This is the money-making power of top-selling online novels.

"Beep beep".

A message popped up from the editor, Green Ivy, accompanied by a series of exclamation marks.

[Dream Weaver! Did you see that?! The tech team says that after your update at midnight last night, the instantaneous traffic surge was twice as much as during the 'Don't Look Under the Bed' incident!]

And there's more! Many film and television companies have gone crazy! They're all asking if the film and television rights to the "Ghost Doctor" segment can be sold separately!

One company even offered 80 million for the adaptation rights to this story!

Lin Que looked at these messages and tapped his fingers on the keyboard.

Not for sale. All copyrights must be acquired within the framework of my "Horror Universe".

[Green Ivy: Understood! Understood! I'll do whatever you say!]

Um... Author, what happened to Yang Jian?! The readers are going crazy! Please, give us some food!

[The Hellish Dream Weaver: No rush, let him stay at the rehabilitation center for a few days and chat with the 'doctor'.]

Lin Que closed the chat window and stretched.

Money has been transformed from a goal into a mere number.

But this number can enable the people he cares about to live with more dignity and respect.

He turned off his computer, humming a little tune, and left the studio.

Xisheng Mansion.

Looking out, the place was brightly lit.

As soon as Lin Que entered the door,

I saw my parents sitting on the sofa in the living room.

He stared intently at the huge 100-inch screen television on the wall.

On the television, a replay of Jiangcheng TV's evening news is playing.

The image shows the same young man who was surrounded by reporters and talking eloquently at the book signing event the day before yesterday.

"...Without the former, we cannot see the pain. Without the latter, we cannot live through the pain."

When Lin Que said those words on TV, Wang Xiulian slapped her thigh excitedly.

"That's so well said! Son, come and see!!"

Although Lin Jianguo didn't say anything, his proud expression and slightly straightened back said it all.

"I've watched it eight hundred times, Mom."

Lin Que reluctantly changed his shoes and walked over.

I could watch it eight hundred times and never get tired of it!

Wang Xiulian pulled him to sit down, pointed at the TV, and her face was full of pride.

"Look at him, my son is now a big shot who can appear on TV!"

Lin Jianguo cleared his throat and began, feigning seriousness:

"Being on TV is nothing special."

The key point is that Xiao Que's performance this time was reasonable, well-founded, and neither servile nor arrogant, bringing honor to our Lin family.

He paused, then changed the subject.

Pointing to the poster of "Miracles of the Namiya General Store" that flashed by in the news, he began to lecture her earnestly.

"However, Xiao Que, your performance this time was truly remarkable."

It's mainly thanks to that insightful teacher.

Wang Xiulian immediately replied:

"Yes, yes, yes! Your dad is right!"

Son, let me tell you, I've finished reading the book "The Miracles of the Namiya General Store" that you bought me these past few days. Wow, it's so well-written!

My mother hasn't read many books in her life, but reading his stories warms her heart.

As she spoke, she took out two brand-new, unopened copies of "The Miracles of the Namiya General Store" from under the coffee table.

"Look, Mom went to the bookstore and bought two more books."

One book, I'm going to send to your cousin back home, so she can study it too. And this one..."

Wang Xiulian stuffed one of the books into Lin Que's arms, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"This was originally for you. Son, you're smart and eloquent, but that science fiction story you wrote..."

You really need to learn from this teacher, Jian Shen! Learn how he writes truly moving and touching pieces!

Lin Jianguo nodded in agreement.

"Your mother is right."

This insightful writer, though I don't know where he comes from, is a veteran author.

But from his writing, one can see that he is a person of great wisdom and broad vision.

This is a true literary master, a role model for you young people.

Lin Que held his own book in his arms.

Listening to my parents speak in the most sincere and simple language,

She enthusiastically praises her other self and earnestly advises herself to learn from herself...

He felt like he was about to burst out laughing.

Is this... the ultimate hybrid of the legendary "I kill myself" and "I'm a fan of myself"?

He suppressed a laugh, raised his head, and put on an incredibly obedient and serious expression.

"Dad, Mom, don't worry."

He held the copy of "The Miracles of the Namiya General Store" tightly in his arms.

"Your idol is absolutely right."

"I will definitely take Mr. Jian Shen as my role model and strive to write a great work full of positive energy like 'The Miracles of the Namiya General Store' as soon as possible!"

"Good son!"

Wang Xiulian's eyes welled up with tears again.

Lin Jianguo nodded with satisfaction.

Lin Que lowered his head, looking at the book in his arms.

The corners of his mouth slowly parted, out of his parents' sight.

He suddenly felt that Shen Qingqiu's "Relief Cup" essay competition had come at just the right time.

It's time to let our parents, Teacher Shen, and readers across the province...

Everyone should take a good look at the results of his learning from Teacher Jian Shen.

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