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Chapter 58 of 100

Chapter 58

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After chatting with Lin Shuiqing for a while, Lin Mu opened the document and started writing his new book.

Lin Shuiqing advised him to curry favor with the magazine editor, but Lin Mu pretended not to hear. It wasn't that Lin Mu was arrogant or anything; the reason was very simple—he was just lazy.

Yes, lazy. He was too lazy to go through all that trouble. If he had the time, he would rather watch a Japanese drama than flatter others.

The money he earned was from his own writing, not from others' charity!

However, what Lin Shuiqing said wasn't entirely without merit, such as focusing on the depiction of internal energy in the next book.

After all, the concept of internal energy was new, and readers had no impression of this new genre.

In the previous life, the Chinese were well-versed in the martial arts described in Jin Yong, Gu Long, Wen Ruian, and Liang Yusheng's novels. Just mentioning the names would bring up vivid images in their minds.

But in this world, if Lin Mu were to write "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils," many people probably wouldn't understand.

Six Pulse Sword Technique?

Why is it so powerful for internal energy to come out of the fingertips? Wouldn't Katō Ei be the greatest expert in the world?

Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?

Empty hands completely ignoring swords and knives? Impossible!

Eight Desolations and Six Directions Supreme Power? Northern Darkness Power?

What the hell, can internal energy make people young again and absorb each other? I haven't read much, don't lie to me!

...

Therefore, for the next book, Lin Mu decided to write "The Travels of Swordsman."

To be honest, the story of "The Travels of Swordsman" is not complete, and there are almost no spectacular martial arts battles like the one on the Great Snow Mountain or the Blood Knife Old Ancestor fighting four experts.

Even the ending is a bit ridiculous. Shi Potian just learned a world-shaking martial art on侠客岛, but he only used it to walk on the sea and save his sister Axiu.

Then, it's over. The ending is actually about why his father Shi Qing didn't marry a kind and skillful rich beauty but chose a useless woman instead!

When Lin Mu read the novel, he almost tore the book apart!

Who the hell is the main character?

Mr. Jin, are you not letting us enjoy it?

However, despite this, "The Travels of Swordsman" is still a top-notch martial arts novel.

What Lin Mu valued most was the protagonist Shi Potian's fighting style.

From beginning to end, in battles with experts, he basically relied on his powerful internal energy. There's no other protagonist like him in the entire martial arts world!

When attacked by the Chang Le Gang experts, he directly merged the Dragon and Tiger energies inside his body, sending his opponents flying and breaking their bones.

In the battle with the Good and Evil Envoys, he used his internal energy to resist the poison, while his opponents were almost killed by the reverse flow of poison.

In the fight with Bai Zizai, he didn't retaliate, allowing Bai Zizai to hit him, but he was unharmed, while Bai Zizai's hands turned red and swollen, and his internal energy weakened.

On侠客岛, he was even more brutal and bizarre, using his internal energy to destroy the tadpole script on the stone wall, and the two top-notch experts were exhausted to death by his internal energy!

The entire story is so direct and brutal. The effectiveness of techniques is just a side issue. As long as the internal energy is strong, no matter how high the enemy's sword skills or palm techniques are, they are useless.

Therefore, Lin Mu felt that "The Travels of Swordsman" was the pinnacle of internal energy-focused stories, making it perfect for the current situation.

...

Time passed, and Lin Mu loosened his stiff fingers, about to get a cup of tea to continue writing, when he suddenly heard a QQ friend request notification.

"Cheng Xiong? I remember he's the editor of the "Martial Arts" magazine. Why is he adding me?"

Lin Mu accepted the request. Before he could ask, the other party sent a picture.

"Yiye Shu Lin Mu: 2000 yuan.

Wendao Cheng Wen: 5000 yuan

..."

It was the welfare report for authors by "Martial Arts" magazine this year.

Lin Mu was stunned. The words Lin Shuiqing had said earlier came back to him, and the hidden meaning gradually became clear.

"What do you mean?"

Cheng Xiong: "The plot of 'Dagger of the Linked Cities' is ingenious. You're not a fool, so do I need to say more?"

Lin Mu sneered: "It's just a way to take advantage of new writers, isn't it? Are you trying to take advantage of me, Mr. Cheng?"

Cheng Xiong: "You misunderstood. I'm not here to poach you at a low price. If you come to 'Martial Arts,' your manuscript fees will be the highest in the industry, 200 yuan per thousand words, and I can guarantee that no matter what your next book is like, I will publish it without reservation. How about that?"

To any other new writer, Cheng Xiong would seem like a sincere Liu Bei.

However, Lin Mu clearly saw that He Shuo's "Seven Curses of the Wild" had a completely different writing style, as if written by a different author.

With so much experience in the industry, Lin Mu could see the reason at a glance.

No matter what the next book is like, it will be published without reservation?

You can force a veteran writer like He Shuo to revise his manuscript, and now you have the nerve to say this to me?

The story of "The Travels of Swordsman" is exciting enough, and Lin Mu wasn't worried about the manuscript revision, but the issue of reputation couldn't be ignored.

The two magazines were rivals. If Lin Mu left "Martial Arts Story," no one would say anything, but if he joined "Martial Arts," others would see it as Lin Mu being unrighteous and switching sides for profit.

Lin Mu was always practical and didn't care much about such a reputation, but if he got this label, it might affect his reputation, so he didn't consider it.

Moreover, if he joined "Martial Arts," he would be putting his only lifeline in their hands, leaving himself at their mercy.

Lin Mu: "Haha, thank you, Mr. Cheng. If there's an opportunity in the future, we can definitely cooperate."

On the other side of the computer, Cheng Xiong crushed the cigarette butt in the ashtray and sneered.

Cheng Xiong: "Don't refuse too late. As far as I know, your performance with 'Yiye Shu' is limited. How about this: the conditions I mentioned earlier still stand, and I'll also give you a spot at the Beijing Film Academy. How about that?"

A spot at the top art school in the country?!

Lin Mu was stunned, never expecting such a heavy move from the other side.

He had previously said he was planning to apply to a few art schools in Beijing to persuade the little girl Wei Yunxiang in the front row.

But after he really understood the admission situation of art schools in this world, he had already given up on it.

Unlike the spring admission exams for art schools in his previous life, in this world, the art school admissions started in the second lunar month of spring and lasted until the summer vacation after the college entrance exam in August, a period of seven months.

Each month, one-seventh of the admission spots would be selected.

Moreover, the art exams not only required good college entrance exam scores but also a certain level of artistic ability. The schools would also give a separate test to assess the students' artistic knowledge.

Of course, high looks were a basic requirement.

In Lin Mu's opinion, apart from his good looks, he didn't meet the other three requirements...

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