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Li Wenyuan is a mature adult, Lin Han said it bluntly enough, as for whether he listened to it or not, it was not Lin Han's business, not to mention that others were ready to fail. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Putting more than 10 million yuan into a dream requires great courage, and Li Wenyuan's behavior is particularly abnormal.

"I'll go back and think about it, the magazine won't be republished so soon, I hope it will work."

Lin Han got out of the car, and he said to Li Wenyuan: "Mosquito, I won't persuade you anymore, anyway, find more professionals to consult, you can find me if you have any questions, as long as I can help." ”

Li Wenyuan pointed to the gate of the community over there, and said jokingly: "It's enough to have your words, you go back quickly, I will also go back to report the situation to my family leader." ”

"I forgot about my sister-in-law, let my sister-in-law teach you a good lesson."

After seeing Li Wenyuan drive around and leave, Lin Han walked quickly to the community, it was too cold outside in this winter, and it was warm and warm inside the warm house.

After Lin Han came out of the elevator, he subconsciously looked at the house opposite the door, Chen Jiaxuan had already gone on a business trip in Shanghai at this time, and there was no light and noise.

He opened the door of his room, and the heating on his face made him a little hot, and the heating was 24 hours a day.

After taking off his clothes, he only wore a thin shirt, and then opened the window to let in a little air, after all, it was too hot.

The snowflakes outside the window are falling, and the dim lights set off the snow scene beautifully, and the whole community is a little quiet.

After Lin Han took a sip of water, he began to consider Li Wenyuan's approach, although he liked science fiction very much, but he did not have the courage to buy a magazine alone.

Even if there is a lot of content in his head, if he doesn't consider the cost of using his brain, he can write a novel alone to support the entire magazine, after all, he can directly carry the entire magazine he has read on the earth.

But the operation of a magazine is not enough to be able to write novels, that is only one aspect of success.

Although Guo Xiaosi's "The Smallest Story" was successful, it should also be seen that the "Solo Singer" of Han Han, the national father-in-law, was closed, Baby Anne's "Dafang" was also discontinued, Zhang Yueran's "Carp" was of course not much better, and "Super Good-looking" dominated by the third uncle of the Southern School was also unknown to everyone after a period of success.

Successful writers don't necessarily run a good magazine, especially one that has no affiliation.

A hero and three gangs, if Guo Xiaosi had not cooperated with the Yangtze River Literature and Art Publishing House, "The Smallest Story" would not have been opened at all.

Now that Li Wenyuan wants to join "Fantasy Times", the only magazine that has ceased publication is the host publication, which was originally a nightmare-level challenge, but it has quietly escalated to the hell level.

Throwing off all the thoughts in his head, Lin Han felt that what he could think of, others would definitely be able to think of, and now it was up to Li Wenyuan to do it himself.

He turned on his computer, checked the latest news, and began to seriously translate the English version of "The Martian", although the copyright has not been sold yet, but be prepared.

There was no reply from the Renmin University Publishing House for the time being, and Lin Han and Chen Jiaxuan's insistence on 15% royalties seemed to be in an impasse, and they didn't have to hang themselves on this publishing house.

Translating the novel is slightly difficult, because Lin Han first watched the "Martian" movie in his last life, and then admired the Chinese version of the novel, and the English version just glanced at it casually.

This workload has increased a lot, some scientific and technological proprietary words, as well as calculation formulas, have to find appropriate translations, and he is still thinking about how to translate these Chinese Xingtian and Jingwei.

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A week passed quietly, and Lin Han's translation work was finally completed for more than half of the time.

But now he has to go to the British embassy in Yenching to get a visa, because Penguin Publishing Group has already started a large-scale publicity, and on the day of the official launch, he has to go to the event to participate in the event.

Lin Han himself was eager to try, he wanted to see what was different between London, England and the earth in this world, and it would not be too cool to apply for a visa to work for one day, and then travel for five days or something.

At the embassy, there were people from Penguin Publishing Group to help with the event, and the interview was almost a matter of going through the process, and they quickly stamped and agreed.

It took half an hour to get everything done, Lin Han was in a very happy mood, he looked at Chen Jiaxuan, who came to apply for a visa with him, and said with a smile: "Those of you who have been abroad for a long time are comfortable, and the visas of so many countries have been handled." ”

"I'm going out to work, like you going to relax. This time, I'll go to London with you to join the Penguin Classics series, and then I'll go to Paris Fashion Week to take the lead and see if I can work with the brand to get a place on the show. ”

"After two days in the UK, I will go to Europe, fly home from Frankfurt airport, but I can't see Fashion Week, I can go to see Notre Dame Cathedral or something."

Chen Jiaxuan couldn't help but roll her eyes, she worked diligently, but Lin Han was fine, and she was ready to travel to Britain, France and Germany for a few days.

The two talked and laughed, and when Li Wenyuan's phone called, Lin Han was a little surprised, could it be that there was something wrong with the preparations.

As soon as he pressed the call button, Li Wenyuan's angry voice came out: "Hey, Lin Han?" ”

"Mosquito, you are so loud that you almost deafened my ears. What happy event have you encountered today, let's hear about it. ”

Li Wenyuan said happily: "I have just finalized the final agreement with the "Fantasy Times" magazine, the editor will not be changed, and the editor-in-chief will be replaced with the person in charge of distribution. And I also invited Li Wei, the former editor-in-chief of "Everyone", to be the editor-in-chief here, and the other party agreed, and we will sign the contract later. ”

When Lin Han heard this, he couldn't help but laugh: "This is a good thing, there are such talents to help you take care of the magazine, so you can write novels with peace of mind to earn popularity." ”

A reputable writer comes to serve as the editor-in-chief of a novel, which is an important factor in attracting readers.

"I'm doing research right now, and I want to hear about your hospital, collect information to see what kind of content you like, and don't rush to republish. Only good and impressive works can ensure the quality and style of the magazine. "Li Wenyuan is a person who is in good spirits when he is happy, and his whole body is full of strength.

"Don't be in a hurry, the content is also very critical, when you resume the issue, I will send you a flower basket and a lion and dragon dance or something."

Who knew that Li Wenyuan laughed and said with a straight face: "If you want to give me these flower baskets, it is better to directly put "The Martian" on "Fantasy Era" and serialize it, this is my greatest thanks." The manuscript fee will definitely give you the highest treatment, 2,000 yuan per thousand words, and you will not suffer. ”

"You really like this novel of mine, okay, take it for two thousand words, but I can't serialize too far ahead, so I have to control the speed."

Now it was Li Wenyuan's turn to be dumbfounded, he originally just had this idea, but now he proposed it to test it, and wait for the meeting to talk in detail, who knew that Lin Han would simply agree to it, and the words he had prepared for a long time did not come in handy.

"Promised? Don't think about it? ”

Lin Han knocked on the car window with his finger, and he said firmly: "What's there to think about, isn't it just a novel!" I'm kind of supportive of your work. ”

Who doesn't have a dream, Li Wenyuan has helped himself so many times, and it's just right to repay it now. What's more, the price of the thousand-word 2000 he opened is not low, and Lin Han can still make money.