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Chapter 24

Seven or eight million, then he has to fight until...he is almost forty years old this year, and he has to fight until he is 120 to save seven or eight million.

Jiang's mother opened her mouth and looked at Jiang Huan. This was the meat born in her stomach.

A little strange.

It seemed that overnight, the clumsy little penguin-like little dumpling grew up.

He could bounce back when he stumbled on her lap, and he could cry for a long time while sitting on the ground.

Now he is taller and stronger than her and his father.

Also thinking about sheltering Zaituo from the wind and rain, Zaituo can already hold up a world.

In an instant, she felt that life passed too fast, and both her and his father were getting old.

Jiang Huan didn't know his parents' feelings. He said to Jiang's father, "Dad, I've been typing for a few hours. You should call someone first to arrange things. At three o'clock, I will go to the street with you.Want to do something."

Jiang's mother didn't say that she would save the money for Jiang Huan. Jiang Huan had too much idea, and she couldn't hold his idea now.

It is a good thing for her son to be promising, and she hopes that while her son is promising, he can also be safe and sound.

Jiang Huan opened the file and began to type. Jiang's father came out of the fire cabinet, wearing black cotton shoes. These shoes looked like a big loaf of bread. They kept warm, but they were ugly.

It's not as good-looking as Jiang's mother washed and dried Jiang Huan's shoes on the shoe rack.

Of course, the warmth retention property of cotton is still not as good as that of real fur. Cotton absorbs water vapor and regains moisture, while fur has much smaller characteristics.

Jiang's father went to ask the village master who can do this kind of work to help, but Jiang's mother turned off the TV and did not disturb Jiang Huan.She hooked her shoes, and she went out too.

I caught a duck and cut its neck to let it bleed, threw it in a basin and poured boiling water on it, and then began to pluck its hair.

Jiang Huan didn't like chicken when he was young, but he liked duck.Therefore, in general, rural families feed more chickens and less ducks, but their family has more ducks and less chickens.Sometimes the weather is hot and the chickens don't lay eggs, so we have to go outside to buy eggs and eat them.

Jiang Huan tapped the keyboard, one plot after another unfolded on the document following his train of thought.People's yearning and pursuit of a better life is endless.And hard work is indispensable in this process.

Jiang Huan is struggling now.

The imperial capital needs to buy at least three houses to live in, and also wants to buy a few houses for investment.This expenditure is at least tens of millions.

The house in the family needs to be rebuilt and set at one million.

Jiang Huan currently has more than 300,000 deposits.

Although the book "Rebirth of the Little Wife of the Nongmen" should be worth 300,000 yuan after tax after the serialization of Dalvjiang and the magazine, but that will be after the Chinese New Year.

Jiang Huan felt that he was short of money now.

Suddenly, felt that the development path of writing novels needed to be accelerated.

Compared with accumulating novels one by one, and then writing a hit novel to get tens of millions of manuscript fees and copyright fees, developing IP is the right way.

As a gold-medal writer who has been in the screenwriting industry for more than ten years, he naturally knows that the audience for movies, TV series, and games is much larger than the audience for reading novels.

After Jiang Huan typed more than 40,000 words, he typed a full stop.I thought to myself: It's time to resume my job as a screenwriter.

Who doesn't want their novels to be put on the big screen?

At that time, the preview subtitles of the movie/TV series will look like this——

Chief Director: Jiang Huan

Chief Screenwriter: Jiang Huan

...

It's beautiful when you think about it.

Jiang Huan has been a screenwriter for more than ten years and has worked with many big directors, but to be honest, he has never directed a TV series by himself.

He thinks he can make web dramas.

And the "Black-bellied Demon Venerable Master Bingshan" I have on hand is very in line with the style of web dramas.

You can shoot 10 episodes first to test the waters. The production cost of a single episode is 150,000, and a web drama can be produced for 1.5 million.

Of course, if you flutter, you may splash blood.

But Jiang Huan thought he could give it a try. After all, it wasn't that he felt good about himself, but from his professional screenwriting perspective, the novel "The Black-bellied Demon Venerable Master Bingshan" had many selling points.

Moreover, the current network environment is really not generally loose.

Jiang Huan now opens the TV series, which will never pass the censorship in later generations, and now there are restricted scenes.

There will even be a dedicated adult theater in the movie theater. Although it is a little different from the heroes and heroines in some Kuaibo Kuaikan videos, it is not too far behind.

Hmm... The degree of openness of the people needs to be restrained!

After thinking about it, Jiang Huan opened a new document, and all the hundreds of words he wrote became the script format with ease.

However, when he wrote 463 characters, he checked the time and immediately covered the computer.If you don't go back, you will be off work in line Y.

Jiang Huan hurriedly searched in his suitcase and found a pair of socks, and put a set on his feet.Then I took out a pair of cleanly washed "black bread big cotton shoes" from the red plastic bag on the shoe rack. I felt like I had turned into a horror version of SpongeBob in an instant~ Jiang Huan combed his hair with his hands.

Then he ran out of the main room and asked Mama Jiang who was chopping vegetables, cooking porridge and feeding the pigs in the kitchen: "Mom, is my dad already?"

Mother Jiang: "Watch the poker at your third aunt's house."

Jiang Huan let out a cry, and arrived at the third aunt's family's house in a few steps. There were many people playing cards at the third aunt's family's house, which was lively and full of smoke from smoking.

Seeing Jiang Huan, everyone happily said——

Jiang Huan, you're back.

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