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Chapter 32 Half a Record

The 20,000-word novel was quickly read, but these young people did not rush to speak, but instead passed the magazine in their hands to their friends, and they thought about it seriously.

As a soft science fiction novel, "Rural Teachers" does not have much science and technology or future fantasies, but only discusses society and humanity in the context of science fiction, which requires readers to think carefully.

Most classic short stories are soft science fiction because there is not enough space to describe the kind of detailed hard science fiction. The focus of "Rural Teacher" is on humanities, and it is the kind of article that hits the soul directly.

He was obviously a young man, but he had to call himself an old monster. Zheng Yuxiao thought for a long time before speaking: "This is a bit weird compared to the science fiction novels I have read before. This novel is not only sensational, but also subtly makes me feel that it makes sense. Let us reflect on ourselves. Using the eyes of aliens to observe our human society, this unique perspective is relatively novel."

"I felt the important content that the novel wanted to express, equality and division. Poor people like rural teachers and children failed to enjoy a good life, nor received the same quality of education. But it was precisely they who saved the world. This was a bit ironic, but it was not bad." Xiao Liu knocked on his head, and he fell into deep thought. "I will read it again later. I think some details may be ignored."

"I think what attracts me here is to refute the useless theory of reading. Unfortunately, no one who can read this novel is the audience, and those who need to read this article can't read it."

"Using the civilization outside the earth to explain the profession of teacher is very fresh and interesting and not artificial. When I saw these familiar three laws of Newton, my originally cold physics knowledge was a little legendary. Newton not only helped us solve mechanics problems hundreds of years ago, but also saved the earth hundreds of years later. As a science student, I think it's great."

"What a pity, there are too few people watching science fiction in China now, otherwise more people can watch it."

After Lin Han heard these people's speeches, he couldn't help but feel better. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, science fiction will make a comeback one day, maybe you are all witnesses."

"It's not me that your self-confidence is really overwhelming. There is too little soil for domestic science fiction to survive. I have recommended science fiction novels to my friends for a long time, but those guys only know how to watch Hollywood science fiction blockbusters, which makes me so angry."

"It will be fine, there will be bread and milk. You can watch it slowly first, I will leave first if I have something to do. Remember to send me a message if there is any event." Lin Han picked up the bag and stood up. He had to go back and write the first few chapters of "I, Robot".

Although he had just met, the old monster, Xiao Liu and several others left a deep impression on him. This kind of pure and extremely rare readers were very simple.

After getting up and leaving with the book he borrowed, Lin Han came to the subway station not far away and started waiting. Public transportation in Yanjing is relatively convenient, but it is quite crowded, especially at several large stations.

The whistling train slowly stood steadily, crowded crowds poured out of the train, and then tourists from outside rushed in again, completing a perfect cooperation.

Lin Han stood aside with a ring, his eyes stayed on a girl not far away. She looked like a high school student who was only in her teens and was reading an English novel. Just from the cover, it should be a science fiction novel, but there was no trace in his memory.

It is surprising that you can read the original novel at a young age.

After returning home, Lin Han began to look forward to the final review results, whether "Novel Selection" could publish his science fiction novel, but he could only passively wait for news about Chen Jiaxuan.

When he turned on the computer, he began to slowly write the first story of "I, Robot". He had just listed the outline before, but now he was writing out the specific content. As for whether it was good or not, he had to let the market judge it.

Generally speaking, science fiction writers are not high-yield types. Like Lin Han, it is an exception. After writing a novel, other writers have to repeatedly think about the theme, background, story outline and even writing techniques of the new book.

All this is not a problem for Lin Han. His speed gradually increased and he took out the first draft in more than an hour. The story of "Robi" is like a realistic fairy tale. The little girl who relies on a robot nanny had to give up her friend under the pressure of her parents.

Writing is simple and polishing is difficult, especially when it comes to modifying dialogues. Lin Han can only figure it out word by word to slow down the speed. This is not writing an online novel. It requires thousands or tens of thousands of words to be updated a day.

While he was writing, a receipt suddenly popped up in his email address. This was a feedback from the National Copyright Administration. He spent 100 yuan to register cultural copyrights. This copyright is recognized by both China and the United States. Any copyright dispute can be used as evidence in court.

This price is not expensive, so Lin Han applied for every book, and even the "I, Robot", which just wrote the outline, was applied for, and he would apply for it further before publication to enjoy national protection.

"The efficiency of work is really fast. I just applied for a few days, and it is practical and effective."

Lin Han used the right click to carefully save the picture on the computer, and then transferred it to the cloud disk, so you don’t have to worry about losing it with double insurance.

He has a feeling of alienation since time traveling through time, but after having a casual conversation with those young people today, he realized the hearts of science fiction fans who long for good works and want to see good domestic science fiction novels.

Lin Han once had this feeling, and he would occasionally complain about why science fiction writers could not write good articles. Now that his role has changed, his sense of responsibility has become much stronger.

"Bang bang bang"

The knocking sounded tightly. There was a doorbell, but few people seemed to click it, and they chose to use their hands to knock violently.

Lin Han moved the chair back and said, "Here you come, don't urge me."

After opening the door, Chen Jiaxuan leaned over and said, "Did I disturb you from writing a novel? I sent a message to your phone but didn't reply to me."

"It seems that the phone is charging, and I didn't hear any prompts. Come in and say, the corridor is a little cold." After Lin Han pulled the door up, he asked, "Is there anything you need to ask me?"

Chen Jiaxuan shook her phone, and she smiled and said, "I'm here to congratulate you. You have set a half record and officially appeared in "Novel Selection". They have sent me all the contracts and are waiting for you to sign."

It was Lin Han's turn to be surprised. In fact, he had already prepared for a wall before. The first recommendation failed, and the possibility of the second time should not be very high. Why is it successful now?

"Really or not?"

"You look at the contract in black and white, just for reprinting, not for other purposes. My friend is also saying it's lucky. Now he is not accepting science fiction, but just not so repulsive. In addition, your novel is indeed not much like traditional science fiction, like realism, so she will agree."

Chen Jiaxuan also yelled about luck, which should be considered as Tu Meilun's side-by-side, constantly emphasizing the realistic writing style, ignoring the science fiction part and trying hard to fool it, only if you can get up is victory.

Lin Han finally smiled, and he clenched his fists and secretly moaned himself, "That's great! This way more people can see my novels, it's not better. By the way, what is the half record you mentioned?"

"You are the first science fiction writer to be featured in the "Fiction Selection" in the past three years. Many science fiction masterpieces have failed here, so it is half a record. When this issue of the magazine is released, you will receive more attention, and you have to hold on at that time!"

Chen Jiaxuan is more worried about Lin Han's reputation. Although "Science Fiction World" is a hot seller, due to its small audience, ordinary people don't know that there is such an author.

But "Selected Novels" is different. It has a wide audience. From ordinary students, office workers to elites to middle-aged and elderly intellectuals, they are all reading this book. Those people are not easy to talk to.

If a science fiction novel is logged into it, it is not certain whether it is to tell each other or to start one after another.
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