Qing Kong Literature.
Editorial Department.
Lu Xun's expression was somewhat complicated.
"Brother Lu, how's that homepage recommendation we discussed earlier?"
On the screen was a message from Ling Yu, a top author under his charge.
Homepage recommendations were the website's best promotional slots.
Generally, only books that performed well were eligible.
However, editors could also apply for them on behalf of their top authors, and the platform would usually agree.
But this time, something unexpected had happened.
"How about you wait a few days to go on sale? It's not suitable for these next couple of days..."
"Why?"
"We need to make way for another book..."
"Damn, who is it? They're really amazing, making my Ling Yu make way for them? Has Liu Lao Mo started a new book?"
Ling Yu was a top author in the Xianxia category, and there were few on the website who could steal his spot.
"No, it's a newcomer..."
"Brother Lu, are you kidding me??"
Ling Yu sent several question marks in a row, expressing his shock.
"Jiang Nan Lao Zei has actually exploded with updates!"
Suddenly.
Zhou Sisi on the other side exclaimed.
"Holy crap! I've lived long enough to see this!"
"Really? I can hardly believe it..."
"Damn, he's actually updating so much!"
"You've been urging him for so long, and he hasn't even considered updating more, and today he's exploded with updates?"
The editors, who were diligently reviewing manuscripts, suddenly gathered around.
Because chapter releases required time for review, they could only read the manuscript on Zhou Sisi's backend.
"I have something to do, I'll talk later!"
Lu Xun typed at lightning speed, then hurriedly got up, repeatedly shouting, "Wait for me!"
Personnel in place.
Everyone gathered and started reading.
Staring intently at the screen in silence.
"Sisi, scroll slower!"
"Li Gongzi En Gong? Calling him so intimately, I guess this Liu Jinyuan is the male second, and he'll compete with Ling'er for Xiao Yao Ge Ge!"
"Sisi, this is a male-oriented novel, not Danmei!!"
"You saying he'll compete with Li Xiaoyao for Ling'er is more plausible than what you just said!"
"Uh... okay, it was a conditioned reflex..."
"A martial arts competition for marriage? I knew this Li Xiaoyao was a scumbag, messing with so much bad桃花."
"Holy crap, big brother, wake up! You're an editor, not a reader! If there's no trouble, how can the protagonist's story be written smoothly!"
"Cough cough... My apologies, I forgot my identity. Not bad, this plot design is very clever."
"Learned the Lin family's ultimate martial arts after reading it once? Is Li Xiaoyao's cheat code his martial arts genius?"
"It should be. Most of them have this kind of setting."
"..."
A group of editors gathered, discussing the plot.
And at this moment.
Chief Editor Li Minghui walked in from outside.
Seeing everyone, he was first stunned, then his face sank.
"What are you doing!"
He roared.
This is truly outrageous!
They were slacking off during work hours, all gathered together, were they planning a rebellion!
"Chief... Chief Editor."
"Chief Editor, we're reading a manuscript..."
Someone replied weakly.
"Reading a manuscript?"
"Do you take me for a fool?"
"Whose manuscript needs so many people to read???"
Li Minghui was so angry that the flesh on his face was trembling.
This is too improper!
Although the Xianxia team was declining, they couldn't be so passively lazy!
"It's Jiang Nan's Xian Jian..."
"He updated, and it hasn't been approved yet, so we can only read it on Sisi's end..."
Hearing this, Li Minghui's anger instantly vanished.
He coughed twice, deliberately put on a stern face, and walked to the side of the editors.
He glanced at Zhou Sisi's computer.
As expected, the Xian Jian had been updated.
"He exploded with updates?"
Li Minghui asked in surprise.
"That's right, he updated ten thousand words today and applied to go on sale."
Zhou Sisi turned back and chuckled sheepishly.
"Hmm, not bad. That's more like it. Before, with five thousand words a day, how could readers be satisfied?"
Li Minghui nodded in satisfaction.
Then, he coughed twice and said righteously, "Go back and reread it. Going on sale is a very important matter, I'll personally ensure it's done!"
The editors all looked at him with strange expressions.
Zhou Sisi also smiled knowingly.
"Hurry up!"
Li Minghui's old face flushed.
"Okay..."
"Pfft..."
A suppressed burst of laughter echoed in the editorial department.
...
Chinese Medicine Association, Conference Room.
President Yang Jingnian was over seventy years old.
At the age of ten, he followed the village's old Chinese medicine practitioner to learn about medicinal herbs.
Later, he had the opportunity to study and advance in a regular institution. Starting from a folk background, then progressing to formal education, he had been studying Chinese medicine for over sixty years, and his medical skills were considered among the top in the industry.
However, due to the "Chinese medicine is useless" incident a few years ago, Yang Jingnian, with his great fame, was also one of the most criticized individuals.
"President, I have to say, your decision to cooperate with Ting Yu this time was a bit impulsive."
"I think so too, after all, fifty million for production costs is a huge sum for us right now."
"President, we've been criticized for so long, I don't think we should be so high-profile."
"The last incident caused our reputation to hit rock bottom. If there's another widely discussed topic, it might be a huge blow to us!"
Below, a group of association leaders earnestly persuaded him.
After the "Chinese medicine is useless" incident, the Chinese Medicine Association was undoubtedly walking on thin ice.
They were afraid of accidentally causing a major sensation and facing nationwide criticism again.
"Heh heh, I know your concerns, but for the sake of inheritance, what does it matter if we bear criticism?"
Yang Jingnian chuckled lightly.
Those below opened their mouths but didn't know how to refute.
"You've all seen last year's data. Our Chinese medicine was severely weakened after the last incident, and our reputation has been continuously in ruins. People outside say Chinese medicine is useless, and Chinese medicine practitioners are all swindlers. If we don't find a solution because we're afraid of being scolded, Chinese medicine will truly be finished."
Yang Jingnian's eyes were a little moist as he spoke.
"What Teacher says is right. In recent years, the number of students enrolling in Chinese medicine has plummeted year after year. If we don't speak up, we'll truly continue to bear this infamy. It doesn't matter if we're scolded, but if we break the inheritance of our ancestors, we will become sinners of Chinese medicine!"
Wang Gang, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.
He was Yang Jingnian's eldest disciple.
Now sixty years old, due to his excellent talent, he had been a professor at a medical college. After retiring, he came to help the association.
"We also know the importance of inheritance, but the entertainment industry is now a complete mess, and we don't need to get involved."
"I also think that our documentary has already secured broadcasting rights with Hua Video. It will still have an effect after it's broadcast."
"This is originally a matter between Ting Yu and that Qin Shousheng. We Chinese Medicine Association doesn't need to get involved."
Within the association, there were some conservative factions.
They felt that they should not get involved in entertainment matters.
Chinese medicine was already in a very awkward position.
If there was another mistake, the impression people had would be completely ruined.
Facing everyone's worries.
Yang Jingnian stubbornly shook his head.
"My mind is made up, so don't say anything more. Ting Yu's talent has been recognized by the Opera Association, so I naturally trust him. We need to use this method to let young people today correctly understand Chinese medicine. We are not swindlers, we need to let them believe in our own inheritance."
"You also know that Chinese medicine has been inherited for thousands of years in China, but China only holds 0.03% of traditional Chinese medicine patents, while Japan holds 70% of traditional Chinese medicine patents, and Korea and other countries hold about 30%. The things our ancestors left behind are being snatched by others, and how many young people know about these things!"
Yang Jingnian became more and more agitated as he spoke.
Chinese medicine was declining, misunderstood by its own people, yet cherished by other countries.
This was an eternal thorn in his heart!