In the coffee shop, Editor Jingguchi of the Youth Cultural Center has been waiting for Nan Wukong for about ten minutes.
Looking out the window, a young man with glasses walked over slowly. It was impossible for anyone to come to the coffee shop with nothing to do at this time, and there was only the person he was waiting for.
Nan Wukong entered the coffee shop. There was only one middle-aged uncle in the whole store. Nan Wukong walked over and asked: "Uncle, are you the editor?"
Editor Iguchi was a little embarrassed and said: "Yes, it seems that you are the author of "Your Name"."
Don’t I just have a little less hair? I’m only 2 years old, so why am I already an uncle?
Nan Wukong was sitting opposite the editor at Jingkou. After the waiter came over and ordered a cup of coffee, Nan Wukong formally discussed the signing of the contract with the editor at Jingkou.
Although the editor-in-chief agreed to Nan Wukong's conditions, the condition he gave was that the film and television adaptation rights could not be given away, because this novel is like a script and can be directly used to make a movie. The plot is so exciting that the editor-in-chief liked it very much, so he gave in.
Very big.
The editor-in-chief gave such a high evaluation that Iguchi had to take it seriously.
Be polite and cautious...
Nan Wukong looked at the editor at Jingguo, who was also looking at him, but there were some doubts at Jingguo about whether such a calm guy was really a high school student?
“What would I get in return if I gave up the film and television adaptation rights?”
Jingguchi's eyes lit up and he was just waiting for your words!
"One hundred thousand signing fee and 0% dividend from the movie box office."
"Less!" Nan Wukong shook his head, obviously dissatisfied with this dividend condition.
Editor Iguchi frowned and said: "You have to know that the average author only gets 15% of the dividends even if his work is made into a movie. We are also taking risks in the decision to make an animated movie."
Of course Nan Wukong knew that he had checked it out a long time ago, but he still shook his head: "As far as I know, this type of work has not yet appeared. Whether it is creativity or plot, it is worth your risk."
In the end, Jingguchi came up with the bottom line given by his immediate boss: "Three hundred thousand neon coins, but the maximum box office dividend can only be 5%. Any more will be impossible!"
"Okay!" Nan Wukong agreed to this condition. If it weren't for the fact that he was a little tight on money, he would still want to take a little more risk. You must bargain with merchants on price, and you can't lose your way because of a little sweetness. If you are not careful, you will lose more profits.
"Okay, now we can talk about publishing." Iguchi breathed a sigh of relief. He was given a one-stop service for publishing novels, turning them into comics, and then producing animated films. It was really his first work to receive such treatment.
"I uploaded the latest chapter yesterday, that's the whole plot."
Of course Jingguchi knew that. He had been looking at it all night yesterday, but he didn't notice that there were still dark circles under his eyes.
Well, because the other person's skin color was too dark, Nan Wukong really didn't notice that this person had dark circles.
What's the name of Kenzo Iguchi? It would be better to call him Heiji Hattori!
"That's why I am determined that this work will be a big hit." Through the data analysis of the website, Iguchi is confident, of course, the premise is that it is only a light novel.
Looking at the contract brought by Jingguchi, more than half an hour passed in a flash. Finally, Nan Wukong signed the contract. After signing this contract, "Your Name." published on the website will also become a paid model.
"We will notify you when the novel is published. If possible, I also hope that you will adapt the comic as soon as possible."
"Okay, I will do it as soon as possible. I will send you the bank card number later." Nan Wukong left the coffee shop immediately. Of course, he would not pay the bill.
"I'm so impatient..."
Jingguchi looked at Nan Wukong's leaving figure and couldn't understand why he had to ask for publication as soon as possible. Although he seemed calm and calm on the surface,...
Of course, Nan Wukong needs to be more impatient. Although he can stay in this world for a long time, don't forget that he is still a lord. His territory also needs to be developed. His territory cannot be self-sufficient and needs some food.
Imported from other lords.
Although it was early summer when he left, the territory he was in was a bit colder due to the climate. The temperature would drop sharply in late summer, so the harvesting time had to be earlier, and the sowing naturally had to be earlier.
According to the records that Nan Wukong has seen in the territory in recent years, every year due to the cold weather, many people in the territory freeze to death due to lack of food and clothing.
Naturally, Nan Wukong didn't want to see such a situation, so he had to rush back to farm! We happened to be in a modern society, and collecting seeds and some sowing tools to bring back to develop the territory and improve efficiency was what a lord should do.
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It was already noon when we returned to Sakurasou. After leaving the coffee shop, Nan Wukong went to the bank to apply for a bank card and couldn't wait to send it to the editor at Iguchi.
When I returned to the newspaper office, I went directly to see the editor-in-chief. The Mediterranean editor-in-chief had some unique looks. He had a pointed head, a "Shen"-shaped face, a short stature, and an island-style mustache. He looked very wretched.
"How are things going?" the editor asked with squinted eyes.
"It has been signed." Iguchi replied respectfully.
"That's good, you will be solely responsible for this work."
As soon as the editor-in-chief spoke, Iguchi's eyes lit up, which meant there was money to be made!
"Thank you editor-in-chief for your cultivation!"
The editor-in-chief waved his hand, Iguchi left the room, and carefully closed the door.
"There haven't been any new female authors recently, and it's really getting harder and harder to be the editor-in-chief."
The editor-in-chief was sitting in his seat, looking at what looked like a newspaper from the outside, but from his direction it looked like a swimsuit magazine, his eyes narrowed and he muttered.
Jingguchi outside looked very nice, with a smile, and his expression did not change when he received the bank card number from Nan Wukong.
In the afternoon, Nan Wukong received the remitted 00,000 neon coins, and now he breathed a sigh of relief.
An Xin is writing a new work, but he is not in a hurry to publish it. Even if he does publish it, he does not intend to publish it on the same website. Eggs cannot be put in the same basket.
After writing until school time, Nan Wukong went to pick up Mashiro. Mashiro was already waiting at the school gate, but there was no one who didn't open his eyes to talk to Mashiro.
Nan Wukong didn't know that in the past two days when he hadn't come, some bad remarks about him had been spread in his class, such as "part of the weirdo concentration camp", "bad boy", etc., and Mashiro, who was always with him.
He was also kept away from others because of his "cold" personality.
If you don't fit in with others in Neon, you will be attacked by some rumors, and even be isolated and bullied. However, Mashiro doesn't care about that. What's better is that she has heard herself being talked about.
Anyway, geniuses are geniuses, but they are different from ordinary people. Their works have all been exhibited in the UK. If you want to talk to someone of this academic level, you can only talk behind their back. Do you have the qualifications to interview them in person? But Nan Wu
Sora is different. His grades are mediocre, and even if he is good-looking, he is maliciously promoted by male classmates who are jealous of his looks.
Nan Wukong was looked at like a giant panda at the school gate. Not knowing why, Nan Wukong looked at his clothes and touched his face in confusion and found that there was nothing wrong.
Why are you all looking at me?
When Mashiro left, the feeling of being noticed became even more obvious. Unable to bear it, Nan Wukong glared at the two women and one man beside him and said, "Look at your sister!"
The three people's expressions changed with fright, and they left in a hurry for fear of being bullied by the bad boys.
Just then the system suddenly made a sound...(To be continued)