Full-time Artist

　　 Lin Yuan naturally did not understand Gu Xi's series of psychological activities. Not long after he left, the phone rang from an unfamiliar number.

　　 Old rules, hang up.

　　 The opponent called the second time.

　　 It doesn't seem to be a harassing call, Lin Yuan thought for a while, and didn't hang up again, then answered the channel: "Who?"

"Hello!"

　　 said opposite: "Are you Chu Kuang teacher?"

"I'm."

　　 "Hello, Teacher Chu Kuang, I am Wei Long, the editor-in-chief of tribal literature..." The other party reported himself quite proudly.

　　 Lin Yuan swallowed.

　　Weilong naturally does not know how special his name is: "Our tribal literature is planning to organize a short story event recently. At that time, thirty short story writers will be invited to compete on the same stage. You are one of our inviters."

"Not interested in."

　　 Lin Yuan intends to continue to cooperate with "Fun Reading".

　　 He felt that the 200,000 manuscript fee of Yinlan Library was not low. Although the tribal literature platform was convenient, there was no manuscript fee.

　　 "Don't rush to refuse first."

The other party hurriedly laughed and said: "All the writers participating in our activities will receive a reward of 100,000 yuan. In addition, on this basis, if your work can enter the top three, we will also provide a bonus. One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand for the second place, and one hundred thousand for the third."

　　 bonus?

　　 Lin Yuan was a little tempted.

　　 The third-place manuscript fee is one hundred thousand, plus the one hundred thousand of the first invited manuscripts, it seems to be no worse than the silver blue library, if you get the second or even the first place, there will be more bonuses!

　　 Although it’s not a secure money...

　　 But Lin Yuan feels that with the quality of the stories he has, it is not a big problem to get into the top three. After all, the short stories he has are all famous stories.

　　 There is a door.

Finding that Lin Yuan did not speak, the other party guessed that Chu Kuang was interested, and could not help raising his tone: "Please rest assured that our tribal literature will not interfere with the results of the 30 writers' competition. The final top three will be Who is entirely up to the readers of our tribal literature!"

　　 "What about the rules?"

　　 Lin Yuan has the idea to participate.

The editor-in-chief named Wei Long said: "The rules are very simple. We do not limit the subject matter direction, but limit the number of words. The number of words in the entries shall not exceed 10,000 words. After all, the competition is for short stories, and there are no readers on the Internet. Read long articles patiently. In my opinion, it is better to not exceed 5,000 words..."

　　 paused.

　　Weilong continued: "After receiving the writers' manuscripts, our tribal literature will be promoted in the name of the official, and the scope of this promotion is definitely greater than that of traditional paper magazines..."

　　 Lin Yuan thoughtfully.

　　The readership of tribal literature is indeed wide. This is determined by the nature of the tribal platform itself. The number of users they have crushes any magazine. They do this, as long as they consider how many users will be converted into readers.

　　 "Don't hide it from you."

Wei Long smiled and said: "We originally planned to directly pay to invite writers to participate, but considering that this activity may imitate the form of the music circle's season list for a long time, we finally adopted this form, I don’t know. What are your intentions?"

"let me consider it."

　　 Lin Yuan answered like this, but in fact he already had an idea in his heart.

The other party also guessed this, so he said: "Okay, this number is your address book, let me add your friend, and send your email back to your address book. If you have any ideas, please be sure to submit your paper before the end of this month. , Because the selection will officially begin at the beginning of next month."

"it is good."

　　 Lin Yuan hung up the phone.

　　 In fact, "Interesting Reading" also invited Lin Yuan to contribute.

　　 Because of the "maggie's gift" fire, the magazine sales have risen a lot, so the magazine side wants to cooperate with Lin Yuan for a long time.

　　 But now it seems that tribal literature activities are more cost-effective.

Lin Yuan has no sense of belonging to Yinlan Library. After all, he signed works with Yinlan Library instead of people. He has the right to choose the publishing platform. This is also the first time he chose the tribe when he uploaded "Artificial Beauty". Literary reasons.

　　……

　　 During the Chinese New Year, Lin Yuan took advantage of his sister's luck to draw five short stories in one go. Currently, two of them are used, and there are still three stories to choose from.

　　 "This is it."

　　 The choice does not need to be too tangled.

　　Because Lin Yuan feels that the remaining three stories are not bad, no matter what he thinks, it depends on the reader's taste for the specific results.

　　 But Lin Yuan’s mission is not only to choose one of the stories, he also needs to magically change the background of the novel to make it more suitable for a certain era of Blue Star——

　　 Because the system gave five original stories.

　　 So "The Maggie's Gift" was adapted by Lin Yuan himself, such as the conversion of money and the conversion of background.

　　 In contrast.

　　 Lin Yuan’s first release of "Artificial Beauty" does not have a clear era background and does not require too many changes, so it is the easiest to write.

　　The explanation for this system is:

　　 Too complicated adaptations, the system can help, but "The Maggie's Gift" stories with a total of several thousand words still require Lin Yuan to do it himself.

　　 Lin Yuan did not resist this.

　　 People have more than 10 billion brain cells, adapting content of a few thousand words, not much death, and a sense of participation.

　　 This is indeed the case.

　　 Although he didn't know how many brain cells he had died, Lin Yuan returned to his residence at night and changed the background of the story with his computer, but it only took less than two hours, and one of them was used to check information.

　　 This kind of thing, it's not wrong to be strict.

　　 As for writing the original version, it is only twenty minutes.

　　 After changing the novel, Lin Yuan didn't immediately send it to Wei Long's mailbox, but thought about sending it again in a few days.

　　 If you sent it to the other party on the same day, wouldn't it reveal the fact that you have a copy?

　　 Turn off the computer~www.ltnovel.com~ Lin Yuan is ready to go to bed.

　　……

　　 When Lin Yuan was about to rest, in front of a desk in an apartment, Gu Xi was waiting nervously for a friend's call.

　　 Suddenly, the phone rang.

　　 She quickly connected: "How is it?"

　　 "Miss Gu, it took me a long time to get it done for you. You have to treat me to a big meal later."

"I'll treat!"

　　 "You have a conscience, the person you asked is Lin Yuan, he is indeed a student of composition, sophomore year this year."

"anything else?"

　　 "Lin Yuan is relatively reticent. It is said that his health is not very good, but his classmates commented on him quite well, saying that he has a good personality and never conflicts with others. That's it. I don't know the extra."

　　 Gu Xi: "……"

　　 People who have never had conflicts with their classmates, if they have conflicts with me, how annoying I am?

"correct."

　　 My friend asked: "Why do you want to inquire about Lin Yuan? Isn't it a gluttonous body? Isn't your Miss Gu always have eyes above her top?"

　　 "It's not his body that I am greedy for..."

　　 Gu Xi sighed: "You won't understand, can you give me a trick, tell me how to please someone?"

　　 "Of course it's just a matter of course."

　　 "But I don't know what he likes."

　　 "In my experience, 99% of people like money, of course I am talking about vulgar people like me."

　　 "He is not vulgar at all."

　　 Gu Xi sighed again: "It would be great if he likes money...he can't like money..."

　　 How can a person like a fairy like money?