Chapter 33

For Lin Han, once his novel was published in *Science Fiction World*, the matter had little to do with him. The remaining work would be completed by the magazine, and he only needed to focus on writing his new book quietly.

With the previous collaboration, it would be much easier for him to submit another manuscript now, and he would also receive preferential treatment in terms of payment. The remuneration for writers varied greatly, and he had finally moved beyond the novice stage, no longer subject to exploitation.

There were many magazines across the country, and the competition for excellent original manuscripts was intense. For science fiction novels, it wasn't necessary to publish them in *Science Fiction World*; he had other options, such as *New Science Fiction*, *World Science Fiction Review*, and *Nine States Fantasy*. Although their influence was slightly smaller, the remuneration wouldn't be low.

To secure high-quality novel resources, these magazines offered particularly generous commission letters, ranging from 500 to 1000 yuan per thousand characters for ordinary manuscripts, 8000 to 15000 yuan per thousand characters for major manuscripts, and 10000 yuan per thousand characters for special manuscripts. The prices for renowned novelists were calculated separately.

If Li Wenyuan published in *Science Fiction World*, it wouldn't be at the ordinary price; this was a rare opportunity.

With the热烈 reaction to *The Rural Teacher*, Lin Han wanted to strike while the iron was hot, giving himself a bargaining chip. This was the best time.

"Xuan, I'll give your contact information to the *Science Fiction World* editorial department soon, so you can discuss the new book with them. I'll stay out of it, okay?"

"That's my job. You don't take up much of my time anyway. It's better to push you forward. You're the best science fiction writer among movie directors and the best director among science fiction writers. Let's talk about your manuscript later."

Chen Jiaxuan was almost letting her artists run wild, and she herself was learning how to be a literary agent. She was neglecting major deals worth millions to focus on these small transactions.

Actually, novelists also made a lot of money. On the annual list of the richest writers, the top writers earned tens of millions in royalties. Some best-selling authors benefited from the adaptation of their works, with their income directly tied to these copyrights.

With a complete industry chain, the income gap between top writers and ordinary authors was significant. Top American authors could earn close to 100 million dollars.

The most successful people in every industry made a lot of money, and this was Lin Han's goal: to influence the world with science fiction.

Lin Han could only shrug at Chen Jiaxuan's words. After glancing at the contract, he smiled and asked, "When can I expect the payment?"

"Sign now, and I'll have a friend expedite the financial department to try to get it to you sooner."

"Alright."

He quickly signed his name on the phone screen and pressed his fingerprint. Lin Han looked forward to the new issue of *Novel Selection*.

Despite the recent success of *Science Fiction World*, both in print and online, mainstream media had not given it much attention. It seemed more like a small circle of people entertaining themselves.

"Don't isolate yourself too much while writing. Go out and socialize, have a drink with friends. Don't be a hermit."

Chen Jiaxuan quickly sent the electronic contract to Tu Meilun and prepared to leave, carrying her bag. It wasn't good for a man to spend too much time in front of a computer; he needed to interact with people.

Lin Han helplessly spread his hands and said with a smile, "Writing requires this kind of dedication, repeatedly revising and speculating, spending a lot of time on it. Besides, I don't have many friends, and drinking is out of the question. I plan to abstain from alcohol for half a year."

The original owner's body had been weakened by alcohol, and he had shown signs of alcohol poisoning several times. Lin Han didn't want to die young after crossing over; he needed to take care of his health.

"Since you're free now, why don't you be my assistant? Go to the Wulong Film Base. I heard that the actress playing the Jade Rabbit in the *Journey to the West* production was exposed for drug use, so they need to replace her. I'll try to help one of my new artists get the role."

In the entertainment industry, every role was in high demand. Even minor or villainous roles were fiercely contested.

The Jade Rabbit in the novel was one of the more beautiful and less dangerous challenges in the eighty-one trials. She transformed into a princess of Tianzhu to marry Tang僧, but was captured by Chang'e.

In Lin Han's memory, the Jade Rabbit in *Journey to the West* left a deep impression, especially with her Indian maiden attire and the scene where she sang and spied on Tang僧 in the forest, which many people found unforgettable. The repeated "Sariva~ Sariva~~" was almost brainwashing.

Being able to witness the birth of such an excellent TV series was exciting for Lin Han. He immediately found a legitimate reason: "You're right, I should go out to find inspiration."

Chen Jiaxuan gave Lin Han a disdainful look. He was a science fiction writer, so what kind of inspiration could he find in a mythological TV series? Clearly, he was just there to chase stars.

The *Journey to the West* production, touted as the most luxurious in history, had gathered almost all the actors in the Chinese entertainment industry. Every actor was perfectly cast, even for roles with just a few minutes of screen time, and stars were vying to be part of it.

"Let's go. Put on your gear, and we'll go and come back quickly."

Chen Jiaxuan also valued this opportunity. If her new artist could land the role of the Jade Rabbit, the attention would be significant, and her development wouldn't be a concern.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Lin Han quickly fastened his seatbelt. Female drivers were notoriously dangerous, and he didn't want to take the risk.

"When are you going to retake your driving test? Once you become famous, you'll need to drive yourself, right? Do you want me, your agent, to be your free driver?"

"Not in a hurry. I'll think about it when I can afford a car."

The original owner's driver's license had been revoked, and although he could drive, he had no legal right to do so.

The Wulong Film Base was located in the southern suburbs of Yanjing, known for its distinctive architecture. Many films and TV series were shot here, making it one of the two major film bases in China, alongside Hengdian.

Yanjing's traffic was a serious issue, and the car was stuck in traffic after leaving the second ring road. It was unclear when they would reach the film base.

"Xuan, I have a friend who is an assistant director on the *Journey to the West* production. He might even direct the episode with the Jade Rabbit. We can visit the set officially."

If it weren't for the chance to see the production of this classic TV series, Lin Han wouldn't have wanted to re-enter the entertainment industry. Fortunately, today he was just a low-level assistant and didn't need to interact with others.

"Today, our focus is on discussing the role with the producer and director. If your friend can put in a good word, that would be great."

However, Lin Han was surprised that the main person wasn't going to the meeting, "If you want your new artist to play the Jade Rabbit, shouldn't you bring her to meet the director? Are you just going to show them a photo?"

"Xiao Su has already gone. She took the subway, which was faster."

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