CHAPTER 229: CHAPTER 7: ALREADY LOST MY MIND_2

"Customized outline?"

Fatty was confused: "I’ve never written about the Fourth Calamity."

But the wealthy patron was concise and to the point: "Two million."

Fatty: ...

"Feel free to make any demands!" he shouted, "Want to make a character an empress or a wealthy and beautiful woman, gentle and elegant, cold and domineering, wickedly charming, weak and manipulative, or a twisted yandere... The male protagonist or supporting male characters can also be customized!"

He spoke so sincerely and with such omnipotence, Chu River was quite satisfied too—

"Just make a story about an unfortunate fatty, a non-chief with especially bad luck—the type that can’t save up for a single piece of equipment even after spending a million."

Fatty: ...

Fatty will never surrender, unless he gets the two million!

...

Jian Jiao is a five-star writer on Dream Weaving Literature Network. At his level, writing novels on the site he’s neither at the top nor at the bottom.

He’s still far from becoming a great author, but his daily income is enough to live on.

However, he’s still far from his own goals.

Recently, he has been updating frantically every day just to earn more money, hoping to save enough for a house’s down payment by the end of the year. So his family and his girlfriend’s parents would stop urging him to take civil service exams and find a job.

Speaking of this, he’s also depressed—his parents, who are obsessed with an iron rice bowl, can’t be reasoned with!

Worrying.

That day, he had just finished writing the day’s update when he saw a new friend poking him on QQ—

"Jian Jiao, this is Flying Fat Man, do you want to take on a job?"

Flying Fat Man?!

Jian Jiao quickly accepted the friend request and asked right away:

"What job? Writing a guaranteed minimum?"

Jian Jiao’s fan count on the site is quite stable, but there hasn’t been any major breakthrough. He had been itching to go to another site to continue writing guaranteed minimum articles to see if he could make some money...

Recently, many editors and friends have come to ask, but he has been hesitating because of the price, so he hasn’t agreed.

Now with Flying Fat Man suddenly contacting him, it must be for this reason.

...

Fatty quickly sent the requirement:

"It’s not a guaranteed minimum, a wealthy patron wants an outline for his animation. "

What on earth?!

Jian Jiao was stunned—this sounds backwards.

Isn’t it supposed to be seeing the outline first then thinking about animation?

Moreover, there’s no need to buy an outline, anime rights aren’t expensive; many popular IPs with a fanbase and plot can range from tens of thousands to millions.

Now they’re specifically asking for a customized outline... probably only worth a few thousand.

Jian Jiao felt a bit dejected.

But... if it’s only a 30,000-word outline, a few thousand would be okay!

Especially since Fatty is introducing...

As he was typing, the other party sent another string of messages:

"Customizing a detailed outline of an immortal hero novel, requiring clear main and subplot lines, rounded character settings, and a smoothly advancing story, minimum 100,000 words."

"Must submit within a month. If rejected, 3,000 yuan as a hard work fee. If accepted, a flat rate of 500,000."

"Would you take it?"

Jian Jiao: ...

He took a deep breath.

What kind of foolish rich second generation is this?!

No no no, clearly this is his non-blood-related golden patron recognizing a relative!

After a brief moment of ecstasy and disbelief, he couldn’t help feeling secretly happy: "Is this my current market value?"

Fatty: ...

Fatty sent an expression of a weary man lighting a cigarette, then threw him a screenshot of a contract—

"Fourth Calamity customized contract, 200,000 words, 2 million."

"This is the one I accepted."

Jian Jiao: ...

Calm, calm.

Fatty’s results far exceed his; offering him 500,000 and Fatty 2 million is very normal.

But with one so high and two even higher... he was somewhat anxious—

"Is this outline very difficult to write? With such high requirements?"

Thinking about the down payment he lacked, he gritted his teeth—500,000, he could revise for the client fifty times for that money!

"I’ll accept it—but Fatty, you probably don’t need it, right? Writing novels yourself, you can earn a couple million with one, not short of this money."

Jian Jiao himself is an ordinary person; ordinary people just think about making money however they can write.

But some god-like great authors, even some new authors in the industry, they would prefer not to earn this money and just write the stories in their hearts.

Fatty sighed even more—

"Didn’t you see my contract signature? I took it."

"Because the contract clearly states that after the outline passes at maturity, not only will the other party pay, but we also need to write this story ourselves. It doesn’t affect anything; it’s just that we can’t sell the anime rights."

Jian Jiao: ...

Who cares!

He never sold any rights!

Neither did Fatty!

Moreover, the anime rights themselves are priced low. Even if he really wrote such a story, he might not even get 500,000 from the anime alone.