Chapter 58 New Book
Among these subjects, Hu Xiaobei's top priority was kinesiology.

This subject will be extremely useful for the subsequent closed martial arts training.

This subject alone is divided into: sports anatomy, sports physiology, sports biomechanics, sports nutrition, sports psychology, sports training, and sports rehabilitation.

Fortunately, Hu Xiaobei had anticipated this, and for the sake of his own physical fitness, he had learned a lot in the past month.

With the knowledge he has, there should be no problem in just taking care of some non-top athletes and making some sports plans.

The next step is to study medicine, which is a profound and endless course.

Hu Xiaobei had no intention of becoming a doctor. He only needed to understand the basic principles of Western medicine. He wouldn't be performing surgery on anyone anyway.

Traditional Chinese medicine can be explored. With the help of spiritual perception, for Hu Xiaobei, the "asking" part of the four methods of diagnosis is the only thing that is a little troublesome, and the other things are not difficult at all.

Of course, he didn't intend to "ask".

With his level of skill, he certainly can't treat serious illnesses, but he can certainly handle minor ailments.

After all, many years later, many people will not go to the hospital if they have some minor illnesses. They have become accustomed to looking up symptoms online and ordering medicines themselves.

In other words, during this period of time, Hu Xiaobei has successively learned theoretical knowledge such as kinesiology, martial arts, and medicine.

It was also because of this that Hu Xiaobei deepened his understanding of the human body and he had the idea of ​​writing a novel.

After pondering for a long time, he finally made up his mind.

If I were to write a novel about cultivating immortals, why not name it "Honghuang"?
Forget it, it’s too domineering. It’s better to keep it simple and just call it "Xiu Xian".

Hu Xiaobei combined various cultivation settings of later generations to construct a rigorous world of cultivation.

In this way, the early upgrade theory becomes scientific, the mid-term becomes rational, and the late stage becomes ideal.

In this age before the gods appeared, perhaps later generations could use this as a benchmark to write novels about cultivating immortals.

From the beginning, the more scientific low-level martial arts body training, to Ming Jin, An Jin, and Hua Jin.

From then on, he relied on his own strength and the help of plug-ins to travel to a new world, from the acquired and innate skills of medium and high martial arts to internal strength and罡气.

He then broke through the void and began to practice Taoism, including training Qi, building the foundation, building the golden elixir, and the Nascent Soul.

Then practice Taoism and ascend to the highest level, and start entering the ancient world. Perfect the settings of the ancient world and apply them, and your cultivation level will directly reach the level of the saint Pangu.

Then, various magical instruments and treasures are given specifications and names according to different levels, striving to give readers a complete world of cultivation system from the weak to the highest.

Add some essence of dragons, snakes, mortals and immortals into the book.

Then the emotional description is introduced. The male and female protagonists have been friends and have been ambiguous with each other since their mortal days.

Only when one's cultivation reaches the highest level can one achieve success. Maybe it can even attract some female fans, and it will also be convenient for future film, television and animation adaptations.

Even if such a book is not popular in this era, it can still be regarded as the ancestor of various types of novels in terms of seniority.

When I think about it...I feel a little excited!

There is no rush for this book, I can write it slowly. The publisher only publishes two books in the Dialogues Between Past and Present series a month, so I don’t have to worry about anything before the end of the year.

Hu Xiaobei's Dialogues with Past and Present series has achieved astonishing sales, with sales increasing month by month since it went on sale in July.

In just less than two months, the sales of the Dialogues Between Past and Present series have reached nearly one million copies.

If the sales volume can maintain this trend, Hu Xiaobei will make a profit of nearly 10 million RMB in just half a year.

From this perspective, the series of dialogues between the past and present really needs to continue.

Hu Xiaobei typed quickly on the keyboard, and two documents appeared on the computer: "Cultivating Immortality" and "Dialogue with Biographies of Ancient and Modern Masters".

It took him an hour or two to finally come up with a name. Having finally accomplished a big task, Hu Xiaobei clicked save and closed the computer.

You can take your time with this. It’s not too late to write when you have time in Jiuzhaigou.

Tomorrow and tomorrow, tomorrow...

The next morning, Hu Xiaobei first visited the Beijing Film Academy, primarily to greet President Zhang. He could have opted out, but if he had the time, it was worth the extra trip; at least it would reassure the school.

After eating the last free campus meal of the year in the cafeteria on the third floor and staying in the library until three in the afternoon, Hu Xiaobei finally set off with his luggage.

It’s called luggage, but there’s actually nothing in it, just a backpack filled with clothes and daily necessities.

Then there is a laptop bag, which is needed for daily work. Apart from that, there is nothing else you need to bring.

The preparatory group was officially divided into two, the group entering Sichuan was responsible for the advance, and the group staying in Beijing was responsible for the assembly and mobilization of the subsequent large forces.

The staff of the advance team have already arrived in Sichuan, and the latest batch got on the train yesterday.

The only ones left were Hu Xiaobei and An Xiaoqian and her daughter.

Unlike ordinary staff members, the three of them can fly there.

Around May this year, Air China launched a direct flight from Beijing to Jiuzhaigou Huanglong Airport.

Taking this flight, you can reach Jiuzhaigou Huanglong Airport in just 150 minutes.

Compared with the various transfers in the past, it is indeed much more convenient.

Life is like parallel lines. Some parallel lines will never intersect even if they are across from each other.

There are also some parallel lines that intersect by accident, forming an X shape that can never be seen again.

Of course, there are also some parallel lines that, once they intersect, tend to embrace each other. From then on, you are in me and I am in you, and the entanglement is inseparable.

This was the second time Hu Xiaobei came to An Xiaoqian's house in just one week. This was something he had never imagined before.

Outside the window, warm sunlight poured in, and specks of dust danced in the beam of light, coating the house with a layer of soft and warm golden gauze.

An Xiaoqian looked at Hu Xiaobei, who was traveling simply, and her envy was beyond words.

I couldn't help but open my mouth slightly and let out an envious exclamation: "Wow...you are so worry-free when you go out!"

As she spoke, she took two steps forward, gently hooked her fingers around the shoulder strap of Hu Xiaobei's backpack and shook it.

"A small backpack and a laptop bag are all it takes, unlike us..."

Having said this, she tilted her chin and glanced quickly with her bright eyes at her mother who had just packed her luggage.

Liu Xiaoli let out a long breath and said the truth helplessly and bluntly: "Those are all yours."

After that, she strode to the side and pointed her index finger at another small pile of luggage: "My luggage is over here."

An Xiaoqian raised her chin slightly, pretending to be stubborn, tilted her head to the side, stared at the ceiling, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and started to act like a spoiled child.

He was still mumbling, refusing to admit it: "Hmph, I don't believe it." The voice was sharp and crisp, with a hint of coquettishness at the end.

Liu Xiaoli looked at her daughter and sighed softly, her eyes full of pampering and helplessness, but she was too lazy to argue with her.

Then, she frowned slightly, her eyes falling on Hu Xiaobei's thin luggage, a trace of worry in her eyes, and asked softly: "Xiaobei, why did you only prepare such a small amount of luggage?"

As she spoke, she stepped forward and weighed the backpack, her heart growing more concerned. "This drama will take at least half a year to shoot. Are you planning on buying it in winter?"

Hu Xiaobei put down his luggage and laptop steadily and said with a smile, "Yes, we men are more resistant to cold weather. We can buy it when we feel cold. There's still time."

He stretched his strong arms with an indifferent look, then turned his gaze to Liu Xiaoli and her daughter, speaking in a gentle tone.

"Auntie, you'd better bring more things. I'm strong, so I can carry more large boxes without any problem. After all, the crew has three or four months of location shooting."

"Yeah... that's right."

Liu Xiaoli thought for a moment, nodded slightly, with a smile on her lips, and gladly accepted the suggestion.

He took a step forward, patted Hu Xiaobei's forearm, and said sincerely and kindly, "Thank you very much." There was no courtesy or awkwardness in his words.

(End of this chapter)

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