Lin Han sat in front of the computer, his eyes seemed to have no focus, and he looked at the front in a daze, and his mind flew around. Now that he has written his first short story, the manuscript fee of more than 8,000 yuan is not enough to make him rest assured, and he still has to continue writing.

Then you have to write a novel later, and you can submit it to a magazine for serialization for a period of time to accumulate popularity, and then take the publishing route. Only by laying a solid foundation can you lay a solid foundation.

There are thousands of science fiction novels I have read, but it is still a question of which book to write. There are so many contents to choose from, and each book is so excellent that it is difficult to make a choice.

"Is this a happy worry?" Lin Han smiled self-deprecatingly. He created a new folder on the desktop with the right mouse button, but he couldn't determine what to write.

"Forget it, I'll discuss it later and ask others what they think."

In fact, Lin Han is still in a period of confusion. If he throws out all of his classic novels, it seems a bit too wasteful and does not play his due role.

Open the chatter and find the friend list. Lin Han clicked Li Wenyuan's name and prepared to ask this big shot in the science fiction world and talk about his thoughts on the book.

But just as he was about to enter his question, the editorial department called the phone number, which was the phone number that he had notified himself of the manuscript before.

"Hello, is it Mr. Lin Han?" Wang Yifan lowered his voice. He didn't want everyone in the office to hear it.

"Yes, that's me."

Wang Yifan knew that his words were a bit offensive, but in order to make "Rural Teachers" public, he had to speak: "That's right. After discussion in our editorial department, I think your book is of great quality, but in order to avoid being maliciously slandered by some people, we hope you can publish this novel under the pseudonym."

After hearing this, Lin Han immediately realized that the people in the editorial department of "Science Fiction World" were afraid that after their identity was exposed, others would doubt various things.

Since you are afraid of trouble, then solve the problem from the root. It is indeed a better choice to publish a book through a pseudonym that no one knows. I will consider whether to remove the vest in the future.

So Lin Han replied, "No problem, understand your concerns, I will cooperate."

"Then have you figured out your pseudonym? We will hand over the sample draft to the art team later, so please hurry up."

"Just call it an alien."

"Alien? OK, thank you for your understanding. The royalties are under processing and will be paid within two hours. Goodbye."

Wang Yifan didn't know what the pseudonym of aliens meant, but for Lin Han, he was to commemorate himself. He was not a person from this place, but another parallel space and time.

After getting Lin Han's pseudonym, Wang Yifan quickly fed the information back, and the people from the Art Department were waiting here. As soon as they were added, they directly took it for Tan Lin to review.

This issue is 20,000 words because Lin Han's "Rural Teacher" has a total of 20,000 words, so the overall page has increased. They originally thought about dividing this novel into two parts, but after they separated, they found that they had lost all the charm.

The first half of the novel tells the last lesson of rural teachers, which is very similar to the realist novel. The second half tells the story of interstellar war and students saving the earth, which is closely related to the previous article.

Generally speaking, only famous writers enjoy this right, and publish a novel of 20,000 to 30,000 words directly. The pages of a magazine are limited, and after Lin Han occupied so many, he could only cancel another one, which is also impossible.

"That's it, send this document to the printing factory to start printing and binding to see if sales will change next month." Tan Lin did not have any questions about the final draft, and he quickly issued an instruction.

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Lin Han was not in the mood to think about the new book at this moment. After his little homesickness was aroused, he seemed uneasy.

At this time, you can’t let yourself think too much, just sweat and exhaust yourself, and use your physical fatigue to cover up.

The dumbbells that had been put on hold for a long time finally came in handy again. The body, which was hollowed out by alcohol, quickly became sweaty and its muscles were sore, but Lin Han did not stop. He wanted to break through the limit.

He collapsed on the ground with fatigue. Lin Han felt that his fingers didn't want to move, and his clothes were so wet that it was very uncomfortable. In order not to catch a cold, he struggled to stand up and took a hot shower.

The hot hot water came out of the spray head and fell on his hair and shoulders, dispelling the chill and fatigue. The mist in the bathroom was shrouded in the sound of water, and the sound of the phone ringtone covered up.

After slowly drying his hair and changing into clean clothes, Lin Han walked to the edge of the sofa with a cup of hot water. He felt the negative emotions in his body flowing out with sweat. Now he was refreshed and full of energy.

He took out his cell phone to check the time, but the missed calls from Chen Jiaxuan gave him a headache, and he didn't know what urgent this woman had to do with him.

After calling back, Lin Han asked familiarly: "Sister Xuan, I'm just exercising and didn't hear the phone ringing. Is there anything wrong?"

"I thought you were drinking again. You should exercise more and get the six-pack abs back as soon as possible." Chen Jiaxuan joked. She was worried that Lin Han would return to normal after cheering up again, but now she realized that worries were unnecessary.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about serious things." Lin Han had a headache. How could she know if she had abdominal muscles? This is terrifying to think about it!

Chen Jiaxuan heard the dodge in Lin Han's words, and she didn't care. One day, when this person turned around, he would find that he had been with him all the time. "It's also about you, or bad news. An insider revealed that you wrote a science fiction novel under the pen name Alien, which will be published next month. Is it called Countryside Teacher?"

"It's "Rural Teacher", the content should not have been leaked, right?" Lin Han asked with concern. He only confirmed the pseudonym by phone with the editorial department more than an hour ago, and now it has been exposed. If there were no insiders in the editorial department, he wouldn't believe it if he was beaten to death.

"The content has not been leaked, it has just attracted some attention. After all, you are just an outdated little director, and even your black fans don't pay much attention to this matter. I'm afraid in their opinion, as long as you don't go back and harm their male and female gods, you can do whatever you want in the novel."

Chen Jiaxuan's tone was filled with relaxed and freehand painting, as if this was not something worth mentioning.

But Lin Han knew that things would not be that simple, otherwise Chen Jiaxuan, who was busy with work, would not have called several times. He didn't ask anything, and he would know if he went to see it later.

He said, "I have never been popular before. Unfortunately, it has become a stain on your agency career. The only person under him who is not popular and has been forced to withdraw from the entertainment industry."

"I never thought about it so, I'm very glad to meet you."

This was almost a naked tone. Lin Han really didn't know how to reply to this silly woman. He opened his mouth, thinking about Chen Jiaxuan's concerns about rushing to his home, thinking about her use of various methods to cheer herself up, would it be too cruel if she refused?
Chapter completed!