Several old people saw it, and they all felt heartbroken.
"Ouch! They've all turned into snowmen!"
"Quick, quick, quick! Come here and warm yourself by the fire!"
"San'er, come here quickly! It's warm here!"
Cheng Huanchong hurriedly jumped over and took off his snow-covered down jacket while stamping his feet to shake himself.
"Thank you, grandma! Thank you, grandpa! Wow! Grandpa, your gloves are so warm! These are great. Lend them to me first!"
Father Xue smiled lovingly: "Just use it, I'm not cold at all.
Come on, come on, stop jumping and sit next to me.
It’s very warm in here!”
Cheng Huanchong hurriedly came to the old man's side, rubbing his hands, face and legs.
"It's really cold outside! When we were at the subway station earlier, the temperature displayed inside was minus fifteen degrees.
Oh my God! It’s been so cold for a long time! The cold wind was blowing snow on my face, and I almost couldn’t walk! Fortunately, a snowmobile passed by just now, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to walk under half a meter of snow.
When I turned into the intersection, I happened to see my brother's car and I immediately bumped into his car and came back."
Liu Ying patted the snowflakes on her down jacket and said angrily: "It's such a cold day and you don't have to study, why are you running outside?
Isn’t it good to read, draw, play games and watch TV at home?
Look at you! Your nose is red from the cold!"
Xue's mother also agreed: "That's right! It's so cold outside that the water turns to ice, and there's heavy wind and snow.
People are constantly being told on TV not to go out, to stock up on food to eat at home, and not to go out unless it is absolutely necessary.
The highway and the airport were closed. It was said that the snowstorm was so heavy that they had to be closed.
If you don't eat, drink and play games at home, why are you going out in the cold weather?"
"There's nothing we can do!"
Cheng Huanchong chuckled and said, "I went out to do some work.
Normally, we usually communicate via mobile phone, but today I had to show up in person to sign with my ID card, so I had no choice but to run out.
If you can sleep in bed, who would want to go out to drink the cold wind and eat ice and snow?"
Wang Xiaoxiao stood up with support on his waist and poured him a glass of hot water.
"Come on, have a drink to warm yourself up."
Cheng Huanchong smiled and thanked: "Thank you, second sister-in-law."
Wang Xiaoxiao saw him smiling with unusually bright eyebrows, and couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?
Is there any big happy event?
Are the final grades out?
Look how happy you are!"
Cheng Huanchong held the water glass, his handsome and flawless face full of joy.
“What’s so exciting about final grades?
Anyway, I passed all the exams, and I’m not far behind.
But the big happy event is real! And it’s a very intuitive big happy event.”
"What's the big happy event?"
Liu Ying asked curiously.
Xue's father and mother hurriedly came over: "What's the happy event?
Have you got a girlfriend?
right?
Hey hey hey!”
"Really?"
Wang Xiaoxiao giggled and joked: "The third child is handsome, tall and talented. As long as he is not picky, there is no need to worry about not having a girlfriend! When did you date him?"
Cheng Huanchong: "..." So, he immediately raised his hands in surrender: "No, no! No! Let's stop guessing, okay?"
This is not my big happy event! I am a good student, I love learning, school, and labor, and I really don’t have the time to talk about love!"
Everyone immediately lost interest, and their eyes and attention immediately returned to the TV screen.
Cheng Huanchong smiled aggrievedly: "Don't you all ask what the specific happy event is?"
"Say it."
Father Xue spoke perfunctorily, his eyes still glued to the TV.
Cheng Huanchong smiled pitifully and tilted his head on his grandfather's shoulder.
"My new work won a grand prize, national level.
A film company plans to buy the copyright of my work, and the copyright fee was finally determined today."
Everyone immediately became interested and laughed happily.
"Oh! This is really a good thing!"
"It's amazing! My third child is awesome!"
"Ouch! I feel so proud to hear it! I'm so happy!"
Wang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but asked curiously: "Is the copyright fee determined?
How much?
Didn’t your new work just finish?
That’s great! I heard from Sister Tong before that the response was very good and very popular, and she also said that it would definitely sell for a big IP! She guessed it right!”
"What?
What IP?”
"What's the big deal?
What is that?"
Several old people pulled Cheng Huanchong and asked him questions, and they were all very excited.
Cheng Tianyuan came back after changing into his home clothes. When he saw everyone gathered around his young son asking questions, they were all smiling and couldn't help but come over too.
"What's wrong?
What's up?"
Cheng Huanchong smiled with his eyebrows arched and gestured with five fingers.
Wang Xiaoxiao guessed and asked: “Five million?
Yes or no?"
"As much or as little as you like!"
Dad Xue said excitedly: "If you sell the copyright and make it into a movie or TV series - that would be a great event! It doesn't matter how much the money is, your reputation will rise immediately!"
Liu Ying smiled with red eyes: "The third child has been painting all day, and he has to stay up late many nights, and his eyes are red.
It’s not easy! It’s not easy!”
Cheng Huanchong shook his head slightly and lowered his voice: "Fifty million before tax."
Ah!!!! Everyone: "..." Cheng Tianyuan asked in surprise: "Really?
so many?
Sell the copyright—how much money can you make?
is it possible?"
Wang Xiaoxiao was also very excited and nodded hurriedly.
"Dad, it must be true! Lao San's new work is very popular this time, and many channels are promoting his work.
I heard that his royalties for this work alone last month were hundreds of thousands! It’s not surprising that a big IP can sell for tens of millions!”
Cheng Tianyuan suddenly understood, but still couldn't believe it.
“I never thought you could make a lot of money by drawing those comics?
Didn’t we say before that it would be several thousand or hundreds a month?
Usually we only know that he draws some weird things, and we can't understand them at all - how can he make so much money!"
Cheng Huanchong raised his eyebrows confidently, his eyes full of pride.
"Dad, my work this time is a science fiction work.
The characters in future science fiction are indeed strange to you.
The most commendable thing about this work is that the plot is unique, novel and tortuous, which has always attracted readers.
After the company promoted it a few times, it quickly became popular.
Later, I promoted it through external channels, and the effect was very good. Subscriptions increased steadily, and my royalties also increased a lot.
A while ago, a cultural company approached the company to discuss copyright, but I refused at first.
This time it was a very famous and big company, and the royalties paid were generous enough, so I finally agreed.
The contract was signed this afternoon and the matter is settled."
"...Why are you saying it now?
This is a great thing!”
Cheng Tianyuan was happy for his son, and he was so excited that he couldn't speak at all: "It's such a cold weather! He didn't let us follow him, and he didn't bring any bodyguards with him, so he went alone.
You kid, why do you always keep it secret! It’s outrageous! It’s outrageous!”
Cheng Huanran, who had changed out of his down jacket and rushed over, couldn't help but joke: "Look! Dad is so happy that he doesn't even know what to say! Haha!"