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This was the first time Zhu Hui had a change of heart about novelists who wrote youth fantasy novels. Before this, she had assumed that Chu Kuang was one of those vulgar authors who wrote mindless harem stories.
Now it seemed that was not the case.
âArtificial Beautyâ was too brilliant. A mere two to three thousand words left her speechless. From this situation, it was clearâ
Chu Kuang undoubtedly had an extraordinary level of writing skill!
Opening the comment section, Zhu Hui found out she was not the only one surprised. Many comments also expressed emotions similar to hers:
âThis story is so interesting!â
âDid Chu Kuang really write this?â
âIsnât Chu Kuang a youth fantasy writer?â
âI originally came here to urge for more of âKing of the Netâ, but I was drawn in by a short story by Chu Kuang. This short story isnât at all youth fantasy, but itâs fascinating.â
âI really like this style!â
âThe text doesnât have much personal expression from the author, just pure narration, but the ending doesnât need any emotional embellishment yet it shook me to my core.â
âThat twist at the end.â
âAm I over-interpreting this? 1 feel this article satirizes many social phenomena. Wasnât there a news going around sometime ago about the creation of lifelike robots that look indistinguishable from humans? Itâs truly frightening thinking about it in conjunction with this story.â
âWas disappointed that it wasnât an extra chapter for âKing of the Netâ, but after reading the short story, felt contented haha.â
âTo the one above, youâre not alone.â
âScrew off, youâre not alone either.â
Aside from comments, many people had shared and praised the story.
The Tribe had a praising feature.
Readers could reward the stories they liked on the Tribeâs novel section, and ultimately, the author could earn half of the money.
Moreover, as many people shared it, even pedestrians who didnât know Chu Kuang started paying attention to âArtificial Beautyâ.
It had to be said, the four-character title âArtificial Beautyâ was rather eye-catching.
Upon hearing it, people might initially think the author was satirizing societyâs plastic surgery faces?
Especially the two words â^Aâ (beauty), they inherently had a kind of attraction, especially for male netizens!
As a result, more people finished reading this novelâ
Thatâs the benefit of being short!
Wellâ¦
Although it was different from what they imagined, this seemed to not affect many peopleâs evaluation of the novel. Even some bloggers who specialized in recommending books on the Tribe noticed this short story âArtificial Beautyâ, and casually shared it.
âShocking!â
One blogger who apparently knew the trick to attracting clicks said: âWho would believe this is a short story written by Chu Kuang, the author of âKing of the Netâ,?â
Even though the method was shameful, it was effective.
Chu Kuang originally had the popularity plus from the author of âKing of the Netâ.
Added on to the promotion from the readers, the little âArtificial Beautyâ story had unexpectedly high heat.
In the end, even the person in charge of the Tribeâs novel section took notice.
âBoss, the click rate on this short story is skyrocketing.â
Listening to the report from his subordinates, the person in charge of the Tribeâs novel section raised an eyebrow: âIsnât Chu Kuang the recently popular youth fantasy novelist? The author of âKing of the Netâ?â
âYes.â
The person in charge nodded, took some time to finish reading âArtificial Beautyâ, and then put on a smile: âIndeed, the story is very well written. Give it a push in the hot category of the novel section.â
After Lin Yuan had dinner, and took a walk with his family downstairs, by the time he logged back into his Tribe account again, it was already the next day.
This day was the Spring Festival.
Every household was bustling with joy.
Lin Yuanâs home was also very lively, but after a short time outside, Lin Yuan returned to his room and turned on the computer.
âEh?â
Lin Yuan was surprised to discover that overnight, there were over a thousand new messages in the backend of his Tribe account.
All these messages were related to âArtificial Beautyâ.
And his casually posted âArtificial Beautyâ now had over four thousand comments and over a thousand shares!
Apart from that,
The follower count of Chu Kuangâs account had also successfully jumped from ten thousand to twenty-two thousand.
At this moment,
Lin Yuanâs phone rang.
Lin Yuan looked at it, it was an unknown number, so he hung up.
After a while, the phone rang again.
Lin Yuan again hung up.
On the third ring, still the same number, Lin Yuan had no choice but to answer it.
The other side laughed, âHappy New Year.â
Lin Yuan answered: âIâm not New Year.â
There was a long pause on the other end before they changed their greeting: âHello, Chu Kuang.â
So, they were looking for Chu Kuang.
For these strange phone calls, if itâs not an advertisement or similar, Lin Yuan would first confirm whether they were trying to reach Xian Yu, Chu Kuang, or Lin Yuan, this process was very essential.
Lin Yuan asked: âWhatâs up?â
The man on the other end laughed: âLet me introduce myself, Iâm Yu Rong, the editor-in-chief of Silver Blue Booksâ Fun Reads magazine. Iâm calling you today to discuss a potential collaboration.â
Lin Yuan asked: âWhat type of collaboration?â
The other end said seriously: âI saw the novel you posted on the Tribe yesterday, and I feel itâs a bit of a waste. Such an excellent story could absolutely be serialized in our Fun Reads magazine. Our magazine is mainly focused on short stories, prioritizing fun and placing no limitations on the genre of novels. Moreover, our sales volume is quite substantial. Whatâs more, the Tribe wonât pay you for your publications, but we at Silver Blue Books are willing to pay!â
âHow much?â
This hit right in Lin Yuanâs heart, he was somewhat short of money. Though he had received his salary for this month, it was not enough to buy a house for his family as he wished.
âThree thousand per thousand words!â
The other end quoted: âOne thousand words equates to three-thousand yuan. We can collaborate on the basis of this price. Of course, the precondition is that your work has to pass our audit.â
Lin Yuan frowned: âThatâs too little.â
He roughly calculated that the reward for âArtificial Beautyâ on the Tribe had already accumulated to several thousand. Moreover, its timeliness was high; readers could give feedback at the earliest, and the prestige value could also be credited at the earliest.
âHow much do you want then?â
The ball was kicked back to him.
This was the kind of question that Lin Yuan dreaded most. However, he could continue playing Tai Chi: âIâll send you a piece first, and you quote a price. If I feel the price isnât appropriate, then forget it.â
âAlright, my email isâ¦â
âIâve already sent it.â
âHuh? You still donât know my emailâ¦â
âArenât you from Silver Blue Books? I sent it directly to YangFengâs email. You guys are colleagues, just go to him to get the manuscript.â
âButâ¦.I havenâtâ¦.with their departmentâ¦.â
The person on the other side was a bit taken aback, his tone noticeably flustered.
Lin Yuan said: âIâm hanging up now, goodbye.â
Lin Yuan really did hang up the phone.
Mainly because the Spring Festival really had come, the food today was even more plentiful than the previous days. If he didnât go out to eat now, what if his sister finished it all?
Meanwhile,
Editor YangFeng received a manuscript. It was a short story sent by Chu Kuang, titled âThe Gift of the Magiâ.
What was going on?
YangFeng was completely baffled..