The group stepped out of the cabin and stared at the blackened, crumbling ruins of what had once been the temple of the shrike. The Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info was closed about fifty years ago due to the danger of the mound. As a result, the Shrike Temple became the most popular tourist attraction on Hyperion. ”

Once Lin Han fell into the state of writing, it was difficult to leave it, and in just one afternoon, he completed more than 10,000 words.

It's a pity that readers can't see these words, he will not take the route of online serialization this time, but directly publish and distribute, so he has to wait for the final draft!

After carefully saving and backing up these documents, Lin Han was ready to eat, but he clicked on the WeChat link on the navigation page and prepared to go online to report the latest situation to the readers, which also made them continue to wait with peace of mind.

"I've been impetuous, and I didn't start writing "The Fall of Hyperion" until today, and the writing is going well, and everyone can see the book as soon as February next year. If you forget the plot of the first part, I suggest that you can take advantage of this time to review, there are a lot of foreshadowing and clues! Finally, thank you to all friends for their support, the success of the movie does not mean that it is out of science fiction, I will continue to write a good story. ”

Lin Han's last Weibo post was posted nearly a month ago, when "The Matrix" had just been released, and Weibo had grown grass recently.

Although there are also many new fans who have joined because of the movie, more are iron fans who have accompanied him all the way.

Now they are overjoyed to see that Lin Han has finally temporarily withdrawn from the film industry!

"Although Mr. Lin, your movie is very good, I still want to read the novel. ”

"Knock on the blackboard. When Mr. Lin went to France to receive the Goncourt Prize, he said that he would write "The Fall of Hyperion", but unfortunately he didn't start writing until now, and he was a patient with advanced procrastination!"

"Hug Mr. Lin in the front row, is the schedule for "The Matrix 2" set? When will I see it, not to mention that I have to wait a year. ”

"Urging more and urging more! I've waited so long before I started writing! Locked Mr. Lin in a small black room, and if I don't write 30,000 words a day, I won't be given food!"

"Whips and candles are ready!"

"I finally started writing novels, but what if I don't like this book? ”

"Don't, you're tired, we're not tired yet. Refuse to be represented! Support Mr. Lin to write science fiction novels!"

Many people in the industry can't wait for Lin Han to quickly turn to the film industry, and if he can get nearly $1 billion at the box office in the global box office market, he will return to the book market to crush them.

Some writers jokingly said that they would rather everyone have a movie ticket, wishing Lin Han a box office success and taking root in the film field.

It's a pity that this wish has not come true, Lin Han did not forget to write after transforming into a director like some writers!

Because in fact, he was originally a director, and he used to transform to write novels, there is an essential difference!

……

Lin Han looked at Chen Jiaxuan's tired expression, and he couldn't help but ask, "How are the preparations for the charity auction?

"The venue has been prepared, and a CCTV celebrity has been contacted as a host. There will be a red carpet ceremony, and I have already sent out the invitation, so there is basically nothing to be busy with. I was finally able to rest for a few days. ”

The charity auction has been in the works for a long time, and now it is finally about to start, and Lin Han is proud of Chen Jiaxuan's efforts, one of them is responsible for making money, and the other is responsible for spending money, and the division of labor is quite clear.

"I'll just hold up the sign and hope everything goes well. ”

Those who can receive invitations are either rich or expensive, and even some stars in the entertainment industry who are not at the right level are not eligible to get admission tickets, which has also become a symbol of the coffee position!

Many celebrities try all kinds of means to squeeze in, even if they don't auction and donate less money, but it is enough to take a few more photos.

Lin Han was about to continue talking, but he saw Chen Jiaxuan leaning on the sofa and falling asleep with a pillow in his arms.

He stepped forward lightly, covered her with a small blanket, and then straightened his body a little, without disturbing Chen Jiaxuan's rest.

Sister-in-law Zhou walked out with an apron, and she was about to speak, when she saw Lin Han make a gesture, and then nodded very interestingly and returned to the kitchen.

It can make people tired to sleep, and charity is not easy!

"Sister-in-law Zhou, you go back first. I'll just put these dishes in the microwave and heat them up, so stay safe on the road!"

Sister-in-law Zhou does not live in the villa, but comes here every day to work, responsible for cooking and cleaning.

She hesitated slightly, and then said, "I stewed black chicken and wolfberry soup for Xiao Chen, and now it is still kept warm on low heat, which is good for the body." When she wakes up, she can drink it while it's hot. Catch up with Ming'er, I'll stew some papaya snow clams, this is an authentic product sent from Jilin. ”

Lin Han nodded, he sent Sister-in-law Zhou out of the door before turning around and entering the room, Sister-in-law Zhou's cooking skills are very good, anyway, it is much better than him!

Sitting quietly on the edge of the sofa, Lin Han simply began to read the novels written by others, and he wanted to accompany Chen Jiaxuan.

……

I don't know how long time has passed, when the mobile phone rings, Lin Han hurriedly turned down the volume of the mobile phone, he was afraid of waking Chen Jiaxuan up.

After turning into silent mode, Lin Han walked to the aisle next to the living room and connected the phone, "Hey, Editor-in-Chief Tan, why did you remember to call me today?"

"I'm here today to ask your boss for help. Tan Lin didn't care about the left and right, but directly stated the purpose.

He is the editor-in-chief of Fantasy Times, and Lin Han owns 20% of the magazine's shares, which is considered a minority shareholder.

Now this once discontinued magazine is under the management of Tan Lin, and its influence and performance are thriving, with a circulation of around two million every month this year, which is an out-and-out best-selling magazine!

Lin Han said bluntly: "Then let's say, what can I do?"

Tan Lin sat in his office, he looked at Li Wenyuan opposite, and the two looked at each other and smiled, "That's the case, isn't it about to be the new year? Our "Fantasy Era" wants to get off to a good start, and it just so happens that your work has not been published for a long time, so can you publish a work in our own magazine? Long and short stories are fine!"

"The book I'm working on right now has already been told to the publisher and can't be exposed in advance. Otherwise, you should look for mosquitoes, mosquitoes, hasn't he been relatively idle recently!" Lin Han pushed Li Wenyuan out without hesitation, and this major shareholder always had to contribute.

However, at this time, Li Wenyuan's voice came from the other end of the phone, "It's not that I don't write, it's that the short story I wrote was shot by Lao Tan, so now I count on you to save the dignity of a science fiction writer!"

"Mr. Lin, the plan of the year lies in the spring, whether we can sell the annual magazine or not is all pinned on you!" Tan Lin echoed on the side, and the two of them were completely colluded.

Lin Han was still too young, he reluctantly agreed: "Okay, I want to think about whether there is a suitable article, when is it better to give it to you?"

"Today is December 20th, and our January magazine for next year has basically been finalized, so we are waiting for you now, of course, as soon as possible, and the deadline is on the 24th. ”

"Good guy, tell me when it's about time, you mean it, right?" Lin Han gritted his teeth and said, making a bad friend by mistake!

Li Wenyuan flatly denied it: "This is also something that can't be helped, who made my short stories not good enough." Now there is a gap, so I urgently look for you for help. If there's anyone in the world who can write a novel in three days, it's you!"