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Qiaowen and Guan Zhenbao haven't been in touch for a long time.

Sometimes have to marvel at the mystery of fate, who would have thought, just less than a year, Guan Zhenbao from a downtrodden young master who lived by selling his ancestral property, turned into a new talent in Hong Kong City.

Receiving Qiao Wen's call, Guan Zhen Bao was obviously surprised, "Wen, what are you looking for me for?"

Jovian smiled, "Great writer, congratulations on the end of your novel serialization."

Guan Zhenbao said, "Oops, don't call me a big writer, it's weirdly embarrassing."

Jovian said, "You're supposed to be a big writer now, what's not to mean."

Guan Zhenbao laughed, "It's just luck, if it wasn't for Anan and you, I wouldn't have had the inspiration to write this novel." Saying that, he weakly asked, "By the way Ah Wen, was Ah Nan upset when he realized that I was modeled after him?"

Qiaowen said, "How could he not be happy? Just doesn't like to read the words and makes me dictate them to him every day."

Guan Zhenbao laughed out loud, "It's not like he lives on reading and writing, so don't force him to read the words."

Qiao Wen: "...... "Could it be that this matter of him forcing Chen Canaan to study is already well known? He coughed lightly and said, "I did want to ask you something when I called you."

"You say you say."

Qiao Wen: "Nan and I are going to invest in a movie, so we thought we'd simply adapt it directly from this novel of yours, so we asked if your movie adaptation rights have been sold out. And then want to invite you to be the screenwriter."

Guan Zhenbao was overjoyed, "Really? You guys are going to film this novel of mine? That's really great."

"So you haven't sold the rights to your movie adaptation yet?"

Guan Zhenbao: "Not yet, but I heard from newspaper owner Liu that several movie companies are asking, and he wants to compare the conditions before buying. If you guys want to buy it, I'll let him sell it to you directly."

Qiao Wen was originally happy when he heard him say that it hadn't been sold yet, but when he heard the words that followed, he felt bad and frowned, "Don't tell me that this novel of yours has already been bought out by the newspaper, right?"

Guan Zhenbao obviously did not think there is something wrong, answered quite joyful: "Yes, originally I was a thousand words of fifty manuscript fee, but serialized to half, Liu boss directly gave me 100,000 yuan to buy all the copyright. One hundred thousand dollars, I grew up so big, the first time to rely on their own to earn such a large sum of money. Speaking of which, I'm really lucky to have met such a fastidious person as Mr. Liu. How about this, I'll take you to see him tomorrow and ask him to transfer the movie adaptation rights to you."

Qiaowen reached out and rubbed his forehead, silently sighing, thinking that this former broad was, once again, being sold and helping to count the money.

This trope of the principal family of the Ten Thousand Evil Capital really hasn't changed in decades.

However, this can not blame Guan Zhenbao, 100,000 in this era is really a huge sum of money, he is not small but also really is a fledgling single stupid young people, encountered someone to take 100,000 to buy his work, will only think that other people know the pearls, which can think of people are in the pit him.

Unbeknownst to the public, a novel that sets the town on fire can generate more than $100,000 in publishing royalties over the next few years alone, not to mention a movie or TV show.

However, on the phone, he didn't say much to Guan Zhenbao, after all, to let this big young master, who had empty talent but didn't understand the world, know that he was being punked, it wasn't something that could be clarified in a sentence or two.

When he returned to the house, Chen Canaan was still holding up the English card and reading aloud, rather like having his head hanging in the air. Seeing him come in, he casually asked, "How was it?"

Qiao Wen shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "Young Master Guan transferred the copyright of the novel to the newspaper, and now this novel has nothing to do with him except for the right to sign his name."

Although Chen Canaan's belly was empty of learning, he could hear that this was not right: "Why?"

Qiao Wen laughed, "The boss gave him a hundred thousand dollars, he thought it was quite a lot and thanked people for it."

Chen Canaan snorted, "It's a miracle that Young Master Guan can live peacefully until now."

"I'll go to the paper with him tomorrow and see what happens." Jovian climbed into bed and wondered when he saw that he had put his card away but hadn't made a move to leave, "You're not going back to bed?"

"Well, this ...... will go back." Chen Canaan looked at him, as if in slow motion, and slowly got out of bed.

Qiao Wen burrowed into the thin quilt and watched him move a step only after a long time, a pair of dark eyes, still quietly glancing towards himself, smiled darkly and pretended to casually say, "Otherwise, you can sleep here."

Chen Canaan, who was originally moving at a snail's pace, had his eyes light up and instantly transformed into a whirlwind of lightning, jumping onto the bed in a single bound and burrowing into his comforter, as if he was afraid that he would back out.

Jovian laughed silently at the sight of his body collapsing into a straight line and reached over to turn the light off.

The room darkened steeply, and all small sounds were amplified.

Chen Canaan couldn't stop his heart from beating wildly again as he listened to the breathing next to him. It had been three months since his birthday, and he hadn't slept in the same bed with Qiao Wen again. After all, they are not brothers who grew up together, as if they can't find a reason to sleep together again, and he doesn't mean to take the initiative to do this, afraid that in case the other party can see that he has bad intentions.

But embarrassed as he was, his heart was still eager. So just now when Qiao Wen took the initiative to mention it, he was simply ecstatic.

And he was pretty sure that sleeping in a bed with Jovian like this now felt much different than it had before.

Just ...... special itchy scratching heart, but do not dare to move.

Qiaowen had wanted to fall asleep quickly, but he couldn't help that the guy's heartbeat was as clear as a drum in the night.

He sighed, reached through the covers, and gently patted his chest, saying, "Nan, it's not the first time we've slept in the same bed, so there's no need to be so nervous."

Chen Canaan: "????" So obvious?

Jovian added, "If you really can't sleep, get up and read a couple pages."

Chen Canaan that charming mind immediately subsided dressed, hurriedly yawned: "Of course I can sleep, I'm sleepy."

Knowledge is power - and true to form, after a few minutes, the beating heart turned into deep breathing.

Jovian laughed silently in the darkness, removing his hand from his chest and falling asleep as well.

Although the winter in Hong Kong City is far from the north, but at the end of December, there are also quite a few cool, which is just right, very beneficial to sleep.

The following morning, however, Jovian was awakened by the heat.

There was no other reason, only because Chen Canaan, who was like a furnace, had at some point hugged him with his hands and feet in his arms. The heat was only one thing, but the fact that there was something hard on his backside was a big deal.

He pushed Chen Canaan, "Brother Nan, go drain the water."

Chen Canaan woke up in a daze, and when he saw his movements, he instantly let go of the person in a heartbeat.

Jovian rolled over and deliberately looked down toward him.

This guy actually also shy up, perceived his gaze, hurriedly covered with his hand, blushing and said, "That ...... normal reaction."

Jovian smiled and nodded, "Well, that's what young people do."

After that, Chen Canaan occupied the restroom for half an hour, and it was self-evident as to what he was doing.

Guan Zhenbao, who received a phone call from Qiao Wen last night, was excited almost all night. After meeting with Qiao Wen, he immediately told him about the idea of staying up all night to come up with a plot adaptation.

Qiaowen appreciated his idea, he just didn't know if he could get the rights to the novel back.

As expected, Guan Zhenbao brought him to meet that Boss Liu, and after opening the door and explaining his intention, Boss Liu immediately said with a bitter face, "Guan Shaoshao, we certainly give priority to the friends you recommend, but you are indeed late. We've already talked to Teng Xing Film and will be signing the contract soon. They're a big company, if we back out in the middle, there's no way we can work together again in the future, I still hope that Young Mr. Guan can understand."

This newspaper owner is in his forties, wearing a pair of tortoiseshell-framed glasses, well-mannered, and looks like a man of letters; he is indeed a man of letters, except that a man of letters doesn't do much, but a man of letters does a good business.

"Huh?" Guan Zhenbao said sharply, "Then you tell them, just say that the original author doesn't agree."

Boss Liu said, "Guan Shao, you are a man of letters, I understand if you don't understand this. But the market has its own rules, your work now belongs to our publishing house, the other side is aware of this, this rhetoric is useless."

Guan Zhenbao sniffed and looked at Qiao Wen with a guilty expression.

Qiao Wen had expected that this would be the case, regardless of whether or not they had talked to the so-called Teng Xing Film, in order to raise the price, they would definitely say this.

Since he was prepared, he wasn't in a hurry, he smiled and said, "Since Boss Liu hasn't signed the contract yet, we'll add twenty percent to the price offered by Teng Xing Film, what do you think?"

Boss Liu snapped, "It's not a matter of money, it's a matter of sincerity." After saying that, he also looked at Guan Zhenbao.

Qiao Wen understood in his heart that the prices of industry transactions were kept secret, the original author would not know how much he was worth, but if he sold to a friend of the author, the price would inevitably no longer be a secret. Thus, even if his bid was twenty percent higher than others, Boss Liu would not be able to sell it to him.

He nodded, "Boss Liu is sincere in his business, and I respect that. In any case, if you change your mind, feel free to call me."

"Good good." Boss Liu nodded his head repeatedly, and after a few more polite words, he personally sent the person out the door, especially to Guan Zhenbao, that is called an attentive and warm - such a big money tree, can not be attentive?

After leaving the newspaper office, Guan Zhenbao drooped his unlucky face and hung his head in shame, "Ah Wen, I didn't know that you guys were going to make a movie, or else I wouldn't have sold all the rights to Boss Liu."

Qiao Wen looked at him and laughed, "Zhen Bao, you are a writer-literate, your works are your children, they are all priceless, don't ever permanently transfer ownership to someone else just because of immediate benefits. You see, The Brave World was originally your work, but now it's not up to you. Boss Liu is a businessman, not a living Buddha, giving you a hundred thousand dollars to buy out, not because he is cool, but because your work is far from being worth the price." He paused, with continued, "A good original script for a movie is worth tens of thousands of dollars, the rights to your best-selling novel that already has a large number of readers is going to be even more expensive than the script, and you have to believe in your own talent, your novel will surely become a classic, and after filming it once after a few years it can be filmed again, not to mention the constant stream of publishing royalties. Boss Liu takes a hundred thousand dollars to buy out your novel, and the money he can make is more than a hundred thousand times that."

Guan Zhenbao reacted quite quickly this time, looking at him in shock: "So Boss Liu is punking me?"

Jovian coughed lightly, "You can't say that, after all, it's what you want."

Guan Zhenbao sighed sadly, "That would be me being stupid."

Jovian smiled, "Anyway, it's only fair to find a way to get the rights back first, and then transfer the rights later on for a period of years, so you can't let anyone buy out your work in perpetuity. Including us."

Guan Zhenbao nodded, "I know." And hesitantly, "But it's already been signed, can I still take it back?"

Jovan asked, "Have you started work on the second installment of Bravehearts , yet?"

"Part 2 ?" Guan Zhenbao shook his head blankly, "The novel has already ended, there's no part two."

Jovian laughed, "Whether there was or wasn't, there can be now."

"Huh?" Guan Zhenbao looked at him uncertainly.

Qiao Wen said, "I'll arrange an interview for you tomorrow, you tell the reporter that you're working on the second part of Brave World , and the other person asks you where you're serializing it, you say that there are a few newspapers in talks, and it's not confirmed yet. You are Mr. Liu's cash cow, and this novel has doubled his newspaper sales. If he knows you're planning to write the second installment, he'll definitely come to you right away to talk about it. When the time comes, you'll make a condition that he'll sell the copyright back to you before you agree to continue serializing in his newspaper and hand over the publishing rights to him. You're his cash cow now, so there's a high probability that he'll agree, but the redemption price should be much higher than if you sold it to him."

Guan Zhenbao nodded, "That's fine, after all, people are businessmen, as long as they can negotiate a deal, consider it spending money to buy a lesson."

Jovian smiled, "It's good that you think so."

Guan Zhen Bao sighed, "It's still you, Wen, who has a solution, if it wasn't for you, I would probably have lost my family's fortune by now and been kicked out by the housekeeper to beg for food on the streets."

Qiao Wen laughed, "Zhen Bao, you're a truly talented person, don't be presumptuous." After saying that, he looked at his wristwatch and said, "Nan has a shoot on set this morning, do you want to go visit?"

Guan Zhenbao was surprised, "Nan went to become a star?"

Qiao Wen lost his smile, "That's not true, he went to be a martial arts instructor for a movie, and took his brothers to be a dragon and tiger martial arts instructor, which is also considered to be learning in the industry. His martial arts skills are also put to good use in the martial arts industry, which is better than fighting and causing trouble."

Guan Zhenbao nodded, "That's right."

The two rushed to the set, is shooting a jumping scene, because in the middle of the shooting, Qiao Wen did not go up to disturb, did not see Chen Canaan in the director's side, and then searched around, still did not see his figure.

Just puzzled, suddenly remembered something like, raised his head toward the third-floor window of the shooting, that is hanging upside down the window of the person, if not Chen Canaan who else can it be?

He hurriedly grabbed one of his minions who was watching from the sidelines and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

The little brother cupped his mouth and whispered back, "This scene was designed by Nan, but none of the other martial arts replacements could do it, so he took it on himself."

Qiao Wen's eyes jumped, only to see the person hanging from the window on the third floor, catching a swaddling cloth thrown out of the window, and in one smooth forward flip, turning around in the air, holding the swaddling cloth and landing on the sponge cushion on the ground.

Because of the clutter of light boxes and such around the area, the jumps clunked and streaked haphazardly.

After landing with a thud, the surrounding staff, immediately gathered around to check on the situation, and a startled Qiao Wen rushed forward, peeling away from the crowd to look at the man who had fallen to the mat, asking, "Nan, how are you doing?"

Chen Canaan rubbed his knee and waved his hand, "It's fine, it's fine. Huh, Xiao Qiao you're here?" He also asked director Sun Dayu loudly, "Director, how's it going?"

Sun Dayu rejoiced, "Perfect! Ah Nan you're too good!"