Chapter 3

"Never look down on others." Lin Han now relaxed, and he was willing to joke with Chen Jiaxuan, "If my novel gets published, I'll definitely give you the first copy."

"It's not that I want to discourage you, but entering the sci-fi world now, you might face resistance. Besides, making money in the entertainment industry is much easier than writing novels. The famous actress Tian is about to start a new show, and I don't think it would be a problem to get you a position as an executive director on her set. I'll talk to her when I get back."

Lin Han didn't want to enter that world of fame and fortune, so he shook his head and said, "Sis Xuan, you're not my agent anymore, so you don't need to worry about these things."

Chen Jiaxuan felt a bit hurt. Who was she doing this for? Wasn't it for him? Otherwise, why would the famous Chen, who was well-known in the entertainment industry, need to bundle her artists for sales?

Seeing the gradually changing expression on Chen Jiaxuan's face, Lin Han realized his words had hurt her. He quickly said, "Sis Xuan, I really don't want to go back for now. I don't want to face people's criticism and disdain anymore. I have confidence in writing a good novel. If it doesn't work out, you can assign me any job!"

"Alright, let's make a deal. If you can't write a profitable novel in six months, no, three months, you'll obediently return to the entertainment industry. Your talent shouldn't be wasted!"

The determined Chen Jiaxuan seemed to have already won. She knew this pale-faced man very well and genuinely wanted to help him. There were many handsome men and talented directors in the entertainment industry, but she had a special fondness for him and couldn't let go.

Lin Han patted his chest, "Three months, then!"

Chen Jiaxuan looked at the confident Lin Han, feeling that the vibrant person from before had returned. She suppressed her excitement, put on her windbreaker, and stood up with her bag, "Don't go back on your word. I have to accompany an artist to a program recording this afternoon. Don't drink too much again."

"I won't. I can't afford much alcohol now. Drive carefully and slowly, don't be like those reckless female drivers."

"You should rest and exercise more. I was in a hurry this time, but I'll bring you some fruit next time. Don't look like a vampire."

"Sis Xuan, you're almost like Tang僧, so nagging, you'll get old."

"Getting old is your fault." Chen Jiaxuan gave Lin Han a flirtatious glance, wondering when this blockhead would finally understand.

Lin Han watched Chen Jiaxuan's graceful figure gradually walk away and couldn't help but smile. Despite being busy, she still made a detour to see him. How could he not feel the weight of her affection?

He met Chen Jiaxuan when they were in college. At that time, the original host was interning in a famous director's crew and met Chen Jiaxuan, who was just starting with her first artist. Chen Jiaxuan was a very inexperienced rookie agent, often causing laughter in the crew. He occasionally helped ease the tension because he was familiar with the crew staff.

Later, she grew into a top-notch agent, becoming a gold medal agent in the entertainment industry. She was only one year older than him, but she was far beyond him, a jobless youth.

"Stop thinking about these things, it's time to focus on the real work."

Lin Han put these thoughts aside, got up, and found the latest issue of "Science Fiction World," then read it carefully to understand the level of science fiction in this world. With so many science fiction masters behind him, he didn't believe he couldn't match them.

Three months was more than enough time to write a novel. Lin Han wasn't fighting alone; he was standing on the shoulders of giants. If he couldn't achieve his goal, he might as well give up, rather than embarrass the science fiction community on Earth.

The first thing that caught his eye was a series of mecha, warship novels, robots, aliens, dimensional changes, space battles, time travel, and apocalypses. Both soft and hard science fiction were developing rapidly, with a wide range of topics, a dream world for science fiction enthusiasts.

At this moment, the large "Galaxy Award Submission" on the cover caught his attention.

Lin Han flipped to the submission page and stared at the text, lost in thought. As a science fiction enthusiast, the Galaxy Award was no stranger to him. It was the highest honor in Chinese science fiction and the only science fiction award in mainland China, representing the highest level of science fiction creation.

In his previous life, many well-known science fiction writers had won the Galaxy Award, and the famous Liu Cixin was a regular winner. "The Wandering Earth" won the grand prize, "The Village Teacher" received a reader nomination, and he dominated the charts almost every year. "The Three-Body Problem" won numerous awards.

This was an extremely authoritative award, and once you were shortlisted, you could immediately be published in the current issue of "Science Fiction World," with appropriate royalties to help you through tough times.

Although there were some differences between the two worlds, "Science Fiction World" was still the exclusive organizer of the Galaxy Award, nurturing a batch of talents for the Chinese science fiction community.

Due to the highly developed cultural and entertainment industry in this world and the strict protection of copyrights, piracy was almost non-existent, though it hadn't completely disappeared and could only hide in the shadows, being suppressed whenever it surfaced.

As the world's largest circulation science fiction magazine, "Science Fiction World" had a high readership, with each issue selling over 800,000 copies. If a top science fiction master published, the sales could surge to over a million, showing its significant influence.

The submission requirements were simple: the manuscript should be within 20,000 words, with a royalty of 100-500 yuan per thousand words, paid in the month of publication. If you won an award, the prize money would be calculated separately.

Due to the large circulation of "Science Fiction World," the magazine was well-funded and could secure many sponsorships, so the Galaxy Award's prize money increased year by year.

In his previous life, the grand prize was only 100,000 RMB, and it had only recently increased from 30,000 RMB.

Here, the grand prize for the Galaxy Award was 500,000 RMB, the first prize was 200,000 RMB, the outstanding prize was 100,000 RMB, and the reader nomination and best newcomer awards were each 50,000 RMB, all before tax.

However, the tricky part of the submission was that once the work was submitted and the prize money was received, the rights to adapt the work into games, films, animations, and micro-movies would be transferred to the sponsors for free.

In other words, if Lin Han received the prize money, the copyright of his science fiction novel would be transferred to others, stripping him of some of his rights. But at this stage, before he became famous, he had to give up these rights.

If he submitted some good works, Lin Han felt he would be heartbroken. He didn't want to give up the copyright of his best science fiction novels just for the prize money. Submitting top-notch novels would be too extravagant; he wanted to keep the best for himself to use gradually.