Chapter 951: Chapter 882: The Thigh Has Returned Chapter 951: Chapter 882: The Thigh Has Returned In the following days, Lin Yuan continued to write “The Legend of the Condor Heroes,” progressing even more smoothly than before. At this point, the content was already half completed.
He planned to finish it within a month.
With the aid of his spasmodic typing skills and system concoctions, this was not a difficult feat for Lin Yuan, though such a thing, if spoken aloud, might lead people to dissect him for study.
Of course.
Lin Yuan did not conceal the fact that he was writing a wuxia novel from Jin Mu.
Upon learning about Lin Yuan’s new book project, a trendous roar erupted inside Jin Mu’s heart:
“It’s starting!”
“He’s starting again!”
The decline of wuxia novels on Blue Star had not been a matter of just a day or two. Apart from the newly joined Zhao Continent, hardly anyone still had any interest in wuxia novels.
In the novel market.
Wuxia was special.
This genre once reached the pinnacle of brilliance and was regarded by Blue Star’s major publishing houses as the most esteed novel category, once dominating the Blue Star novel market with back-to-back bestsellers, truly the moonlight in the hearts of countless novel enthusiasts!
Unfortunately.
In today’s decline of wuxia, the past brilliance no longer existed.
Declaring the end of wuxia might be an exaggeration, but this genre was definitely in its twilight.
And the last vestige of wuxia on Blue Star was none other than Zhao Continent, who still retained a fervent passion for wuxia after the rger.
Under such circumstances.
Apart from Zhao Continent, almost no writers were willing to touch this genre!
But who was Chu Kuang?
As a pioneer in the literary world, Chu Kuang had never been one to play by the rules since his debut!
Sports competition…
Classical fantasy…
Mystery adventure…
Whatever genre was obscure, Chu Kuang wrote in it!
It was only in recent years that Chu Kuang had normalized, starting to write mainstream genres like mystery, so much so that the world had almost forgotten how willful and unique this novelist was in choosing his thes!
This was the reason for Jin Mu’s inner exclamation:
The old rascal, Chu Kuang, who the more he was marginalized by his peers, the more he was disparaged by others, the more he desired to write in those related genres, had returned!
“No big deal.”
Jin Mu felt uneasy inside, yet forced a smile as he spoke:
“Although wuxia has declined, people in Zhao Continent still really like this genre. If it’s written well enough, the sales volus Zhao Continent can provide will be considerable.”
The tone was quite strained.
Jin Mu’s words were primarily self-consoling.
Although the sales volu one continent could provide was indeed substantial, targeting just readers from one continent as Chu Kuang’s audience was seriously low for a cap!
You see.
If Chu Kuang continued writing mysteries, then Qin, Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao—six continents—would all be buyers, which would far surpass the sales limit that Zhao Continent could offer.
One continent versus six continents, which was lighter and which heavier?
However, Jin Mu’s words weren’t all about self-consolation.
Although Chu Kuang writing wuxia ant a lower cost-effectiveness, potentially abandoning the market of five continents in Qin, Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, the recent craze in wuxia drama remakes was burning hot, which was a fact known by all.
Qin, Qi, Chu, Yan, Han might not read wuxia novels, but that didn’t an they wouldn’t watch wuxia dramas!
If the TV drama produced from Chu Kuang’s wuxia novel could beco a hit, it could indeed make up for the lacking sales to so extent.
This was the way of copyright.
There were so novelists on Blue Star whose book sales might be ordinary, but their works could always sell the rights to be made into movies or TV dramas. By leveraging the success of these adaptations, they achieved the sa ends through different ans.
The publishing houses might feel a headache over this issue.
After all, this wasn’t the most suitable route for Chu Kuang; book sales were where they made their money.
After thinking it over.
Jin Mu added, “I would advise not to release the drama before the book. Instead, publish the novel first and then schedule the TV drama premiere. That’s more beneficial.”
“Is that so?”
Lin Yuan nodded, untroubled, “Let’s do it your way then.”
“Then I’ll contact the publishing house.”
Seeing that Lin Yuan had no objections, Jin Mu also nodded, then mumbled to himself, “Which departnt is currently responsible for the wuxia category at Silver Blue Books?”
This just showed how far wuxia had fallen.
If it were the heyday of wuxia, there would be no need to puzzle over this question; any publishing house would have a dedicated wuxia departnt, and the wuxia novel category could well support an independent departnt.
But tis had changed.
Wuxia novels could no longer support an independent departnt, and major publishing houses had rged the wuxia category into other departnts.
It seed to be the Fantasy Departnt?
Jin Mu raised an eyebrow and began contacting Silver Blue Books.
…
Silver Blue Books.
Fantasy Editorial Departnt.
Chief Editor Xiong was working in his office when his cellphone suddenly rang.
“Chu Kuang’s agent, Jin Mu”
Upon seeing the caller ID, Xiong’s entire body shook violently, and a look of great anticipation, as if rekindled after many years, flashed deep in his eyes. His heartbeat abruptly sped up:
“Mr. Jin, hello!”
“Chief Editor Xiong, sorry to bother you.”
Jin Mu greeted and went straight to the point, “Chu Kuang’s new book is already half-written. It should be published in Silver Blue Books’ Fantasy Departnt. Shall I send it to you now?”
Silence.
The silence on the other end of the phone was like death.
If it were not for the suddenly heavy breathing that ca from the other side, Jin Mu would have almost thought there was a problem with his signal.
What he didn’t know was
at that mont, Xiong’s emotions were tumultuous, his lips trembling slightly and he even felt an urge to cry!
It’s back!
The heavy hitter is back!
Chu Kuang, the main pillar of Silver Blue Books, was finally returning to our Fantasy Departnt from the mystery departnt!
Ever since Chu Kuang was personally sent to the hands of Dezhi, the chief editor of the mystery departnt, starting from Poirot to the wildly popular Sherlock Hols series, Chu Kuang had never returned.
Xiong’s heart was about to die.
He dreamt of Chu Kuang’s return, the man who was a walking performance boost within the company. Now that Chu Kuang declared his return to the Fantasy Departnt, Xiong was so excited that he felt numb all over, pinching his own thigh hard:
“Good!”
“Let’s do that.”
After Jin Mu hung up the phone, he imdiately sent the half-completed “Legend of the Condor Heroes” by Lin Yuan to the Fantasy Departnt of Silver Blue Books via email.
anwhile.
Xiong burst open the office door, shouting to the busy editors, “Chu Kuang’s new book is a fantasy genre, handled by our departnt, drop everything you are doing and start reviewing it imdiately!”
The editors were all stunned by his shout.
Chu Kuang’s new book is a fantasy genre?
Is Chu Kuang finally writing a fantasy novel again?
They looked at each other in baffled excitent, and the Editorial Departnt suddenly beca lively!
“Chu Kuang’s new book is written by us!?”
“Hahaha, let the folks from the mystery departnt brag all they want; now that Chu Kuang is back, the Fantasy Departnt is rising!”
“Aweso!”
“I need to speak with my friends in the mystery departnt during lunch in the cafeteria. Chu Kuang wrote two mystery novels that skyrocketed their performance, and seeing them boast annoyed !”
“What is the new book about?”
“Hurry and check; I can’t wait any longer!”
“Doesn’t matter what it is, as long as Chu Kuang wrote it, even the least popular subject would be fine. ‘The pioneer’ is no joke after all!”
The editors couldn’t wait to open their emails.
“YangFeng” had the fastest hands.
YangFeng was Chu Kuang’s first editor, who discovered “King of the Net.”
Due to handling an author like Chu Kuang, YangFeng’s performance soared, and he was rumored to be nominated as deputy chief editor this year; no one cared more about the new book than he did!
Swipe.
The email transitioned.
The file sent by Jin Mu suddenly appeared.
Suppressing his excitent, YangFeng clicked on the docunt, and then the details of the novel unfolded before his eyes.
[Title: Legend of the Condor Heroes]
[Genre: Wuxia]
[Synopsis: In the middle of the Southern Song Dynasty, amidst chaotic tis, the Guo and Yang families face tragic destruction. Their descendants scatter. Guo Jing, upright and resilient from an early age, learns martial arts from the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan and later masters skills from Hong Qigong…]
He didn’t finish the synopsis.
YangFeng’s gaze fixated on the novel’s genre, and he felt completely numb.
Around him.
The other editors also gradually saw the manuscript and finally focused on the word “Wuxia,” and the whole departnt seed as if splashed with cold water, their enthusiasm extinguished in an instant.
At that mont.
Even the editor who had said “even the least popular subject would be fine” had a vacant look on his face.
“What’s wrong?”
Seeing everyone suddenly fall silent, Xiong felt a bit uneasy.
“Wuxia.”
The editor closest to Xiong said in a very complex tone, “Chu Kuang’s new book is a Wuxia genre.”
“What?”
Xiong was flabbergasted, his bulky fra leaning forward toward the editor’s computer, and then he cried out, carrying a bit of heartache and sadness:
“Why is it Wuxia!”
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