Chapter 43

At this time, most of the calls that came in were initially harsh, asking for the contact information of "Yi Ye Shu." After receiving a negative response, they would then vent their frustrations, curse Lin Mu a few times, and then hang up.

There were also those who canceled their subscriptions, but not many, only about one or two thousand in total. Compared to the surge in subscriptions, this was not a serious issue.

There were also new subscribers, all of whom were readers who had just discovered "Lian Cheng Jue."

The marketing department was already laughing so hard they couldn't stop, as news from various sales points indicated that the sales of the new issue of the magazine had significantly increased.

Next, as the reputation of "Wuxia Story" spread, this reputation would eventually translate into sales, and then into red, crisp money.

The entire magazine office was filled with joy, all waiting for the end of the month to get their bonuses.

Only two departments were exhausted and miserable. One of them was the hotline department.

The other was the reader letter processing department. Although many letters had already been distributed to other idle employees of the magazine, the part they were responsible for still made up the majority.

Unlike usual, this time, the letters that came in all included a book number of "Wuxia Magazine," and in the most prominent position of the letters, they wrote down their reading impressions.

"Hmm, everything should be based on entertainment. Also, for the next issue, increase the book review section to two pages, four sides. We must ensure that this measure maximizes our sales!" Zhu Zhengting said with enthusiasm.

Lin Shuiqing, slightly worried, asked, "But the two issues of 'Lian Cheng Jue' have plots that are too harsh on the protagonist. Reader comments will inevitably be extreme. Will increasing the pages like this make Yi Ye Shu unhappy?"

Zhu Zhengting thought for a moment and said, "You must communicate well with Yi Ye Shu. This idea was his, so he must have expected it. Additionally, the reward we previously agreed to give him, I think, should be five thousand yuan, plus the phone we already gave him. For a high school student, this is already quite a lot. You can discuss this with him, and I believe there won't be any problems."

Lin Shuiqing nodded in agreement but felt a bit uneasy in his heart.

Lin Mu's current manuscript fee standard was 180 yuan per thousand words, and this was because it was his first serialized work. Although it was already 30 yuan higher per thousand words than other new serialized authors, compared to the quality of "Lian Cheng Jue" and the boost it gave to the sales of "Wuxia Story," this price was low.

But even so, Lin Mu's manuscript fee for one issue was about 3,500 yuan.

Five thousand yuan was just one and a half issues of his manuscript fee!

The book review suggestions, plus the high quality of "Lian Cheng Jue," and the need to appease Lin Mu or any dissatisfaction caused by the book reviews, the editor-in-chief was only preparing to reward him with five thousand yuan?

Even the phone was only worth a little over a thousand yuan. For both parties, it was just a drop in the bucket. And the magazine had a habit of giving gifts to famous authors they collaborated with, so could this be considered a reward?

While contacting Lin Mu, Lin Shuiqing felt a shadow of unease. He had a premonition that with the editor-in-chief's way of handling things, there might not be many more opportunities to work with Lin Mu in the future...

...

Lin Mu, upon receiving the information, was not concerned. The more agitated the readers were, the more it meant that "Lian Cheng Jue" had touched their hearts, and the more it meant that they were reading carefully. Otherwise, if they read other books as quickly as skimming, who would care about the emotions in the book?

Moreover, Lin Mu could see that the readers' curses were not malicious, but rather a sign of deep love and high expectations. Therefore, he did not make things difficult for Lin Shuiqing in this regard.

Lin Mu thanked him for the five thousand yuan reward. He had just started earning money, and next year he would face the college entrance exam. Whether he went to a mediocre university or ventured into society, he would need a start-up fund.

Feeling playful, he also sent a message to Lin Shuiqing, asking him to publish it in the book review section of the next issue.

Lin Mu could already foresee the expressions on the readers' faces when they saw his response...

...

In the evening, as soon as Lin Mu pushed open the door to his room, he saw Su Taohua, wearing a nightgown, lying lazily on his bed, legs crossed, and leisurely reading a hairstyle magazine.

Seeing Lin Mu come in, she didn't mind, just glanced at him, wiggled her delicate toes, and continued reading the magazine with interest.

"…Beautiful lady, your black lace mesh with red floral bow panties are showing..."

Su Taohua choked, coughed, and quickly pressed her legs together to cover her nightgown, her finger trembling as she pointed at Lin Mu.

"You little brat! Are you looking for a fight!" After catching her breath, Su Taohua angrily demanded.

Lin Mu rolled his eyes, poured a glass of water, and while turning on his computer, said, "It's almost ten o'clock. You don't have evening classes, so you came back early. What are you doing on my bed? Trying to seduce me?"

Su Taohua was so angry she wanted to bite him to vent her frustration. She said angrily, "Who told you to make the bed so soft! Hey, how did you do it? I checked, and it's just a few pieces of cardboard between the mattress, how can it be so comfortable?"

Lin Mu took a sip of water and smiled wickedly, "Comfortable?"

He then added with a smirk, "Comfortable for me at night, but you'll be uncomfortable when you go back..."

"..."

Su Taohua was speechless for a long time. Seeing that Lin Mu was no longer teasing her and had turned back to his computer, she suddenly sighed.

"What's wrong?" Lin Mu turned around, puzzled.

Su Taohua's expression turned melancholy, "Nothing, just thinking of someone. You continue browsing the web, I need to look at these hair accessory styles..."

Lin Mu pursed his lips. His English teacher seemed cheerful, but her true feelings were locked away.

"There's nothing to look at. Come here, let me tie your hair up casually. I guarantee it will amaze the whole school tomorrow..." Lin Mu stood up, indifferent.

He had recently won a "D-level Skill for Tying Up Mid-length Hair" in a lottery. He originally thought it was useless and put it aside, but now, hearing Su Taohua talk, he suddenly became interested.

Sitting on the bed, he pulled Su Taohua to sit down. He picked up two strands of hair, thought for a moment, and decided to start with a simple style.

He intertwined the two strands of hair, left one strand alone, and then intertwined the other strand with a new strand of hair from the side. He repeated this, creating three diagonal strands of hair. He then picked up the hair clip from her head and secured the final intertwined part.

"Take a look!" Lin Mu picked up his phone, took a photo, and handed it to Su Taohua.

Su Taohua looked at it and was immediately stunned.

In the mind of an ordinary girl, hair was either straight, curly, in a ponytail, or simply fixed like the elf prince in "The Lord of the Rings."

But the hairstyle Lin Mu created was beyond her expectations.

PS: Thanks to zrcjs for the 100 yuan tip. In the new week, I need recommendations. If I can get 600 recommendations before 24:00 tomorrow, I'll add an extra chapter!~

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