After reading the beginning of "Bouquets for Algernon", Zhao Han began to carefully analyze the prospects of the novel. Although this book is a story of mental retardation, he felt that he had a strong sense of substitution and wanted to go back to the subsequent story.

Did Charlie become smart after surgery? What interesting things happened between him and Algernon, the jealous mouse? The progress reports of typos are not boring at all. This novel with a very light sci-fi taste looks very comfortable.

"It's worthy of being Lin Han, who can write such an attractive book even after changing his writing style."

He took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Lin Han and said, "Let's write the new book in this style. I think it's very good. The only problem is that there are too many typos. Please make sure to modify it. I'll mark all the errors. You can check the email later."

As a result, after Lin Han, who was watching a movie outside, felt the vibration of his phone, he took off his 3D glasses slightly, opened the screen of the phone to browse quickly, and then smiled silently, "I forgot to tell you that these typos were deliberately set, showing that Charlie did not write those complicated words because of his insufficient IQ. Typos will decrease with the development of the plot, and perhaps these typos will become the highlight!"

"Then the experiment should also be written as real-death. Isn't the word verification more complicated than the real-death word?"

"I am considering a mistake and will find a way to modify it later. I will give it to you later when I finish writing it, and I will no longer send the contents."

After Zhao Han saw the text message on his phone, he couldn't help but reply, "Don't, just let me be your first reader."

However, Lin Han poured cold water on a basin of cold water, "You are not the first one, so I will keep the matter of writing a new book confidentiality for me. Don't let others know for the time being, no one in your editorial department will know."

Needless to say, Zhao Han also knew the urgency of the matter. He deleted the manuscript in his email before getting up and leaving, although he really wanted to share with others the concept of this novel.

In the cinema, Lin Han and Chen Jiaxuan, as industry practitioners, did not actually take it seriously. This is just one of the contents of their dates, and it seems a bit of a waste of time now.

In the romance of spring breeze, the two of them walked hand in hand slowly and returned to the garden of the community. Time flies but love has not deteriorated at all.

...

In the following time, Lin Han began to be immersed in writing, but this time he no longer forgot to eat and sleep, so as not to worry Chen Jiaxuan.

Half a month passed by. Lin Han in the study had already written the novel to the end of the book. Charlie Gordon, who had changed from mentally retarded to genius, fell from the clouds to the bottom of the valley. He went from optimistic and innocent to anxiety, uneasy, narrow-minded, and suspicious.

He found that the real society was so ugly. Human nature was not sincere and pure. Sensitive thoughts brought him wisdom and also brought him entangled pain. Everyone around him gradually alienated him because Charlie was too smart.

Experiments usually cannot escape the fate of failure. When the novel is over, the jealous mouse Algernon has died, and Charlie has also deteriorated from the peak of his IQ. He often forgets what he has just learned.

No matter that, his coordination function also had problems. He often tripped over things and even struggled to type. He even made his girlfriend Alice leave him. After his intelligence deteriorated, Charlie began to use typos, and he couldn't even write the word pitiful.

Back to Mr. Dona's bakery, those lost friends seemed to be back. The intellectual peak in the previous few months seemed to be just a dream, but it was so real!

"I believe that I am the only stupid person who has made some contributions to world science. Although I have forgotten what it is, I think it should be to help those as stupid as me in the Warren House.

Goodbye, Miss Kenyon, Dr. Strauss and everyone...

PS Ask Professor Nime not to be angry when he is teased by others, so that he will make many friends. He is not afraid of being laughed at and will easily find friends. Now I want to go to a place where I can find many friends.

PS If you have time, please help me put some flowers on the grave of Algernon in the backyard.”

Having written this, the whole book is over. Lin Han sighed, and he moved the mouse back and changed the grave to a grave. Such Charlie is heartbreaking.

After Lin Han carefully saved the document on the computer and cloud disk, he sent it to Renmin University Press, asking him to do the cover, proofreading and distribution preparations there.

He closed his laptop and put it in a box, then turned to the bedroom cabinet to start tidying up his clothes, preparing to go to Chengdu to fulfill his duties as a judge of the Galaxy Award!

Over the past period of time, the Science Fiction World magazine has been promoting the Galaxy Award essay competition, and has also received submissions from a considerable number of newcomers, and even some well-known writers have come to try it out.

Unlike the previous stretching of the front line, this essay contest lasted very short, but the lineup was not weak at all. After all, the market for other types of novels is close to saturation, but the market for science fiction novels is still expanding.

In one year, the market capacity expanded ten times, and the reader market was very empty after being strongly developed by Lin Han's series of novels, and high-quality science fiction novels were urgently needed to fill the gap.

Many sci-fi writers who disappeared in the past have come back. This is the era they have always dreamed of. Major magazines are waving checks, and publishers have also made promises that this gold mine should be excavated as soon as possible!

Lin Han dragged his suitcase to feed his tropical ornamental fish some fish food and then closed the door and left. Yan Hong, the assistant of the studio, was already driving at the entrance of the community.

However, before going to the airport, Lin Han had to pick up Li Wenyuan, and he also had to go to Chengdu to be a judge and then participate in the Galaxy Award ceremony, so Lin Han was not alone.

After Li Wenyuan, who had been waiting on the roadside, saw the car in front of him, he turned his head and waved goodbye to his wife and daughter. As soon as he got on, he began to complain: "After all, you are a rich man with assets of nearly 100 million, and you won't change to a better car. This Audi is not worthy of your status, buy a supercar!"

"As long as you can drive a scooter, you're more picky." Lin Han spent about one million yuan on this car. He usually has no requirements for the vehicle. Even if he buys a sports car in Yanjing, he will have to be blocked on the road.

There is no way to stop being stuck here because your car is expensive. Whether it is a car worth more than 100,000 yuan or tens of millions of yuan, you have to stay in the traffic during peak hours, with no difference.

"That's right, what are you busy with recently? I've asked you to have a party several times, but you haven't come out. Now it's said that you are very aloof in the author circle in Yanjing and you don't want to hang out with them."

"The authors' gatherings are just chatting and spanking. If they don't help, they just eat and drink together. I am different from you, the group of people who are distracted from playing games. I am addicted to typing and can't extricate myself. The new book will soon meet you."

Li Wenyuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Your "The Wandering Guide to the Galaxy" has not been serialized yet, and he is actually writing a new book. It's too much to say that you are a model worker, so you should give you a May 1st Labor Medal! What's the name of the new book?"

"Keep confidential, you'll know after a while."

Lin Han said mysteriously. He didn't want the content of the new book to be leaked, but wanted to test his true appeal.

"I saw the photos posted by Xu Jiayan on Weibo some time ago. You went to the crew of "Martian Rescue" to visit the set. Are you finished filming now?"

"I just finished filming the outdoor scene two days ago, and now I'm transferred back to the film and television base in Yanjing City. You also know that "Martian Rescue" is actually mostly a one-man show for the male protagonist, many of which are indoor scenes, and the studio is built. I can finally understand your original mood. Seeing your novel in control of others, I'm very worried that it will be made into garbage."

"Actually, it's not that bad. Because I never have much expectations for making novels and movies, and I can accept them no matter what they make. You should shoot your own novels and take the initiative in your own hands."

While they were talking, they arrived at the Capital Airport. At this time, there were many acquaintances in the waiting hall for departure in China. The Galaxy Award was a grand event in the science fiction circle, so as long as the science fiction writers in Yanjing could take time to go over and take a look. Mr. Tong Yonglie also appeared here in full spirit.

Yanjing has always been a cultural center, and many writers have settled here, so there are many science fiction masters on this plane to Chengdu.

"Xiaolin, are you tired now carrying the banner?" Tong Yonglie said with a smile. He saw the scene of science fiction novels becoming brilliant in his lifetime. Even though he had been writing for a long time, he couldn't help but pick up his pen to plan a new book.

Lin Han shook his head and said, "What are you carrying a flag? It's all about putting pressure on yourself. It's better to write your own novels than to pay attention to these things."

Among these seven or eight science fiction writers, Lin Han can see several familiar faces, including Jiang Que, who once wrote "Harvest Humans", Zhang Bo, the author of "Mirage", and Zhu Haobo, who is "Escape from the Heliocentricity". These are the backbone of science fiction novels.

However, these are nothing. When the plane arrived at Chengdu Shuangliu Airport, the pick-up vehicle arranged by the Science Fiction World Magazine brought Lin Han and his group to the hotel. This was a star-studded gathering!

Science fiction masters from all over the world gathered here for one common goal, that is, the Galaxy Award!

If readers who really like science fiction novels see these people, they may scream. They are all familiar names. The science fiction novels they wrote may account for 90% of Chinese science fiction.
Chapter completed!