Reader Tips a Golden Alliance Leader!

Lin Xiaoqian had fallen asleep, and Lin Chen went to the study.

He no longer wanted to make money by selling paintings and calligraphy, but he still had to earn money. Continuing with Fairy Tale Creation was a good choice.

Paintings and calligraphy required a great deal of fame to keep selling well, and being too famous would make it inconvenient for him to raise a child.

There was no such problem with Fairy Tale Creation.

Few people had the ability to appreciate paintings and calligraphy, but every child could tell whether a Fairy Tale was good.

He could become famous under a pen name and quietly make money.

"Why hasn't Lin Yu updated recently?"

"I tell my son five stories every day. There are only sixty in total, so they won't last many more days at this rate."

"Great God, please update!"

Lin Chen scrolled through the comments section and found quite a few people urging him to update.

He had not updated for three or four days because Lin Xiaoqian had been ill.

I'm not in a hurry to make money. I'll take it easy with updates from now on.

Lin Chen thought to himself.

He planned to update around thirty stories a month. On average, he would only need to post one story a day.

That way, he could publish one book every month.

Even if the first print run was smaller and the Signing Bonus was lower, together with his older books, his monthly income would not fall below five million.

Although that was still nowhere near what Xu Mengyao earned, a few million a month was impossible to spend under normal circumstances, as long as he did not keep buying buildings and luxury cars.

"Tap tap tap."

Lin Chen began typing rapidly.

With his skill reaching the Legendary level, many stories had appeared in his mind. All he needed to do was type them out.

In just over ten minutes, he finished typing a story of more than a thousand words.

"This story is kind of interesting."

Lin Chen muttered to himself.

He carefully read it through on the computer screen.

The system had been right. At his current level, the stories he wrote had become far more emotionally powerful.

They could stir the soul.

This story will probably make quite a few people cry.

Lin Chen mused.

He uploaded the story.

Xu Mengyao had finally finished work. She got into her car, and the driver took her home.

Out of habit, she opened Childlike Heart Network.

Recently, she had been opening Childlike Heart Network several times a day.

"Oh—"

Xu Mengyao's eyes lit up.

She saw that Lin Yu had finally updated, though there was only one story this time.

"Read at your own risk—it's poisonous."

"Great God Lin Yu, compensate me for my tears."

"My daughter cried her heart out. What do I do if I can't soothe her?"

Xu Mengyao first looked through the comments section.

The story had only been posted for half an hour, but there were already many comments, and the tone was different from before.

"What's going on?"

Xu Mengyao clicked in and began reading.

As she read, her eyes misted over.

By the end, Xu Mengyao could not hold back her tears.

"Lin Chen's level has clearly improved. This story is so emotionally powerful, but why did it have to be a tragedy?"

Xu Mengyao's eyes had turned red.

The Little Match Girl was already heartbreaking to read, but this story was far more emotionally powerful and utterly devastating.

"President Xu, are you all right?"

The driver, Liang Ye, asked.

"I'm fine. I just read a tragic story."

Xu Mengyao opened the comments section again.

In such a short time, there were already quite a few more comments.

"My daughter cried just as hard, but perhaps this story will make her kinder."

"Friendly reminder: prepare tissues first, then be ready to spend at least half an hour comforting your child."

"Great God Lin Yu's writing seems to have reached an even higher level."

Xu Mengyao read the comments one by one.

This story had far more comments than the previous ones.

Looks like some people feel the same way I do. Lin Chen's level has improved significantly in this one.

Xu Mengyao thought to herself.

Just then, she saw that Lin Yu had updated another story.

After reading it, a faint smile appeared on Xu Mengyao's face. The first story had been a tragedy, but this one was deeply healing.

It was not the kind of story that brought overwhelming joy. Instead, it was like threads of warm current slowly seeping into her very core.

"That feels good."

Xu Mengyao let out a long breath.

She felt her whole body relax considerably.

The first story had let her emotions pour out, while the second soothed her. She felt as though her entire being had become clearer.

"Oh—"

Xu Mengyao wanted to tip another Silver Alliance Leader, only to discover that someone had beaten her to it.

She clicked on the other person's profile.

It was another woman.

Xu Mengyao silently tipped a Golden Alliance Leader.

One hundred thousand yuan was gone!

But given her wealth, one hundred thousand yuan was nothing.

The group had been developing well lately. Under her management, the Xu Family's wealth was now growing by more than ten percent.

The Xu Family's assets were now over thirty billion yuan.

More than ten percent meant four or five billion yuan!

"Reaching the Legendary level has an obvious effect."

Lin Chen checked the data in the backend.

The views and comment figures were clearly higher than before. More people were tipping him, and there were several large tips.

"Who is this Fleeting Dream?"

"She tipped me a Silver Alliance Leader earlier, and now she's tipped me a Golden Alliance Leader."

Lin Chen wondered to himself.

Every story on Childlike Heart Network had its own tipping rankings. There was also an overall ranking for tips given to an author.

Fleeting Dream had already tipped him one hundred and ten thousand yuan.

"Hello, thank you for your tip."

"But you've tipped too much. There's no need to spend so extravagantly."

Lin Chen sent Fleeting Dream a private message.

Xu Mengyao saw the message.

Not long afterward, she sent Lin Chen a picture in reply.

Lin Chen opened it.

It was a screenshot of a bank text message.

After spending one hundred thousand yuan on the tip just now, Fleeting Dream's Bank Card balance still showed more than eighty million yuan.

"What a Rich Guy."

Lin Chen clicked his tongue inwardly.

More than eighty million yuan in a current account—what kind of concept was that?

"Boss, pardon the disturbance."

Lin Chen replied, then closed the webpage.

Since she was that rich and liked his work, tipping one hundred thousand yuan was naturally no problem at all.

Childlike Heart Network.

"Old Feng, what do you think?"

Chen Xinhan could not help asking.

He had carefully read both stories several times.

The Old Feng Chen Xinhan referred to was Feng Anren. He was the Deputy Editor-in-Chief and had worked as an editor at Childlike Heart Network for more than ten years.

"Old Feng!"

Chen Xinhan called out again.

Feng Anren had been so absorbed that he had not heard him the first time.

"Editor-in-Chief, what is it?"

Feng Anren asked.

Chen Xinhan said, "I asked how you felt about them."

Feng Anren sighed with emotion. "I thought what Great God Lin Yu wrote before was already the ceiling. I never expected Great God Lin Yu to shatter that ceiling this time."

"I don't think anyone in the country or abroad can match these two stories."

Chen Xinhan said in surprise, "You think that highly of them?"

Feng Anren nodded.

"They deserve that evaluation."

"Editor-in-Chief, can you find any better Fairy Tales?"

Chen Xinhan shook his head. "I can't. I feel the same way, but we can't promote them like that."

"Let's not attract criticism for Great God Lin Yu."

"Of course," Feng Anren said. "Editor-in-Chief, do you think Great God Lin Yu simply had a flash of inspiration, or has his creative ability already reached a higher realm?"

"It was probably a flash of inspiration."

Chen Xinhan said, "If works of this caliber could be produced casually, that would be a little absurd."

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