Entertainment: If you asked him to be a star, he'd just want to quit.

The next day.

Li Mingxuan got up early to exercise and ran five laps around the neighborhood. Although the summer morning wasn't scorching, it was still warm. After running a few laps, he was covered in sweat that clung to his body.

After taking a shower and having breakfast, he sat down, logged into his previously registered author account, and began creating a new book.

Book Title: Zhu Xian

Genre: Fantasy/Xianxia (Chinese fantasy)

Pen name: Xuan Gongzi

He had already decided on this pen name beforehand; all he needed to do was finalize the book title and genre, and then upload the synopsis and chapters.

After uploading the prologue and the first five chapters, totaling 20,000 words, Li Mingxuan stopped worrying about it and logged into Weibo to check the outcome of yesterday's incident.

Almost all of them were positive comments about him, some urging him to sing, others proposing marriage. However, the blatant advances made Li Mingxuan exclaim that he couldn't take it anymore; the girl was too direct.

……

Suzhou and Hangzhou.

This is an office building housing the company of Longteng Literature Network.

Meanwhile, a young girl wearing black-rimmed glasses was being scolded.

She was petite with a youthful appearance, and her large glasses partially obscured her face, making her look very cute.

Sitting in front of her was a middle-aged man with a big belly. His fat head and big ears gave him a particularly sly look. However, he was unusually excited at the moment and was hurling a string of profanities at the girl opposite him.

"Xiao Ke, what are you good for? The company doesn't employ you to be a freeloader. You've been here for three months and haven't signed up for a single good hit article. Do you think that's acceptable?"

“Look at your colleagues who came with you. They get signed on for several trending titles every month. If you keep going like this, you can pack your things and get out!”

"I'm sorry, Editor-in-Chief Huo, I will sign the books carefully. I hope you can give me some more time." The girl's eyes were red and her voice was choked with sobs.

This job was her first since graduation, and it reflected her pursuit and love for literature. However, she was simply unlucky and never encountered any good novels.

The fantasy/xia genre she belongs to has always been a very niche category. People's understanding of gods, immortals, ghosts, and demons is very narrow, so there have never been any outstanding works.

So the channel is going to be canceled, and she is about to face the predicament of being fired.

"Xiao Ke, we are a company, not a charity. Companies need to make a profit. If you haven't signed any good works by the end of this month, then there's nothing I can do to help you."

The middle-aged man's words made the girl understand the situation clearly, and she had no choice but to accept the fact. However, she had previously suggested switching to another channel, but there had been no response.

Back in her seat, she lowered her eyes, looking dejected and wronged, which made the others around her shake their heads in disapproval.

Editor-in-Chief Huo was actually trying to find various ways to get rid of her, which is why he hadn't approved Xiao Ke's transfer request.

The reason for this remains unknown.

At noon, everyone went out for lunch. Xiao Ke was in a bad mood and had no appetite, so she idly browsed new book applications at her workstation.

While flipping through the pages, a name suddenly caught my eye.

"Zhu Xian"?

Is this a fantasy/xia (fantasy/martial arts) novel? Are there still people writing this type of book these days?

I randomly clicked on it and glanced at the prologue.

Time: Unknown, but it must have been a very, very long time ago.

Location: Vast Land of China.

Heaven and earth are ruthless; they treat all things like straw dogs!

There are no gods or immortals in this world, but since ancient times, humankind has witnessed all sorts of strange things in the world around them, such as lightning and thunder, as well as natural disasters and man-made calamities, resulting in countless deaths and injuries, and widespread suffering. These are things that are beyond human control and cannot be resisted.

Therefore, it was believed that above the nine heavens there were all kinds of gods and spirits, and below the nine netherworlds was also the place where the souls of the dead returned, the hall of Yama.

Thus, the legend of immortals spread throughout the world.

Countless human beings sincerely worship and prostrate themselves before the various gods they have imagined and created, praying for blessings and expressing their grievances, and the incense burns brightly.

The opening introduces the macro background of this story, describing the mystery and vastness of the world, which inspires imagination and deep thought.

It made her want to explore and discover, and she subconsciously clicked on the next chapter.

Chapter One: Qingyun. This chapter recounts the founding and development of the righteous Qingyun Sect, its leaders. The old monk Puzhi, passing through Caomiao Village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, discovers several children playing.

And the encounter between Zhang Xiaofan, Lin Jingyu, the old monk Puzhi, and several other children who played minor roles in Caomiao Village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

The writing style is vivid, unlike other similar works that are written in pure vernacular Chinese. Although it is simple and easy to understand, it reveals a touch of ancient culture throughout.

Chapter Two, Chapter Three...

She was completely absorbed in the world of the novel, as if possessed, and before she knew it, the others had finished lunch and returned.

Seeing that Xiao Ke was still reviewing the novel, she couldn't help but shake her head. A girl said a few words of advice, but Xiao Ke ignored them all, as she was completely absorbed in the world of Jade Dynasty.

Until she saw the scene where Zhang Xiaofan, who was unwanted due to his poor aptitude, was eventually taken back to Dazhu Peak by Tian Buyi, she was eager to know how Zhang Xiaofan, who possessed the most evil artifact of the Demonic Sect—the Bloodthirsty Bead—cultivated on Dazhu Peak. However, the author abruptly ended the story there.

It's like a man and woman doing something pleasurable, reaching the peak of their enjoyment, only to be suddenly interrupted and deprived of their pleasure—it's enough to make you want to kill someone.

Her mood suddenly soured, and she couldn't help but want to urge the author to update the story.

Suddenly, her face lit up with joy. Wasn't this the perfect book she had been searching for? Such an opening would definitely pique the reader's interest and make them eager to read the rest of the story. As long as the author continued to update, it would surely become a bestseller.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ke immediately started looking through the author's information in the background and found Xuan Gongzi's contact information and WeChat.

The call was made immediately.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is busy, please try again later..."

Unsurprisingly, Li Mingxuan doesn't answer calls from unknown numbers, especially since some entertainment company agents have been contacting him recently, wanting to sign him. So he simply refuses to answer calls from unknown numbers.

"Huh? DaDa rejected the call?" Xiao Ke looked puzzled. Then she searched for the phone number on WeChat. Xuan, is that DaDa's WeChat account?

She added it based on her intuition, noting that it was written by Xiao Ke, an editor at Longteng Literature Network.

On the other end, after hanging up the phone, Li Mingxuan shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"These people really are everywhere. Maybe I should consider changing my number."

Just as he was about to put down his phone, a WeChat message notification popped up. He opened it and saw that it was a friend request. He raised an eyebrow when he saw the note.