After hurriedly eating breakfast, Xiao Yunhai returned to his dormitory. Now that it was the summer holidays, most of the students had already left. Apart from Xiao Yunhai, there was no one else in the dormitory.
Xiao Yunhai turned on his fourth brother Huang Bo's computer, and sent the that he had painstakingly typed out to his mailbox. Then he hurriedly left the school.
A few days ago, Xiao Yunhai had been thinking about his future path for a long time. He felt that with the things in his mind, he could develop in all directions. He could label himself as an actor, singer, director, writer, scriptwriter etc.
But he had no money, no power, and did not know any of the big shots in the entertainment circle. Wanting to develop was easier said than done.
After twenty years of ups and downs in the entertainment circle in his previous life, Xiao Yunhai was no longer a young and inexperienced brat. Wanting to completely rely on his own talent to play in the entertainment circle was simply an impossible thing.
This world's entertainment circle was much more developed than his previous world. Similarly, the competition was much more brutal and intense. In order to climb up, too many people would use unscrupulous means. Even his previous life's innocent childhood sweetheart had now become the plaything of the rich.
Because of this, Xiao Yunhai decided to first release a wuxia novel to test the waters.
In order to know himself and his enemy, Xiao Yunhai read many wuxia novels on the internet. Because of this, he spent almost all the money he earned as an extra, and now he only had 300 dollars left.
Of course, his gains were not small.
He discovered that this world's internet standards were about the same as his previous world's 2007. There were novel websites, music websites, video websites, etc. But the majority of them had to be paid.
As for the wuxia novels that he paid attention to, they were already on the decline, being gradually nibbled away by those fantasy novels. Moreover, the content of wuxia novels was very outdated, almost equivalent to the 30's or 40's of his previous world.
This was not to say that their writing was not good. On the contrary, the words in these books were very particular, and the characters were very vivid.
Purely in terms of literary skills, if placed in his previous world, they could be compared to the two masters Jin Yong and Liang Yusheng.
But these novels all had a common problem – the storyline was too lousy.
They all had the same path. In the beginning, the main character was living a happy life. Suddenly, his entire family was wiped out, causing the main character to bear a blood feud. Then, through various fortuitous encounters, the main character learned peerless martial arts and finally killed his enemy.
For such a novel, as long as Xiao Yunhai read the beginning, he could immediately guess the ending. It was no wonder that martial arts novels had declined.
As for the description of the martial arts, it was also very low-level. It had not yet formed its own martial arts system.
Therefore, after much consideration, Xiao Yunhai finally chose Mr. Gu Long's The Legend of Chu Liuxiang.
There were dozens of novels by Gu Long, but Xiao Yunhai did not finish all of them. He only picked up a few of the more famous ones, such as The Legend of Chu Liuxiang, The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng, The Sword of the Third Young Master, The Passionate Swordsman, The Merciless Sword, etc.
As for the others, they gave up after reading the beginning.
Among them, The Legend of Chu Liuxiang was his favorite.
The Legend of Chu Liuxiang consisted of eight series, The Fragrance of the Blood Sea, The Great Desert, The Thrushes and so on. It was Mr. Gu Long's most famous and influential novel.
The reason why Xiao Yunhai chose this novel as his first work was because he felt that Chu Liuxiang was a dreamlike character. Especially in the beginning, it gave the reader a dream-like feeling. He was obviously a thief, but was described as a celestial character. He believed that it would give the readers a different feeling.
Xiao Yunhai took his freshly printed copy of The Legend of Chu Liuxiang – The Fragrance of the Blood Sea and walked out of the printing room beside the school. He called for a taxi and quickly arrived at Minsheng Publishing House.
In this world, there were only four publishing houses that could publish on a national scale. Other than Minsheng Publishing House, there was also Yunmeng Publishing House, Haihua Publishing House and Soaring Dragon Publishing House.
In terms of strength, the old Minsheng Publishing House was still the strongest. After all, it was backed by Hua Xia's Ministry of Culture, which was equivalent to the People's Publishing House in his previous life.
"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?" A beautiful lady at the front desk saw Xiao Yunhai and smiled as she stood up and asked.
"Hello, I'm here to submit a manuscript. I'm looking for the chief editor of your Wuxia novel." Xiao Yunhai replied.
"Okay, please wait a moment. I'll ask for you first." The lady picked up the phone and dialed. Soon, there was a reply.
"Sir, please go to the Wuxia editing room on the east side of the second floor. Our chief editor, Mr. Zhang Liye, is waiting for you there."
Xiao Yunhai nodded, thanked her, and walked to the second floor.
Before he took a few steps, he heard the lady behind him whisper to her companion, "Nana, don't you think it's funny? Such a handsome guy actually wrote a Wuxia novel. Do you think he can get it published?"
The lady named Nana chuckled and said softly, "What's there to publish? No one reads Wuxia novels now. What's popular now is Xuanhuan. I heard that because of the downturn in the Wuxia market, the Wuxia editing room is going to be closed. They're going to merge it with other editing rooms. "
"Really?"
"Of course, I overheard it from the vice president the day before yesterday."
When Xiao Yunhai heard their conversation, he frowned slightly. It seemed that his publishing plan was in danger.
He had seen the decline of Wuxia on the Internet and the rise of Xuanhuan, but he didn't expect it to be so serious. Even the Wuxia editing room in Minsheng Publishing House was going to be closed. It could be seen that Wuxia novels were in danger.
In fact, it made sense if he thought about it carefully. Wuxia novels had been popular for more than 20 years. All the routines were almost overwritten. There was nothing new except for the old rice. It would be strange if the readers liked to read it.
Soon, Xiao Yunhai came to the door of the Wuxia editing room. He knocked on the door and a slightly old voice came from inside.
"Come in."
Xiao Yunhai walked in and saw the editor-in-chief, Zhang Liye, sitting on the chair at the desk at first glance.
Xiao Yunhai had seen Zhang Liye's introduction on the Internet. He was more than 50 years old this year. Since the age of 20, he had worked in major publishing houses. He had no qualifications, but he had a bad temper. He would get angry if he counted firecrackers. So, after working for most of his life, he was just a director of the editorial department.
When Zhang Liye heard the receptionist say that someone had submitted a manuscript, he was very happy and full of expectations.
But when he saw that the other party was just a young man in his twenties, he couldn't help but flash a look of disappointment on his face. But he still enthusiastically reached out his hand and shook Xiao Yunhai's hand.
Xiao Yunhai's eyes were so sharp that he naturally saw his thoughts. Without waiting for the editor-in-chief to speak, he smiled and said, "Editor-in-chief Zhang, it's not a good habit to judge people by their appearance."
Zhang Liye was stunned. Looking at the young man who was full of sunshine and confidence, he had a trace of confidence in him for no reason.
"I'm really sorry. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Zhang Liye. I'm the editor-in-chief of the Wuxia editing room. "
Xiao Yunhai smiled and said, "My name is Xiao Yunhai. I'm going to be a great Wuxia writer in the future. Because I'm embarrassed recently, I scribbled a few days ago and wrote a Wuxia novel. I'm going to publish it in your publishing house to make some money. "
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