followed this trend, she could get millions of royalties at least. In the eyes of others Well, at this age, I got so much money, it should be a lot, but Ye Qingran knows that these are still a drop in the bucket compared to the plan he had in mind.

There are many things that can be done, but each of them requires a huge amount of money as a basis, such as making TV series and movies, and the amount of millions to tens of millions alone is enough to cause headaches.

Wait a minute, it's [-] now, well, it will be [-] in a few days, Ye Qingran remembered something, he can get money quickly later, but there is no funds yet.

"The script of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" will be released when the temperature of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" heats up further." Ye Qingran rubbed his chin. Now that the first volume of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is released with such momentum Huge, but she was already looking forward to going further.

Moreover, there are still some things to do, Ye Qingran thought for a while, and found a phone number, what she wanted might have to be found in the school.

"Training?" When An Yifei heard the news for the first time, she wanted to refuse, but the serious expression of the person in front of her made her hesitate: "Will mom be angry if she finds out?"

"It's fine if we keep it from her." Ye Qingran blinked at her, with a sly look, which made An Yifei want to cover her mouth and chuckle, she knew it.

"Then how do we get there? There are still classes in school." An Yifei thought of another question.

Ye Qingran tapped her fingers on the table: "On the weekend, we said that it's fine to go to a classmate's house to play. If my mother doubts it, we'll explain the truth."

"Is this considered cutting first and playing later?" An Yifei hummed and asked Ye Qingran with a smile.

Ye Qingran tilted her head and pondered: "This is called deception with good intentions."

"You have so many fallacies." An Yifei smiled sweetly.

Things went smoothly, Ye Qingran asked Fan Xiaopang, the only person Ye Qingran knew in the film and television industry was Fan Xiaopang, besides, Ye Qingran always believed in the usefulness of childhood friendship, so Fan Xiaopang was properly handed over to Fan Xiaopang. Called over.

"Do you know how busy I am? Just to find a teacher to teach your good sister to speak lines, you actually call me every day. You were not so diligent back then!" Fan Xiaopang's growling voice came through the microphone, full of lethality.

"Didn't you have no filming recently?" Ye Qingran's old godly voice.

Fan Xiaopang seemed to be stuck. After a while, she insisted: "Don't let me see you, or I will strangle you to death."

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Ye Qingran recalled the content of the phone call back then, just this weekend, she and An Yifei found a reason to come out, and there was already a car waiting at the gate of the community.

A young girl stood aside, with beautiful long hair falling straight to her shoulders. The girl waited for a while, and couldn't help playing with her long hair, drawing slightly shaking arcs with her fingertips. It seemed that she was anxious to wait.

Ye Qingran and An Yifei took a closer look, um, it's not necessarily a car, this, this means of transportation called a motorcycle, at best it's a car, she couldn't bear to lose Fan Xiaopang's face.

However, after Ye Qingran got close, Fan Xiaopang clapped the handle very arrogantly, she couldn't hold back that look, and bent down with a chuckle: "Where did you rent this car. "

"You don't care about me!" Fan Xiaopang immediately raised his eyebrows, but seeing Ye Qingran smiling happily, he became more and more unhappy: "Do you know the advantages of my motorcycle, just laugh!"

"Sister Bingbing, do you know how to ride a motorcycle?" An Yifei admired the heroic beauty in front of her.

This gave Fan Xiaopang an excuse to be proud, he tossed his long hair, and couldn't hide his fright under his exquisite face: "That's right, my driving skills are excellent, but I don't have time to learn the driver's license, otherwise I would have filed for it a long time ago." car."

But Fan Xiaopang always forgets that there is Ye Qingran who knows her very well beside her: "I heard that all your money is kept by Editor Fan and your mother, and I will give you some living expenses every month. Can you afford a car?"

"..." Fan Xiaopang was at a loss for words for a while.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ye Qingran frowned and looked at the motorcycle in front of her before Fan Xiaopang became angry. The three girls were all slender. Since I was filming just now, I lost a little weight.But how to say, three people sitting here should be able to accommodate, the only problem is, Ye Qingran looked at Fan Xiaopang: "Can you carry people?"

"I..." Fan Xiaopang suddenly froze, Ye Qingran took An Yifei's hand and took a step back when he saw the situation was not going well: "You don't know how to carry people, but you still drive a motorcycle over here, are you kidding me?"

"What's the matter with your disbelieving expression? I said you come up, and I promise I won't kill you." Fan Xiaopang was happy, and waved his hands at the two of them.

An Yifei was ashamed, and immediately stood in front of Ye Qingran: "Sister Bingbing, otherwise I'll take a car with Qingran, you, if you don't have confidence."

"Am I so obvious?" Fan Xiaopang stroked her chin, and her gesture still gave people a pleasing feeling.

"Yes, you really don't know how to do it. You still want to drive this to look cool." Ye Qingran expressed her helplessness towards Fan Xiaopang. However, she still likes this motorcycle because it looks pretty good after all. Among them, she is probably the only one who is familiar with this motorcycle.

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