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Pursuing Her Best Friend after Confession Failed-Chapter 17 - 16: A Million a Month Salary? (Please Follow)
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, another week had gone by.
At the Vehicle Management Office, Li Yuan, Xu Zhi, Wang Shuai, and Yang Zhen had all successfully passed their Subject One test.
Wang Shuai beamed. "Subject One is pretty simple. You need ninety points to pass, and I scored ninety-eight. Got it on the first try."
"What’s so hard about Subject One? It’s all common sense questions that never change. I just studied for one night and got a perfect score," Xu Zhi said dismissively.
For most university students, the period right after graduating high school is the peak of their academic knowledge and memory. Passing Subject One is hardly worth mentioning.
After a celebratory lunch, Wang Shuai suggested they go play basketball, but Li Yuan said he had other things to do and couldn’t join them.
Wang Shuai asked curiously, "Yuan, what have you been up to lately? You don’t come out to play basketball anymore. Are you dating someone?"
"Dating my ass," Li Yuan shot back with a laugh, though his mind was elsewhere. "Even a dog wouldn’t waste time on that. I’ve been busy trying to make money. I’m about to go broke."
The mention of making money immediately piqued Xu Zhi’s interest. "Yuan, where are you striking it rich? Got any hot tips? I’m a bit tight on cash myself lately."
The way I’m making money isn’t something you guys could learn.
Writing web novels required a certain foundation and an understanding of the scene, ideally with extensive experience reading them. Xu Zhi and Wang Shuai, just like the previous version of himself, had no hobbies besides basketball. The academic pressure in high school was already immense; having even one hobby was a luxury.
As for stocks, that required capital. They could probably scrape together a few thousand yuan from their private savings, but no more than that. Besides, the stock market was risky. He only planned to make a quick buck and get out; he didn’t dare lead his good friends down the wrong path. If they ended up losing everything, who could he turn to for help?
Other small business ventures might make a few hundred thousand, but he had already set his sights higher.
"I’m just earning some hard-won cash. I’ll tell you the details when I get the chance. I have to go now."
With that, Li Yuan rode his bicycle to the Sunny Internet Cafe.
Today was the day his first masterpiece since his rebirth, *Battle Starry Sky*, would go premium, and he hadn’t had a chance to check the initial subscription data yet.
He logged into Yuandian Web, entered the author dashboard, and checked his backend data.
"Holy crap, this is insane!"
The novel had gone premium at midnight, so it had only been twelve hours, but the initial subscription count for *Battle Starry Sky* had already reached 21,456. The average subscriptions were at 19,823, and the follow-up subscription rate was nearly identical to the average, which meant the book’s quality was extremely stable.
He had dropped a 50,000-word bomb on launch day—a full twelve Chapters—and his subscription income for just half a day had already surpassed 20,000 yuan. As he continued his explosive release schedule, the number of premium Chapters would grow, and so would the subscriptions. Making a million a month was no longer just a dream.
The initial subscription count for *Battle Starry Sky* setting a new record on Yuandian Web is now a sure thing.
Tsk, tsk. I haven’t even started university, and I already have a job that pulls in a million a month.
Li Yuan was ecstatic. This sense of achievement was completely different from the feeling he got making money from the sports lottery or the stock market. The lottery and stocks were all about speculation, but writing a novel... this was the fruit of his own hard labor.
In the month since his rebirth, he had spent nearly all his time writing. Sitting in an internet cafe for eight or nine hours a day, constantly tapping away at the keyboard, was not something just anyone could endure. A normal person would never be able to keep it up.
He then glanced at the comment section, which already had over three thousand comments:
Old Yao, Pay Up: "Author, the book is premium! What about that discussion group you promised? Hurry up and post the link."
Nuanyang: "I’ve tipped for Alliance Hierarch! Hurry up and make a group. Don’t make me get on my knees and beg you."
DontYouDare: "Does anyone have the author’s address? I want to send him something. What, you ask? Razor blades, of course. You think I’m going to send him fruit?"
Loyal Minion: "Uhm, maybe the author is busy and hasn’t had time to create the group yet. Let’s not rush him, everyone."
BookwormNeedsRecs: "Shouldn’t we be discussing the plot? Why is everyone so obsessed with creating a group?"
DontYouDare: "@BookwormNeedsRecs, the author already said he’d post some spicy extra Chapters in the group after it went premium. I’ve been waiting so long the flowers have wilted!"
DontYouDare: "You damned author, get out here! @Life Like Summer Flowers, if you don’t show up, I’ll tip a Silver League to bombard your screen..."
Li Yuan read through the comments, a unique sense of accomplishment welling up inside him. It was a feeling he had never experienced in the four or five years he spent writing in his past life. That was the nature of writing: when you had reader interaction and the results to back you up, you had motivation. And with motivation, the quality of the content naturally improved.
Li Yuan posted the link to a pre-made 1,000-member group chat on the novel’s main page and set a follower-only restriction to join.
The moment the group was created, a flood of readers began pouring in.
DontYouDare: "Whoa, the great author finally made the group! I’m the first one in!"
Nuanyang: "The author is a man of his word. @Life Like Summer Flowers, group admin, what about the bonus Chapters you promised for an Alliance Hierarch sponsorship? I’ve sponsored ten Alliance Hierarchs! You owe me ten bonus Chapters. Pay up!"
Old Yao, Pay Up: "Ahem, I tipped too. You owe me a Chapter."
ID:89021: "Me too, +1 to the Chapter debt."
...
Soon, the fans joining the group were stirring up a storm, making Li Yuan’s head spin. He took a closer look at his supporters and realized that although it was only the first day of going premium, he had already gained eleven Alliance Hierarchs and one Silver League. According to his promise of one bonus Chapter per Alliance Hierarch, he now owed twenty-one Chapters.
"I shouldn’t have made this group," Li Yuan muttered under his breath. "They’re all just demanding more Chapters." He was finally experiencing the blissful problems of a popular author, something utterly foreign to him in his past life.
Left with no choice, Li Yuan posted a group announcement: "The author is hard at work writing! Starting today, for the next five days, on top of the daily three Chapters (12,000 words), I will complete all 21 bonus Chapters."
After posting, he also snapped and sent a discreet photo of his corner in the internet cafe and his computer desktop, showing that he was, in fact, writing.
The moment Li Yuan posted in the group, the 200-plus members went wild. Questions started flying.
LuvU_NoReasoN: "I really want to know how old the author is. Is that an internet cafe?"
Old Yao, Pay Up: "Damn, Martian script! That’s so non-mainstream. But judging from the internet cafe, the author seems pretty young. Could he still be a student?"
DontYouDare: "Heh heh, the author exposed himself. With a picture, I can find out where he is."
Love Eating Cilantro: "The author is probably young, but he writes so well. I can’t put it down. I really want to know what he looks like."
ScrappyKid: "The one above is a total fangirl. Case closed!"
...
Li Yuan watched the fan group’s discussion for a moment with a smile, then paid it no more mind. He had already updated 50,000 words today for the launch, but he needed to keep writing and build up his stockpile of reserve Chapters.
Early explosive updates were crucial for attracting follow-up subscriptions, retaining fans, and boosting subscription income. This was all lovely money. Every single word had value.
He had some free time now, but once he started university, military training and specialized courses would probably take up a lot of his time.
Hustle hard when you’re young, and you’ll be driving a Bentley when you’re old.
Keep going, reborn youth






