novelaction Chapter 1320 The Professor Who Steals Beauty 6
Chapter 1320 The Professor Who Steals Beauty 6
A group of people watched and sighed, while also pondering to themselves—
I thought the old gods were dead, but I didn't expect them to hold back for a year and then give us an explosive start.
Hey ~
annoying!
How can it be so beautiful?
Update soon!
Only 30,000 words, who could possibly read that?
Then, people frantically urged for more updates in the comments section, and the amount of donations skyrocketed. The total number of words in the comments section was more than the main text.
"It exploded! It exploded!"
Looking at the data for "Sea Burial," Qiu Shui couldn't help but burst out laughing.
It's hard not to laugh.
In less than a day, her share of the profits from the book's tips alone had already surpassed 100,000 yuan this month. And there are still five days left until the end of the month!
Five days!
Breaking the 500,000 mark is not a dream!
"Hahaha……"
Qiu Shui refreshed the data every thirty seconds, and her laughter was clearly audible to the editors in the sweet romance group in the next office.
[Author, please update soon! I'm itching to write more!]
Did the person behind them die? Update soon!
[Author, is your draft locked away in an underwater tomb? Give me a shovel, I'll go pry it open.]
[One day, with a sword in hand, I'll slaughter all the idiots in the world. I'm so anxious! .jpg]
【Author, I can't sleep. I can't sleep without a next chapter, are you happy now, you heartless woman! o(╥﹏╥)o】
Looking at the flood of requests for updates from websites and media accounts, Shu Jiao couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and let out a slightly mocking laugh.
[Shu Jiao]: Due to busy filming schedule, novel updates are irregular. Please forgive me.
Netizens:? ? ?
[Eating melon fish]: Yes, yes, editor Shu, the right thing to do is to hurry up and bring out the movie!
【My goodness!】: Bullshit. Don't listen to their nonsense, author! Hundreds of millions of readers are waiting for the update!
Soon, viewers who wanted to watch the movie and readers who wanted more updates started arguing in the comment section of Shu Jiao's account.
The argument was incredibly passionate.
Thirteen states, with nearly 80 billion people, are all online in the same domain.
It would be strange if it weren't lively.
Even 003 was distracted, arguing with people online and sending a lot of virtual gifts to Shu Jiao.
Shu Jiao: ???
"You're free?"
"Nope."
003 stroked its most beloved mahjong tiles, "Playing mahjong, hehe~ They tried to team up to beat me, but I turned the tables on them. No one can defeat me with my top-tier mahjong tiles!"
Shu Jiao: ...
Shu Jiao slowly raised her thumb. "Not bad, you have ambition."
"That is."
"If you lose, I'll give you another two hundred; if you win, you have to share two hundred with me."
"Okay."
003 agreed without hesitation, and even said very readily, "If I only win two hundred, I'll give you twenty."
"...Dear Commander, thank you for your generosity."
"You're welcome, dear host sister, your system is currently dominating the battlefield for you!"
After a brief chat, 003 returned to its "main battlefield," while Shu Jiao remained on set, sitting in a chair watching the actors come and go.
Tsk~
It's truly a feast for the eyes.
The beauties of this era are truly beautiful, without any exaggeration.
Like her lead actress, Cao Yuxin, she has a gentle and charming face, with willow-leaf eyebrows and almond eyes. When she smiles, it's like a gentle spring breeze, tender and sweet.
The male lead, Ander, has handsome eyebrows and bright eyes, a high nose bridge, broad shoulders and long legs, and a very upright figure.
honestly……
The fact that the original owner never engaged in any underhanded dealings over the years only shows that she had strong principles and a clear bottom line.
He could walk among a group of beauties without a single petal touching him.
Fortunately, the technology is very advanced these days, and the actors selected by Yi Xin are also very strong, so there won't be any NGNG after NG, and the filming will never be able to continue.
The actors were very cooperative.
Anyone with a brain knows this movie is destined to be a huge hit. If they cooperate, their market value will skyrocket.
Driven by the desire for popularity, market value, and future prospects, they unleashed a remarkably high level of fighting spirit.
The overall shooting went very smoothly.
Shu Jiao was simultaneously following the film crew, teaching her students, and writing her book, "Sea Burial."
A constant stream of unknown creatures, and bizarre and unusual countermeasures.
Every single detail resonates deeply with readers.
[A white jade coffin, agarwood incense, and all four pillars of destiny indicating a yin-type death.]
[The red-clad figure is treacherous, the infant spirit is malevolent; heed the call, do not turn back...]
Inside the white jade coffin lay a corpse, its mouth holding a glowing bead, as if it were still alive, and one could even feel the warmth of its skin.
On top of the coffin was a Bagua mirror.
"Xu You, Xu You..."
"Wanderer, wanderer..."
Suddenly, familiar calls rang out from all directions.
With a "thud," I awoke to find the coffin-suppressing mirror shattered on the ground, faintly emitting black mist. When I looked down again, the woman in the coffin had opened her eyes.
"hey-hey……"
She smiled sinisterly, staring at me as I chewed the Soul-Stabilizing Pearl in my mouth.
I knew that once she finished eating, it would be the end of my life.
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Readers: ? ? ?
What about behind?
What happens next?!
Fueled by resentment, he frantically tapped that yellowish-brown button while sending messages to urge him on.
[My God, that scared me to death. Can someone who's been dead for a thousand years really come back to life?]
How do I determine Yin and Yang in the Four Pillars of Destiny? If I am Yin, am I more susceptible to being possessed by evil spirits?
[Please, please feed me one more bite! (Begging.jpg)]
[A coffin-suppressing mirror? Hmm! I know, last year when I was doing archaeological work with my advisor, we did find a mirror on a coffin. Could it really be a coffin-suppressing mirror?]
[Really? Is the author a realist?]
Shu Jiao looked at it for a while, then became puzzled.
No?
What's the situation with my colleagues?
With "Burial at Sea" being so popular, why hasn't anyone copied it? Are the other artists really that bad?
"Host sister, you have not granted the right to create content."
Seeing Shu Jiao's confusion, 003 spoke up to remind her, "The copyright protection in this world is very comprehensive. If a new genre is created and the right to create it is not open, then it cannot be copied. Otherwise, not only will all income be confiscated, but huge infringement fees will also be paid."
How huge is it?
That is 20% of the total revenue from legitimate copyrighted works.
With "Sea Burial" racking up nearly ten million in tips in just one month, who would dare to write it? If you cross the line, you'd be lucky to avoid going bankrupt.
Shu Jiao suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, I see."
I thought my competitors were failing, but it turns out they were just afraid they couldn't afford to pay the compensation.
Shu Jiao immediately logged into her account and applied for permission to create content.
Incidentally, she also took the film "Red Dress," which she and Yi Xin had meticulously created, to the audience.
I didn't choose a good day.
Anyway, it will be released as soon as it's filmed and edited, and will be shown simultaneously in 13 states cinemas, with tickets priced at 35.
Cinema promotional price: 19.9.
On the first day, the theater was 100% full, and the theater was so happy that it was grinning from ear to ear. They quickly increased the number of screenings of "The Red Dress".
Skip the beginning.
The film opens with a gloomy sky, a faint fog, a moss-covered well, a rocking chair that moves without wind, and a woman in red hanging from an old locust tree by the door.
"Crunch... crunch..."
The rocking chair emitted a decaying wail.
"Tick tock..."
A drop of blood fell from the hem of her skirt, seeping into the cracks of the bluestone slabs, and then fell into a deathly silence...