Chapter 42: The First Intimate Encounter

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Xu Feng knew that young man was not good.

Unlike the original Earth, this world looks like a lot of things are pretty much the same, but in fact there are big differences. For his immediate needs, the most important point is the issue of copyright, there is no room for piracy to survive.

As a result, while online reading is also booming, the print media shows no signs of weakening. Perhaps with the development of technology, that day will eventually come, but not at this moment.

Youth Literature and Art is a well-known publication in the magic capital, specializing in the publication of cutting-edge works, with a circulation of one million per month.

What is this concept?

The average reader of a publication will have a common habit of reading through the purchased publication from beginning to end, so a million sales means that any one of the works can get readers who are close to the sales.

Of course, the occasional author only gets clicks similar to the Internet, but not necessarily favorites and fans. However, those young writers who are well-known can also be serialized in magazines, and the ability to attract fans is considerable.

In China's industry, all literary and artistic industries have a rating system. A best-selling author who sells 100,000 copies is considered a one-star author, a two-star author with a million copies, and a three-star author with five million copies.

Although the sales of magazines cannot be counted as statistics of individual authors, if a new talent can show his name in such a big name as youth literature and art, in fact, he can almost be considered a two-star writer, or even higher.

Because the million sales of youth literature and art are only one month, the sales of familiar fans formed by appearing on it for many years can be imagined how powerful it is.

Like Wang Yongtian, the old principal of the No. 1 Middle School in the city, he has never published any works on the Internet with a huge readership, but he relied on publishing poems, short stories, and serials in major physical journals when he was young, which directly established the status of a six-star writer.

A six-star writer means no less than 100 million copies sold!

Xu Feng's computer-like thought only flickered slightly, and he was already shocked by himself, and the next moment he was already secretly laughing.

Hehe, I didn't expect that the opportunity for this great god to become famous would come so easily!

Before he could "agree" to Wei Jiabao, the other party had already smiled faintly, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Then first, I have to prepare for a speech, and I have the opportunity to get together with Xiaoyou again." ā€

After speaking, Wei Jiabao left.

At this time, Lin Xinxin came up excitedly and stabbed Xu Feng: "Oh, why didn't you talk just now, you were so flamboyant with me just now, don't you know that Lord Wei is the leading figure in the literary and artistic circles of the Demon Capital, right?" ā€

Of course Xu Feng knows this, he is even familiar with the editors of major websites, not to mention this kind of big name. However, Xiao Lori obviously didn't know what Xu Feng was thinking.

When he just knew that he could successfully ascend to the youth literary and artistic stage, Xu Feng was also imagining, but at this time he had calmed down. Regrettably, he found himself reluctant to take this path.

Obviously, you need someone to help you do everything. It's like writing an online article, there is no recommendation, and no matter how well it is written, it is almost useless. Of course, the editor is not blind if it is really well written.

However, writing online articles is very different from that path for Xu Feng.

Because the most important thing in online texts is the story, which is a perfect idea, and then the skeleton of the creativity is well displayed, that is, the rhythm of the story.

This is not a difficult thing for Xu Feng now, there are a lot of inexhaustible successful themes in his mind, and although he has been on the street for many years, he has at least accumulated a lot of writing experience, with such a detailed memory, it is only a matter of time before he changes the plot and fills the skeleton that is already there, and writes a few books that can become popular.

However, it is not so easy to follow traditional literature.

Take poetry as an example, the current national strength of China is prosperous, and all forms of literature and art are full of vigor, and it is almost effortless for him to directly carry a little excellent work to show his prominence. But that would require him to plagiarize in large quantities, which is something Xu Feng is unwilling to do.

The masterpiece itself exerts the charm of words to the limit, and Xu Feng thinks that he can't make any tricks by imitating the imitation of online texts. It is really against one's original intention to do so when there are already so many advantages.

Anyway, there are many ways to make money, and writing is actually a relatively difficult one. When I chose this path, I undoubtedly had an ignorant ideal in my heart, and I simply relied on stealing words to make a living, which seemed to be in vain for God's special favor and deviated from my own talent.

Yes, anybody, the moment you think about doing something and developing it into a career, you already have that talent. All that remains is to use amazing perseverance to surpass your peers and walk towards that narrow ladder.

This is not a noble discipline, but Xu Feng's personal humble persistence.

Xu Feng hooked the corners of his mouth, as if his heart had loosened some kind of tension, and looked at Xiao Lori: "You haven't answered me yet, what do you think of my level now?" ā€

Lin Xinxin was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but be pulled away from the topic by Xu Feng, pursed his lips and responded: "It's really amazing, I really admire you now." ā€

"Oh? So you're my fan sister from now on? ā€

"I ......" Lin Xinxin's face flushed again, "I'm bah!" ā€

Xu Feng deliberately frowned, pretending to be angry, but he didn't expect Lin Xinxin Ma Shan's expression to change, and finally softened: "Okay, count you as good, you will be my idol in the future, are you so satisfied?" ā€

"Idol, what does it mean to be the object of courtship?"

"Xu Feng!"

This time, it was Lin Xinxin's turn to raise his eyebrows lightly, and he smashed it directly with his fist. Xu Feng didn't dare to slack off, this little Lori's fists and feet were not covered.

Compared to her pretty Lori face, it's just another person.

Suddenly, his lower abdomen was slightly hot, and the breath like a stream of heat penetrated through his limbs, and in the direction of Xiao Lori's pink fist, he gently turned to one side, and then as soon as he sent Lin Xinxin's fist, he reflexively hugged her. Like a strange waltz, the two of them pressed close to each other's chests and backs.

Lin Xinxin's figure is not plump, coupled with learning martial arts, her body is slim, and she is also a little clumsy, but Xu Feng surrounded her, but she felt that the violent Lori suddenly became warm as water.

"This ......"

Xu Feng didn't expect to subdue Lin Xinxin so easily, and he didn't expect to form such an embarrassing position, and his head suddenly became hot and his ears rang.

Only then did he remember, as if this was the first time he had been so close to the opposite sex.

The warm breath on Lin Xinxin's body, wrapped in a faint fragrance, penetrated into his nose. Xu Feng was like a drug, his heartbeat accelerated wildly, and he uncontrollably faced her slender and white neck from behind......

"Bang!"

The sky was spinning, and when Xu Feng came back to his senses again, he found that he was already on the floor, and the back of his head was tingling.

Madan, careless!