The King of Crossover Entertainment.

Chapter 130 0130, fate is so wonderful

New York, 46th floor, IMIA building, editorial office of Haidiao Literature Network.

Alisa was the first to receive the news that the crossover superstar released a new book.

Even at twelve o'clock in the night, she sat up from the bed, took out her mobile phone, and opened the Panda Chinese Network App.

"Western fantasy?"

When she saw the title and introduction of the book, Alyssa couldn't help but frown.

This means that Panda Chinese Network is about to start impacting markets outside of China.

Although the traffic of Panda Chinese Network has surpassed that of Haidiao Literature Network, it still relies on domestic traffic in China, and overseas traffic accounts for less than 10%.

Haidiao Literature Network is the opposite. The reason why it collects a large number of fairy tales, martial arts, and fantasy novels is to open up the domestic Chinese market.

"The setting is the European Middle Ages, and witches are the main elements... But what does this 'farming literature' mean?"

Driven by curiosity, Alisa clicked on the text of "Release the Witch".

Five chapters, more than 20,000 words, I finished reading it in the blink of an eye.

Alisa's brows furrowed even more.

People who don't understand the subject of Western fantasy or haven't read many novels of this type will not find anything interesting in this 20,000-word text. But she is different. As the editor-in-chief, she started out as a small editor and has read countless novels, of which fantasy and science fiction are the most numerous.

It can be said that she was deeply attracted and wanted to see the sequel.

“This book will definitely be a big hit in Europe and America.”

This was Eliza’s evaluation of “Release that Witch” after a long silence.

That’s right, it can be seen from these 20,000 words of text that she has this ability and her vision is always very accurate.

I saw her eyes change and she dialed a number on her cell phone.

"Hey, Peter..."

----

A new week begins.

Yunfeng would take two days out every week to participate in club activities for an hour in the afternoon, which is to guide club members.

He also learned a new wind instrument, the "saxophone," and acquired the special skill [Comprehensive Learning·Wind Instruments], which enabled him to make rapid progress.

That afternoon, Yunfeng had just come out of the practice room 1005 and was about to go to the library to pick up Tang Yu for dinner when he received a call from Zheng Rong.

"Hello, is this Xiaoyun?"

"Brother Zheng, is the comics studio ready?"

……

Yunfeng thought that Zheng Rong was looking for him for this very reason.

But, only five days had passed, was it that fast?
Zheng Rong replied, "We have almost recruited all the people, and we should be able to operate normally next week."

Yunfeng urged him a little and said, "Then I'll trouble you, Brother Zheng. It would be best if the first issue of the comics can be published before mid-June."

He had to urge him, as the system only gave him thirty days to raise his cross-border career [Cartoonist] achievement to 1000, and he didn't want to lose this career.

Zheng Rong didn't know why Yunfeng was so anxious, but he was a shareholder of the magazine after all, and it wasn't a difficult thing to do, so he replied, "Don't worry about it. I've already contacted the printing house and the comic website. Once the edition number comes down, we can send it over."

Yunfeng felt much more relieved after hearing this.

Zheng Rong was just distracted by his question and almost forgot what he was doing. He quickly said, "I called you because I have something to tell you."

"Ah, I thought it was about the comic studio..." Yunfeng laughed dryly and said, "Brother Zheng, you tell me."

Zheng Rong continued, "It's like this. The national short story competition held every three years opened the submission channel on June 6st. In previous years, our magazine has collected some short stories for the competition. I wonder if you are interested."

Yunfeng blurted out: "Is there a bonus?"

Zheng Rong smiled and said, "Of course there are. The first prize is 50000, the second prize is 30000, and the third prize is 10000... The top will be included in the Chinese short story collection."

Yunfeng was naturally interested. Not only would there be a bonus, but it would also help him improve his main job as a writer. He immediately replied, "Sure. I'll write a few articles and send them to your email."

"Okay, that's all. Bye."

"Bye-Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Yunfeng was thinking about what to write.

Short stories are usually between 3000 and 10000 words. Even though they are so few words, they are not easy to write. Suddenly, a voice like a wind chime sounded: "What are you thinking about? Why are you so absorbed in it?"

Yunfeng looked up and saw Tang Yu looking at him with a smile. He smiled and said, "I'm thinking about you."

Tang Yu laughed and said, "No one would believe you."

Yunfeng said seriously, "I plan to enter the National Short Story Competition, and I was just thinking about what to write."

Tang Yu was surprised and asked, "Can you also write novels?"

Yunfeng lowered his voice and said, "Actually, I am the cross-border king."

When Tang Yu heard this, she stood there in a daze, looking at him straight in the eyes. Her smiling eyes were as deep and mysterious as the night sky, and nothing could be seen from them.

Yunfeng's mouth corners were slightly curved, with a faint smile, his eyes staring at her face, and he asked: "Don't you believe it?"

Tang Yu smiled, pulled his arm, and said, "Xin, Xin, my stomach is growling, let's go eat."

It seems he doesn’t believe it…

Yunfeng smiled helplessly.

However, after walking two steps, Tang Yu stopped, tilted her head to look at him, blinked, and asked, "Do you like Bi Yao or Lu Xueqi?"

"Ah? This..." Yunfeng suddenly ran out of ideas, and his heart was flustered, and his tongue became short.

Tang Yu smiled brightly, as if the sky had cleared up after the rain, and said, "You are too cruel to Zhang Xiaofan."

Yunfeng chuckled and said, "Although Zhang Xiaofan's life is not perfect, it is also wonderful, isn't it?"

The two walked towards the cafeteria.

However, after taking a few steps, Tang Yu stopped again.

Yunfeng asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Tang Yu bit her lip and said, "Let me tell you a secret. I am actually Nan Yuan Li Meng."

This secret also shocked Yun Feng, but he quickly digested it, smiled mischievously, and said, "It's impossible. The Great Scholar is written in such a traditional way and the writing style is so sophisticated. Nan Yuan Li Meng must be at least thirty years old."

"Oh." Tang Yu punched him lightly and said unhappily, "You're only thirty years old. It took me two full years just to look up information and write an outline. Moreover, although I didn't take the college entrance examination, my grades were not bad. I was always the representative of the Chinese class. As for the national short story competition you just mentioned, I won the first prize in the last session."

Yunfeng found her angry look very cute, so he stretched out his hand and scratched her nose, saying, "I'm just kidding."

Tang Yu finally reacted and snorted, saying, "You are so bad."

Yunfeng quickly changed the subject and said, "So, we've been connected for a long time."

"Sometimes the fate between people is so wonderful, it comes unexpectedly." Tang Yu sighed, then wrinkled his nose and said, "Am I the last one to know?"

Yunfeng said hurriedly: "No, absolutely not, my parents don't know yet."

Tang Yu asked curiously, "Why didn't you tell your parents?"

"Also?" Yun Feng did not answer but asked: "You didn't tell your parents either?"

"You are the first one to know. I didn't even tell Meng Wei." Tang Yu nodded and said, "If my parents knew that I still had extra time to write novels, they would definitely schedule a few more piano and guqin lessons for me."

Yunfeng was shocked and said, "Your parents are really strict with you."

Tang Yu pursed her lips and said, "That's not true, but when I got to college, they weren't as strict as before."

This is different from Yunfeng, whose parents did not interfere too much in his studies and life.

The two came to the cafeteria and got their food.

While eating, Tang Yu asked, "Have you decided what to write for the National Short Story Competition?"

Yunfeng asked back, "What about you?"

Tang Yu replied: "I don't plan to participate in this national short story competition. I didn't expect to have a good story to write."

"Is that so?" Yunfeng thought for a moment and said, "How about I write our love story?"

Tang Yu blushed slightly and said, "It's hard to win the first prize for a love story."

Yunfeng pondered for a while, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Then... I will write a story about solving a crime."

In his previous life on Earth, he loved watching Detective Conan, an anime that had over a thousand episodes. Although he couldn't remember 99% of the cases, there were two or three that left a particularly deep impression on him.

It just so happens that one case can be written down in 10,000 words if it is simplified.

(End of this chapter)