I Became a Viral Author in the Interstellar Era

Waking up one day, Lin Shu transmigrates to the interstellar era, becoming the youngest son of the prestigious Lin family of the Imperial Star… only to learn the very next day that the family has...

Chapter 170 Health First (Page 2/3)

[Huh…it’s getting sweeter!!]

[Finally, Young Master Zhu is going to succeed in his pursuit of his wife? I'm actually a little disappointed, because this means we won't have any fun to watch in the future.]

[Raise your hands if you want to continue watching Zhu Jun's fun! ]

[+1+1, objectively speaking, Jitui's love scenes have greatly improved compared to "Becoming F4." However, once the love scenes progress, I find that it's still the familiar old married couple model. Because I really can't write it that way, right? The romance is short, but there's a lot of daily sweet moments.]

[Hurry up and learn from Xue Wu, Teacher Jitui, but... it's good enough now. ]

Readers still like Lin Shu's style.

The lovely daily life of Zhu Junshao and Yu Yao makes up for the lack of plot. Although their daily life does not have any earth-shattering parts, it still makes people feel happy to watch it.

The subscription of "The Domineering Military Young Master Falls in Love with Me" reflects this very intuitively.

Lin Shu didn't have any ideas when he wrote this article, he just wrote it. Occasionally, he would think that he wrote this article probably because there was a young man named Xie Jun by his side.

In short, he had written too many long stories before, so he wrote a short story to change things up.

He enjoys writing and readers enjoy reading, and that's enough.

Moreover, Lin Shu himself admitted that he poured some love into the character of Zhu Junshao when shaping it, but he would never admit this before declining.

It would be embarrassing to admit it.

Moreover, Lieutenant General Xie would definitely be proud of this for a long time, so Lin Shu didn't want to give him the opportunity to be proud.

In any case, as an author, it is a great surprise that what I want to write is also liked by readers.

Before "The Domineering Military Young Master Fell in Love with Me" was released, Cheese Bean informed Lin Shu of a piece of news: "Our online literature platform and the Abyss Galaxy have achieved shared access. From now on, readers will be able to read works by authors from both sides."

Lin Shu asked curiously, "What about the gold list?"

"Each one has its own ranking, and there's also an overall ranking," said Cheese Bean. "This way, readers have more choices, and authors can earn more."

Of course, competition will inevitably become more intense.

"Are you okay?" Cheese Bean asked Lin Shu, "You don't need to update this book so much. Write less and don't overwork yourself."

The moment the news of the attack on Teriyaki Chicken Legs came from the Gamma Galaxy, Cheese Bean felt his heart skip a beat. He urgently called Lin Shu but no one answered. He made dozens of calls in a row, one after another, and the surroundings seemed dead silent.

That night, Cheese Bean didn't sleep.

He opened the Star Network, the forum, and even searched for various news about the Gamma Galaxy and the keyword "teriyaki chicken legs"... He thought of all the ways to find Lin Shu, but there was still no response from Lin Shu.

Lin Shu is the author he signed. To Cheese Bean, he is no longer just an author, but his friend.

There is no better author than Lin Shu.

Hardworking, honest, diligent, with positive values... always making progress, never taking a step back, and passionate about writing.

After this night, Cheese Bean suddenly realized that compared to other people, he had not praised Lin Shu enough.

The other party clearly deserved more praise, but as an editor, he did not give the other party enough praise.

He should let Lin Shu know that he is a super, super good author, and as an editor, he is very lucky to have met him.

No one in the editorial department didn't envy him, not only the editors of Carving Entertainment, Karaen, but also the editors of the Knicks who didn't get along well with Lin Shu, all envied Cheese Bean.

Cheese Bean has always felt that he will have a long time to praise Lin Shu. Lin Shu works so hard and will definitely keep writing, and he will always be his editor.

But it wasn't until the news came that Lin Shu was injured and declared "dead" by the Gamma Galaxy that Cheese Bean realized that the future was not infinite.

If you don’t say something earlier, you may not have the chance to say it in the future.

From Lin Shu's perspective, Cheese Bean was a bit overprotective during the serialization period of "The Domineering Military Young Master".

And no matter what he said, about the conception of the new article, about the setting of the characters, or even the question "Does Mr. Zhu Jun look too mentally retarded?", the editors all gave a uniform answer of "OK".

Lin Shu: “…”

This looks like a boss who answers "or" when asked whether to work overtime on Wednesday or Thursday.

Is he mentally retarded or not?

This time the editor replied, “Everything is fine.”

Lin Shu sighed silently. He felt that Cheese Bean's condition would probably continue for a while.

Ever since the news that he was still alive spread, Cheese Bean contacted him immediately. If Lin Shu hadn't stopped him, the editor would have gone to visit him. Later, he gave up because Lin Shu went to the Abyss Galaxy.

After Lin Shu returned from the Abyss Galaxy, Cheese Bean still came to see him.

The editor gave him a big hug on the spot, so warm that Lieutenant General Xie couldn't help feeling jealous after returning home.

Because Lin Shu was only mean to Lieutenant General Xie, and was very gentle to everyone else.

Cheese Bean didn't care about Lin Shu's name or his identity as a healer the whole time. He was only concerned about Lin Shu's injury. He asked him how his recovery was going and wanted to take out Lin Shu's report and check it from beginning to end.

Only after confirming that Lin Shu was safe and sound did Cheese Bean feel completely relieved.