Sister Lin Xuan returned home a while ago.
As soon as she arrived, she stared directly at Lin Yuan: "On my way back, the girl next to me hummed 'red, green, and blue' for half an hour..."
"And?"
Lin Yuan was a bit puzzled.
Lin Xuan smiled and reached out her hand: "My brother's song tormented me the entire way home, so do I deserve compensation for mental distress?"
"Then I'll send a red envelope."
Lin Yuan sent 10,000 yuan to the family group, which consisted of four people: Lin Yuan, Lin Yao, Lin Xuan, and himself.
Two seconds later, the red envelopes were all claimed.
But when Lin Xuan saw the results, her expression darkened: "The 10,000 yuan red envelope is for four people, and yet Lin Yaoyao snagged 6,000 yuan on her own?"
She hugged Lin Yao tightly and sighed in frustration!
Lin Yuan pondered for a moment, then playfully pinched Lin Yao's cheek and swiftly darted back to his room.
"What's he up to?"
Lin Xuan and Lin Yao exchanged puzzled looks.
Although they trusted Lin Yuan enough, it still felt odd that he would touch his sister's face and then hastily retreat to his bedroom.
"System, open a treasure chest!"
Lin Yuan inwardly shouted as he returned to his room. Since he had just touched Lin Yao's face, his luck shouldn't have vanished.
The treasure chest opened.
System reminder: [Congratulations on acquiring five short stories.]
"Five short stories?"
Lin Yuan felt a surge of excitement.
Even though they were only short stories, Lin Yuan loved them!
Because the system required Lin Yuan to write his own material, he preferred not to write lengthy stories.
Moreover, short stories are easier for readers to digest, which should expedite the accumulation of prestige.
"How do I publish them?"
This was Lin Yuan's next question.
At that moment, Lin Yuan suddenly recalled that some articles could be published on the Tribe.
Yang Feng had helped him certify his clan account previously.
The process was straightforward: he could use Chu Kuang's account to publish these short stories.
Let's start with "Artificial Beauty", it's only a few thousand words anyway.
Introduction:
This work titled "Artificial Beauty" couldn't be considered a short story, but rather a micro-fiction. Its author was credited as Xin Xing Yi.
Xin Xing Yi:
A contemporary science fiction writer renowned for his innovative micro-fiction, often hailed as the father of neon micro-fiction. His work is characterized by its ingenious designs.
It's worth noting that the name Shinichi Kudo, the famous detective, is derived from Xin Xing Yi.
Lin Yuan fired up his computer and logged onto the Tribe.
The Tribe was essentially similar to Weibo and Facebook from his previous life.
If anything set it apart, it was the Tribe's thriving novel section.
Many users liked to share short stories on the Tribe.
No one bothered with lengthy narratives on the Tribe.
Lin Yuan's Tribe account was named "Chu Kuang", with the official description stating that he was the author of "Net King".
Lin Yuan only realized upon accessing the account that, despite never posting any updates, Chu Kuang had garnered over 10,000 followers.
There were numerous messages in the background, mostly from fans.
However, most of the inquiries pertained to the plot of "Net King", or expressed admiration for Chu Kuang.
Lin Yuan didn't respond.
He went straight to the novel section and began writing "Artificial Beauty".
This story revolved around an ingeniously crafted robot girl - a creation so captivating that no natural beauty could compare. Through the amalgamation of various beauties' strengths, this modern-day artificial girl had become the epitome of perfection. Yet, she always carried an air of superiority and often dismissed others. However, it was understandable. After all, many stunning girls tended to be aloof.
As he reached this point,
Lin Yuan asked, "System, didn't you mention improving my typing speed?"
The system replied, "Yes."
Lin Yuan continued, "Has there been any improvement?"
The system responded, "The professional piano acquired by the host serves as a disguised boost to typing speed, and most importantly..."
"What?"
"...you're single."
"What's being single got to do with it?"
System: "..."
It seemed that those unfamiliar with humor often failed to grasp jokes.
But Lin Yuan paid the system no mind. He feverishly tapped away on his keyboard: "[... Amidst cutthroat commercial competition, a bar teetering on the brink of bankruptcy resorts to an unconventional solution: a charming robot girl..."
Fifteen minutes later,
Lin Yuan hit the enter key.
To his astonishment, he had completed "Artificial Beauty" in under 20 minutes.
The story amounted to nearly three thousand words!
It seemed that his typing speed was indeed exceptional, and the biggest advantage of Lin Yuan's writing was that he didn't need to labor over plot development.
After all,
it wasn't typing speed that posed a challenge to authors' productivity, but rather the speed at which they could conjure up plots.
In many cases, the plot couldn't keep pace with the author's typing speed, resulting in sluggish progress.
Without the burden of plot development, even a novice author could churn out 10,000 words a day.
Lin Yuan was far from a novice, and since he didn't need to worry about plot intricacies, his writing process was remarkably swift.
Upon finishing, Lin Yuan didn't dwell on it. He promptly published "Artificial Beauty" in the novel section of the Tribe.
Just then, his mom's voice echoed from outside the door: "Dinner's ready!"
Soon, the whole family gathered around the table for a meal. It was a lavish spread with five dishes, a testament to his mother's hard work in the kitchen.
But there was no need to worry about leftovers, as Lin Xuan was back.
Despite showing signs of growth, Lin Xuan had always had a hearty appetite, likely due to her chubby cheeks.
As they ate, Lin Xuan boasted to her sister, "I know many renowned novelists now. Just mention a writer's name, and I might recognize it!"
"Chu Kuang." her sister chimed in.
Lin Xuan coughed, "Of course I know Sister Chu Kuang... We even dined together not long ago... But we're not from the same company, so we're not that close..."
Had Chu Kuang's identity been exposed?
Lin Yuan glanced at his sister, puzzled.
Unaware of Lin Yuan's confusion, she changed the subject awkwardly, asking her sister, "Do you also read 'Net King'?"
"I do, with my classmates."
Lin Yao replied, "I'm focused on my studies, so I don't have time for novels."
Phew.
Lin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
At that moment, Lin Yuan's novel passed the Tribe's official review. Every Tribe user following Chu Kuang received a notification: "Chu Kuang has published the short story 'Artificial Beauty''.