However, in terms of overall charm, Ning Yuhuan and Rong Xiyi combined can’t compare to Shang Wanjun.
"I’ve finished writing my novel, do you want to take a look?"
"Sure, send the file."
"Co to my place, the file isn’t on my phone."
"That works too."
With the invitation, Xu Lin had to go.
After the class eting ended.
Xu Lin started up his small motorbike and took Shang Wanjun away from school, heading to her rented apartnt.
Everything was as usual, except there was an extra chair in front of the computer.
This ti Shang Wanjun didn’t sit on Xu Lin’s lap but sat next to him.
Xu Lin opened the computer, curiously asking, "No new movies lately?"
"There are." Shang Wanjun responded.
Xu Lin was just casually asking, not expecting there to be any.
Opening the folder, there indeed were.
Xu Lin casually opened one.
"Is this from the dostic section?"
"Yeah."
"Doesn’t feel exciting."
Xu Lin fast-forwarded through a few parts, finding it dull, he opened three but they were all like this - the dostic section really doesn’t cut it, those who’ve seen them understand.
Xu Lin was completely uninterested.
"Let’s take a look at your novel."
"Yeah, here it is."
Shang Wanjun opened her novel file, "After my doctoral exam, I spent so ti finishing it, the full text is 360,000 words."
Xu Lin recalled that the last ti it was 170,000 words, now it was more than doubled.
So over the next half an hour, Xu Lin was reading the text.
During this ti, Shang Wanjun made him a cup of coffee, even served him so he didn’t need to lift a finger.
Finally, Xu Lin finished reading.
"How does it feel?"
"Overall, it’s fine, very story-driven and quite deep."
"Do you think there are any areas to revise?"
"Just so minor tweaks, equivalent to a bit of polishing."
"Then could you point them out? I’ll make the changes."
"Okay."
Xu Lin adjusted his seat so Shang Wanjun could face the computer, and for the next two hours, he pointed out areas while Shang Wanjun made changes; Shang Wanjun was very smart and talented, picking up things instantly. Finally, the revisions were finished.
"Is it good now?"
"It’s good, you can contact a publisher to get it published."
"Which publisher do you recomnd?"
"This one!"
Xu Lin searched online for Zhu Yue Publishing House’s website.
It’s the publisher that published his two novels.
Actually, Xu Lin could just tell the boss Yu Shengzhong, and they could approve Shang Wanjun’s novel, but she certainly wouldn’t agree with such favoritism, so Xu Lin rely recomnded the publisher, not ntioning his close relationship with the owner.
"Just try submitting to this one, via email."
"Okay."
Since the novel had already been typeset with the table of contents and everything.
So Shang Wanjun sent it directly via email.
Pen Na: Shang Wanjun.
Book Title: "A Journey through Misty Rain."
The story is roughly about the experiences and observations of a heroine nad Shang Wanjun traveling across the martial world, without any romance.
Speaking of romance, even in dostic films, even when depicting the anti-Japanese war, screenwriters can force a romantic storyline in, purely annoying.
Xu Lin rembers, there was once a movie with Eddie Peng about banning detergent, the story was great as they wiped out those Golden Triangle drug dealers, it was thrilling to watch, but they stubbornly forced a storyline where his girlfriend gets addicted to the detergent and is then slept with an old thug, leading to a life-or-death love story, Xu Lin felt that the movie’s quality dropped because of it. He even forgot the movie’s na but distinctly rembers the plot because it was so irritating, can’t see what the point of adding romance was.
In female-targeted novels, it’s the sa, there’s always romance.
Luckily, Shang Wanjun didn’t touch this.
"It’s sent."
At the sa ti, there was a ping, an email reply.
Opening it, it was the publisher’s automatic reply, saying they would respond within a week.
"It’s already past twelve, let’s rest early, you have class tomorrow." Shang Wanjun checked the ti.
"Okay."
"Xu Lin, why don’t you take a shower first, I take longer to shower."
So Xu Lin went to shower first, finishing in ten minutes.
He had changed his clothes after showering in the afternoon, so he was wearing the sa set tonight.
After Xu Lin showered, it was Shang Wanjun’s turn.
She takes over half an hour to shower.
During this ti, Xu Lin fell asleep on the sofa bed on the second floor.
Later, after Shang Wanjun finished showering and ca upstairs.
By this ti, the lights upstairs had been turned off, Shang Wanjun went over to check and found Xu Lin was already asleep.
Because the air conditioner was on and Xu Lin wasn’t covered, Shang Wanjun put a blanket over him.
Then Shang Wanjun went back to her room.
She didn’t bother to close the door.
Actually, the door was always left open because it’s a glass door, a whole piece, like the kind you find on balconies that slide left and right, every ti it moves, the glass door shakes, making noise, even being extrely cautious it’s the sa, overall the noise is quite loud, clearly a cheap piece.
It must be said, the landlord sure spent the renovation budget wisely.
Shang Wanjun continues to sleep naked, so after returning to the room, she simply undressed.
Xu Lin?
He woke up when Shang Wanjun covered him with the blanket.
Now, upstairs was pitch black.
Although he couldn’t see clearly, Xu Lin could see Shang Wanjun undressing, facing away from him.
He watched her take off piece by piece, first the top, then the underwear, pants, finally the panties.
This scene was quite tempting.
Every man knows the mont a woman undresses, is the most tempting, because at this ti there’s an anticipation level, and it rises to the maximum as the clothes gradually co off.
Sleeping nude?
Shang Wanjun’s figure was quite good, curvy and graceful.
Xu Lin watched for a bit, because there wasn’t anything more to see, Shang Wanjun had gone to bed.
Xu Lin felt bored.
He certainly couldn’t go over and lift her blanket to look, could he?
Obviously, that was impossible, so he simply closed his eyes to sleep.
A quiet night.
The next morning, the two went out together, grabbed breakfast at the nearby KFC, then headed to school.
Over the next two days, Xu Lin spent the first day at school in class, the second day running to the filming set.
It was on this day at the set, the director introduced Xu Lin to a man.
"Brother Xu, this is my friend, he’s from the CCTV production house."
Xu Lin saw Jiang Yu, a tall and strong Northern man.
"Mr. Xu, I’ve heard so much about you, a pleasure to et you!"
Jiang Yu extended his hand for a handshake with Xu Lin.
"Hello, is there sothing you need?" Xu Lin asked directly.
Jiang Yu said, "Mr. Xu, the thing is, CCTV is planning to launch a ’Huaxia Human Culture’ series and wants to collaborate with you on one or two pieces of music."
CCTV?
Xu Lin perked up, sensing potential.
"What is ’Huaxia Human Culture’?"
Xu Lin was curious.
"It’s about notable figures throughout history who have made significant contributions to the nation, have you heard of the program ’National Treasure’?"
"I watched it back in high school."
Xu Lin understood upon hearing ’National Treasure,’ though he saw it in high school when it was shown every night during self-study, it was about cultural relics and there were several similar shows, CCTV had produced a lot of cultural variety shows.
"It’s a program similar to ’National Treasure,’ so we hope to collaborate with Mr. Xu on the music."
"You guys at CCTV really think highly of ?"
Xu Lin asked.
"Haha, Mr. Xu’s composing skills are recognized by everyone!"
Jiang Yu smiled, "I wonder if Mr. Xu is available lately?"
"I’m not too busy lately."
"But Mr. Xu would have to travel to the Capital City, which might take up so of your ti, is your schedule flexible?"
"That’s no problem."
It’s a great opportunity, a bigger and higher platform, Xu Lin has no reason to refuse.
It’s like transitioning from a freelancer to pursuing formal paths, aiming for greater heights, he must go.
Xu Lin: "When to leave for the Capital City?"
"If Mr. Xu is available, in the next few days would be perfect."
"Sure, I’ll consider my upcoming schedule."
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