Chapter 682: Chapter 682: Should she collect royalties? Chapter 682: Chapter 682: Should she collect royalties? Authorization?

Everyone looked at Bai Chuwei with a strange gaze. Was the Immortal Teacher still not fully awake?

Did she just say “authorization”?

Tong Qingyan pressed her hand to her lips, struggling to hold back her laughter. “Authorization? Bai, are you sure?”

Bai Chuwei gave her a sidelong glance and asked in a faint voice, “What did you call me? I didn’t hear you clearly.”

Tong Qingyan: “…”

The smile on Tong Qingyan’s face gradually faded, and she forcefully squeezed out three words: “Professor Bai.”

So what about this so-called “professor”?

She still had to participate in the school’s anniversary rehearsal activity, just like all the other students, no difference.

“Tong is not wrong. What’s this about authorization? ‘Records of the Mountain Moon’ is a classic piece of work from over two hundred years ago, the original author Mr. Bai has been dead and buried for many years. Why would you need authorization?” a student chimed in from the side.

Should we go underground to ask Mr. Bai for authorization?

All those great authors who wrote sequels to classic works, do they all have to get authorization too?

Besides, this is a society governed by laws, copyright is protected for fifty years after a person’s death. Mr. Bai lived over two hundred years ago, by calculations, he’s probably been dead for over a hundred years.

Where is there any copyright protection?

What authorization are you talking about?

Many students couldn’t help muttering in their hearts, feeling that Bai Chuwei, the Immortal Teacher, might not have woken up today…

A student couldn’t contain himself and said, “However, if Mr. Bai were still alive, who knows how much he would be collecting in manuscript fees and copyright royalties, right?”

That’s essential reading material, with major literary publishers printing the latest revised editions every year, not to mention picture books for children, and youth editions for primary and secondary school students.

Every year there are TV series and movies adapted from it, and that’s all money.

And then there’s all the merchandise!

Too bad though, dead people can’t claim anything, after all, they’re not protected.

Bai Chuwei’s lips curled slightly, her smile lazy and alluring.

Indeed, shouldn’t she be collecting some manuscript fees and copyright royalties?

“Enough, let’s not talk about authorization anymore.” Liu Yuyou, the senior sister, spoke with a cold voice, showing strong displeasure.

Bai Chuwei stood to the side, silently scoffing with indifference.

This young girl… interesting.

Liu Yuyou looked at Bai Chuwei’s expression, which was somewhat lacklustre, and turned to summon the other students for rehearsal as if she had no intention of dealing with Bai Chuwei.

All the people present watched with noses to hearts, secretly feeling that Senior Sister Liu Yuyou didn’t seem to have much fondness for Bai Chuwei.

How could Liu Yuyou possibly have a good feeling toward Bai Chuwei? Wasn’t the racing accident of her twin brother, Liu Yufei, caused by Bai Chuwei?

Bai Chuwei had sent her brother flying off a cliff, frightening Liu Yufei to the point of wetting himself, and now he was still recuperating at home.

A sports car worth tens of millions also ended up wrecked because of it.

However, fortunately, Liu Yufei was unscathed, not even a minor injury.

Liu Yuyou couldn’t understand why Liu Yufei was so lucky, but thinking of Liu Yufei having nightmares at home, she didn’t feel good inside.

That older brother got what he deserved. Now neither human nor ghost, the family’s focus had all shifted onto them, the twin siblings. It would be terrible if the only male child, Liu Yufei, got into an accident!

The more Liu Yuyou thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt in her heart. When she suddenly spotted Bai Chuwei at the rehearsal hall, she was somewhat dumbfounded.

Where is she?

Looking around, Bai Chuwei was sitting in the best seat of the distant stands, watching them with great interest.

Liu Yuyou: “…”

Wasn’t she sent here for the rehearsal by the archeology department? Now she’s sitting down there like some esteemed ancestor?