"Then I’ll give my hubby a kiss!"
Ning Yuhuan leaned in, her face red, and gave Xu Lin a peck.
She still blushed easily.
"I’m saying tonight!"
Xu Lin reminded, "Kissing now doesn’t count, tonight you’ll have to strip for !"
Ning Yuhuan pursed her lips and nodded.
"And also, I want pigtails!"
Xu Lin reached out to touch Ning Yuhuan’s long hair; he hadn’t tried pigtails for a while.
Plus, Ning Yuhuan’s hair had grown longer, and she hadn’t cut it. At school, she’s the girl with the longest hair, no doubt.
Possibly even the best quality hair; Rong Xiyi’s hair isn’t as good as Ning Yuhuan’s.
Ning Yuhuan said nothing, her face turning even redder.
Because pigtails were too embarrassing; Xu Lin would grab her pigtails from behind and make her kneel...
After leaving the city library, Xu Lin and Ning Yuhuan found a Sichuan restaurant and had a al.
They returned to the duplex ho at seven in the evening.
Xu Lin didn’t feel like doing anything after eating; instead, he continued refining his script in the bedroom at his computer. Today’s ideas hadn’t been written down yet, but Xu Lin had kept them in mind and was now back to polish them.
anwhile, Ning Yuhuan was beside Xu Lin, using a laptop to read through the thirty papers Xu Lin helped gather today, fifteen of which were foreign-language papers needing translation. The computer translation made so parts sound odd, so Ning Yuhuan asked Xu Lin beside her how to translate them.
The foreign language was all in English, and Xu Lin could understand it.
This ti, Ning Yuhuan didn’t stay on the first floor while Xu Lin worked; he had her sit next to him.
By ten o’clock at night, Xu Lin had successfully completed the more than ninety thousand-word script, including polishing and refinent, all done.
"How do I sell this script?"
Xu Lin suddenly thought of an ultimate question.
Firstly, this script was definitely a good one, and for a good script, it has to be picked up by a capable investor. Only a capable investor would have the clout to bring in a powerful team, like a skilled director and actor.
So, the question remained: how should Xu Lin make people realize his script is worth noticing?
The first step was a question.
Xu Lin pondered for a few minutes, then had a flash of insight.
Initially, Xu Lin thought of seeking out channels and investors, but this approach seed too daunting. Currently, Xu Lin strictly had no network of investors in the entertainnt industry, which would be very ti-consuming.
But now, Xu Lin thought of publishing the script on the website where he writes novels.
On the website, you can publish anything; as long as it passes review, it’s okay. As for copyright issues, as long as you don’t sign a contract, the content is entirely yours.
And why would a novel website sign a contract for your script?
So Xu Lin wanted to use the website for script exposure, let the script generate buzz, create so heat and increase attention.
Just like the saying, when you bloom, butterflies will co.
Xu Lin didn’t hesitate, turning the over ninety thousand-word script into nine Chapters and posting them on the novel website.
Author: Mr. Xu.
Still the sa author ID.
Title: "Dajing Dynasty."
An incredibly simple na.
Summary: A fictional historical and political intrigue script. If interested in collaboration, please contact.
After posting, it still needed to be reviewed.
Typically, the system review takes half an hour to up to two hours to complete, as long as there’s no inappropriate, bloody violence, or other violating content, it passes directly.
But Xu Lin didn’t want to wait that long; he logged into QQ and contacted Ranzhi.
"Rye, I just posted a script; help approve the review."
Ranzhi had set special notifications for Xu Lin; he received the ssage imdiately.
"Holy crap? Mr. Xu released a new book?"
"Wait, a script?"
Ranzhi was surprised and puzzled, "A script? What’s Mr. Xu doing with a script?"
This was sothing he truly didn’t understand.
Xu Lin: "I’m preparing to enter the film industry."
Ranzhi: "Aweso! Worship.jpg"
Ranzhi: "Mr. Xu, I’ve approved your review!"
Ranzhi: "Haha, Mr. Xu, let take a look at your script! Sunglasses.jpg"
Xu Lin didn’t reply; seeing the script had been successfully published, he went to Xiaohongshu to post a new ssage specifically about this matter, ntioning that if there’s collaboration interest, please contact.
As for the novel side, Xu Lin didn’t publish a single Chapter for notification. His current target was big directors and investors, or those seasoned actors, capable perforrs. Ordinary readers looking at it wouldn’t be very useful, and Xu Lin didn’t expect ordinary readers to understand it.
As soon as Xu Lin’s notification was out, a large number of people flocked in.
It should be noted that Xu Lin’s Xiaohongshu followers had exceeded 15 million now, quite sizeable. Many stars in the entertainnt industry didn’t match his scale, and they even had a bunch of zombie followers, like Brother Qian when trouble arose, still having fifty million followers, claiming a existence to conquer Northern Russia and save Brother Qian, but in reality, how could there really be fifty million authentic followers?
Xu Lin’s followers, however, were very active, much more valuable than Brother Qian’s fifty million followers.
"Holy crap, Mr. Xu wrote a script?"
"I’ll go check out what’s happening!"
"Fictional historical intrigue? Mr. Xu knows how to write history?"
Many people quickly ca over to the novel platform to check out the situation.
Actually, Xu Lin’s script wasn’t dull; on the contrary, it was captivating right from the start.
The first act, which was the first episode, began with the Third Prince who was born a sage. Xu Lin’s writing was superb; a few words were enough to make things clear, his style simple yet engaging, drawing readers in with a powerful allure. Everyone was captivated as soon as they clicked on it, getting more engrossed as they read further, with emotions cruising through the story’s ups and downs, joy, anger, sorrow, heartbreak, or sheer astonishnt...
Until at the end, helplessness and a sense of loss set in.
History isn’t like other stories; other stories have to have a happy ending. Xu Lin’s script doesn’t have a happy ending because he writes about human nature, about historical recurrence. Therefore, the sage-like Third Prince ultimately cannot change the tide, although Xu Lin didn’t write about the fall of the Jing Dynasty, the previous tone makes it evident that the country would inevitably fall.
Thus, in less than an hour, Xu Lin’s script hit the trending list.
Xu Lin hadn’t noticed this yet.
Ranzhi sent a ssage after more than half an hour.
"Mr. Xu, this script is insanely good!"
"How so?"
"Over ninety thousand words, sixty-three main characters, each vividly depicted and coming to life! And three main storylines, thirty-seven subplots, intricately intertwined yet tightly linked, ultimately converging in a powerful climax. By simply these two points, those web novel gurus can’t even compare to you! Plus I didn’t expect Mr. Xu to write history so fearsoly!"
Ranzhi: "I feel this script, if made into a TV series, would definitely explode with popularity!"
"The script hasn’t even been sold yet, right?"
"Is Mr. Xu seriously going to enter the movie industry?"
"Not kidding."
"Worship.jpg×3 Kneeling with cerebration.jpg×3"
Ranzhi: "Mr. Xu, you’re trending on Weibo again!"
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