The moment Lin Que uttered those words, the air in the living room seemed to freeze.
Lin Jianguo had just picked up his water glass when he heard this, and his hand trembled, spilling a few drops of water.
He slammed the cup down on the coffee table, his brow furrowed in a frown.
"What nonsense are you spouting! If we don't work, how will you go to university? How will our family feed ourselves?"
Wang Xiulian also panicked and quickly patted her son:
"Xiao Que, did you do something wrong on your exam? Don't talk back to your dad. Aren't we working for your own good?"
Seeing his parents' reaction, Lin Que was not surprised at all.
He knew,
To get them, who have worked hard for half their lives, to immediately accept the idea that "they don't have to work anymore,"
It's harder than convincing them that the Earth is a cube.
He didn't argue, he just calmly looked at them.
"Because our family is rich now."
"You're rich now?"
Lin Jianguo glanced at his son, who was speaking solemnly.
"What, do you think money grows on trees? Or do you think your parents are idiots who would believe such nonsense?"
In his view, his son was just being rebellious and having wild ideas during adolescence.
Therefore, he didn't take his words seriously at all.
Lin Que shook his head and took out his phone.
After opening the banking app, I handed my phone to them.
"See for yourselves."
Wang Xiulian leaned closer, puzzled, and Lin Jianguo also peered over.
When they saw the string of numbers on the screen, their expressions were as if they had pressed the pause button.
“One…ten…hundred…thousand…ten thousand…hundred thousand…million…”
Wang Xiulian stretched out her finger, tapping the screen with trembling hands, and counting quietly to herself.
With each zero she counted, her eyes widened a little more.
As she counted to the end, she suddenly looked up at Lin Que, her eyes filled with horror and disbelief.
"Little...Little Que, this...this is two million?!"
Her voice was trembling, as if she had seen something horrific.
Lin Jianguo snatched the phone, took his reading glasses out of his pocket, and put them on.
I brought it close to my eyes and examined it carefully again and again.
After confirming that he hadn't misread it, his first reaction wasn't joy, but shock and anger.
With a "smack," he slammed his phone on the table and stood up abruptly.
Pointing at Lin Que's nose, he shouted sternly:
"Tell me! Where did this money come from?! Did you do something illegal?!"
Two million!
For ordinary families like theirs who spend their entire lives earning a fixed wage in a factory, this is an astronomical figure.
Even if the couple worked their whole lives without eating or drinking, they still couldn't save this much money.
Therefore, Lin Jianguo's first reaction was that his son had gone astray and gone astray.
"Dad, sit down first and let me explain."
Lin Que's expression remained calm; he had long anticipated this scene.
"Explanation? Let me tell you, Lin Que, if you dare to do anything petty theft or break the law, I'll personally send you to the police station today!"
My son, Lin Jianguo's son, may be poor, but he will never steal!
Lin Jianguo was so angry that his chest heaved violently and his face turned red.
"Jianguo, don't get agitated, listen to what the child has to say!"
Wang Xiulian quickly pulled her husband back, then looked anxiously at her son.
"Xiao Que, tell me quickly, what exactly happened? Don't scare your mother!"
Lin Que sighed and took out the speech he had prepared long ago.
"Dad, Mom, calm down. This money was earned honestly by myself."
"You earned that? You're just a high school student, where did you get two million in less than three months? Do you think I'm stupid?!"
Lin Jianguo didn't believe it at all.
"I earned it by writing."
Lin Que said.
"Writing?"
Wang Xiulian was stunned.
“Writing? Xiao Que, tell Mom the truth, what kind of things can earn so much money?”
Lin Que sighed, met his parents' anxious gazes, and slowly uttered the words he had prepared long ago.
"You know, technology is very advanced now, and many large technology companies are developing things called holographic games, right?"
Lin Jianguo and Wang Xiulian exchanged a glance and nodded blankly.
Although they don't understand, they've heard of the commercials on TV every day.
"Those games all need a story, that is, a script."
When I had some free time, I wrote a science fiction story about the future world and submitted it to a big company called Red Fruit.
They thought I wrote it very well, so they bought the copyright to my story and planned to make it into a game.
Lin Que deliberately emphasized the word "copyright".
"This two million is the copyright fee they paid me."
This is an advance payment; if the game sells well, there will be a share of the profits.
This explanation is half true and half false.
"Human World is Like Hell" is indeed a horror story set in a science fiction context.
Hongguo.com is indeed a large platform, and the money comes from copyright fees and tips.
He simply cleverly used the concept of "online literature," which they couldn't understand.
They replaced it with a “holographic game script” that they had heard of but didn’t understand.
After hearing Lin Que's explanation, Lin Jianguo and Wang Xiulian both fell silent.
They still felt that this matter was too mysterious, like listening to a book from heaven.
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