Li Xiaohu spent the whole night while copying books. The weather was a little cold at night. In the southern cities, there were few heaters in the houses, and Li Xiaohu's fingers were almost frozen.

In the early morning, at about half past five, my father came to knock on the door and told him to get up.

Even though he was in high school and the course was so tight that it was breathless, Li Xiaohu's morning exercises were still unstoppable. Li Zhengshan had very strict requirements for his two sons.

He arrived at school at 6:25, and morning self-study just started. Only then did Li Xiaohu feel sleepy and lay on the table.

Before closing his eyes, the strange computer flashed through Li Xiaohu's mind. The two lines of icons arranged neatly on the computer desktop made him suddenly feel a little strange. He always felt that he seemed to have overlooked something very important, but for a moment he couldn't think of what it was.

Li Xiaohu was so sleepy that before he could come up with something, he fell asleep.

When Zhang Xiaoming saw his deskmate coming to the classroom early in the morning, he lay down on the table and went to sleep. He didn't feel strange at all. Anyway, this was not the first time. He sneakily took out the manuscript that Li Xiaohu stuffed into his schoolbag and started reading it with relish.

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"Huzi...huzi..."

Li Xiaohu slept until noon, and was woken up by his deskmate.

"It's time to have lunch..." Zhang Xiaoming patted Li Xiaohu's shoulder, "You didn't write novels all night last night, right? Do you have to work so hard?"

Li Xiaohu rubbed his face hard to wake up, stood up, "Well, let's go!"

The two walked out of the classroom with their arms around each other. Zhang Xiaoming tilted his head and asked curiously: "Did you really write the novel "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" yourself?"

Li Xiaohu shrugged and said, "Have you ever seen "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" elsewhere, or a novel similar to it?"

"No," Zhang Xiaoming shook his head and said in wonder: "I just think it's a bit strange. When did you, an ignorant guy, learn to write novels, and your writing style is still so good, it's really unscientific."

Li Xiaohu said meaningfully: "There are even more unscientific things in front of you, but you don't know them yourself." He thought to himself that I am standing in front of you now is the most unscientific thing in this century.

"Is that true?" Zhang Xiaoming touched his head inexplicably, "What's more unscientific?"

Li Xiaohu laughed and changed the topic: "I'm so hungry, damn, you boy don't know how to call me up and have breakfast in the morning?"

"Who said I didn't call you? Not only did I call you, I also brought you a tray of small buns," Zhang Xiaoming rolled his eyes, "I didn't respond for a long time, so I had to help you eliminate the small buns, which almost cost me my life."

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"By the way, do you have to submit your novel to a magazine?" Zhang Xiaoming didn't feel that he was very busy at all, and asked enthusiastically: "Do you have any idea of ​​which magazine to apply to?"

"I haven't thought about it yet," Li Xiaohu shook his head and looked at his deskmate strangely, "Do you have any suggestions?"

"Hehe, it's a little suggestion," Zhang Xiaoming smiled sarcastically: "The most influential martial arts magazine in China is the leader "Legend of the Ancient and Ancient * Martial Arts Edition". However, the headquarters of "Legend of the Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and Ancient and You Can Wait for Ten Days or Eight Days?"

Li Xiaohu thought about his plan to buy a personal computer as soon as possible. He felt that one or two months was indeed too long. He kicked his deskmate and said, "If you have a big fuck, just put it off quickly, you're so fucked!"

"Haha, you must not know. Xie Longjun, the editor-in-chief of Shenzhou Wuhun magazine, is my uncle. I can help you deliver the manuscript to him directly," Zhang Xiaoming said in a very bad and complacent manner: "How about it? Why don't you find a way to bribe me!"

Li Xiaohu was slightly happy, "Really? Your uncle is the editor of "Shenzhou Martial Soul"? Why haven't you heard you talk about it before?"

"Of course it's true. What's the benefit of lying to me?" Seeing that my deskmate didn't trust him, Zhang Xiaoming rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction, "The headquarters of "Shenzhou Martial Soul" is in Zhonghai. After lunch, let's go to the magazine to find my uncle to submit the article. We should be able to come back to class in the afternoon."

Li Xiaohu was rolled by a series of eyes by his deskmate, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "You kid has such a great uncle who even deceives my books every day. It's really unkind."

"Did you ask me to go to my uncle to see the magazine "Shenzhou Martial Soul"?" Zhang Xiaoming's eyes rolled even more. "If my mother knew about it, she would be ruthless."

The two of them went to the cafeteria to have lunch, went back to the classroom to pick up the manuscript, and took the bus to the "Shenzhou Wuhun" magazine.

Zhang Xiaoming had an uncle who was the editor-in-chief of a magazine. He knew very well about this knowledge and told Li Xiaohu along the way.

In Li Xiaohu's impression of his previous life, there seems to be only one domestic martial arts magazine, "The Legend of the Contemporary and Modern * Martial Arts Edition" with a relatively large influence.

I remember that when the martial arts version of "The Legend of the Contemporary and Modern" was released in 2001, the authors of martial arts magazines and martial arts novels are basically concentrated in Hong Kong and Taiwan. The mainland martial arts novels started late and were much behind Hong Kong and Taiwan.

It was not until the martial arts version of "The Legend of the Contemporary and Ancient" was released that a group of new generations of martial arts authors emerged in the mainland, and many excellent works were produced. However, online literature soon emerged, and the glory of martial arts novels was short-lived and fell again.

This world is very different, because without martial arts masters like Jin Yong, Gu Long, and Liang Yusheng, there is no martial arts novel serialization platform like Ming Pao. The development of Hong Kong and Taiwan martial arts novels is extremely difficult and far from the glory of their previous lives.

By 1982, the movie "Shaolin Temple" became popular all over the country, martial arts novels began to bloom everywhere in the mainland, and the martial arts in Hong Kong and Taiwan completely ended.

Moreover, because China attaches great importance to copyright in this world, the publishing industry and martial arts magazines are very popular, and novel writers are also more comfortable.

It is worth mentioning that the movie "Shaolin Temple" in this world is basically not related to the movie "Shaolin Temple" that Li Xiaohu was familiar with in his previous life. Although the plot is similar, all the actors, including the director, have changed and become unrecognizable. I just don't know where Jet Li, the Kung Fu Emperor in his previous life, went to.

This made Li Xiaohu feel quite regretful. The kung fu star he liked most in his previous life was Jet Li. Among all the kung fu stars, he felt that Jet Li's fighting movements were the most chic, handsome, elegant and smooth, and looked like a master's style.

From Zhang Xiaoming's words, Li Xiaohu also learned that "Shenzhou Martial Soul" is a new martial arts magazine. It was only less than two years after its founding, and its influence is much worse than "Legend of the Ancient and Modern Times" which was born in 1981.

However, Li Xiaohu didn't care much about this. Even if Jin Yong's novels were changed into a different world, they were still an absolute classic. Now "Shenzhou Martial Soul" magazine can't beat "The Legend of the Contemporary and Ancient", but after "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" began to be serialized, it would be impossible to say.

More importantly, according to some information Zhang Xiaoming heard from his uncle, in order to gain fame, "Shenzhou Martial Soul" gives excellent martial arts novels no less than "Legend of the Contemporary and Ancient" magazine, and sometimes it is even more expensive.

Anyway, as long as you have money, Li Xiaohu worked so hard to copy the article, just to count the money and get cramps in his hands, rather than writing and writing.

In order to give Zhang Xiaoming's uncle a deeper impression, before getting off the car, Li Xiaohu took out a pen and added another paragraph of text to the manuscript.

Zhang Xiaoming looked straight and his eyes were straight, and he was impressed by his deskmate.
Chapter completed!