Writing poetry is just a dessert for Lin Han. What he likes most is writing novels, but this "Mars" trilogy is not in the plan. Frankly speaking, this series of novels has won many honors and has won many honors abroad. It also has a lot of readers.
Lin Han helped Chen Jiaxuan open the door and closed it in a gentlemanly manner. Then he turned to the other side and sat in the driver's seat, then put on his seat belt. "I finished writing "Dark Forest" today. I will probably check it out tomorrow. I'll pick it up then." Give it to a major publishing house so they can start the publishing process."
"You're right. After digestion is almost complete, exercise on the treadmill for half an hour at 11 o'clock and go to bed."
"Let's go together. It just so happens that I didn't go to exercise today. I think exercise is more effective in losing weight."
In a short time, Li Wenyuan wrote such a long string of words. As a science fiction writer, he understands how rare this form is. Poetry has never seemed to be related to science fiction. Lin Han's poem seems to have opened up a whole new world.
Li Wenyuan was indeed a little disappointed that he couldn't share good things with others. "I will also try to write science fiction poetry later. Do you think this can be done in ancient science fiction poetry?"
"Is this your poem?"
Beijing has rare good weather at the end of October. There is no smog or smoke, and the rare clear blue sky appears in sight. In the garden of the community, people walking with their pets were chatting leisurely, a toddler did not cry after falling on the grass, and a little girl riding a bicycle laughed loudly.
But Lin Han was not used to its translation and writing, so he didn't read it carefully. He would not write it unless all the planned novels were finished.
The grandeur of the universe and the insignificance of human beings, the application of the laws of the dark forest, and the temporary success of the wall-facing plan also made Lin Han relieved. He knew that this was just the calm before the storm, and there was an undercurrent surging beneath the calm ocean.
In a short time, Li Wenyuan wrote such a long string of words. As a science fiction writer, he understands how rare this form is. Poetry has never seemed to be related to science fiction. Lin Han's poem seems to have opened up a whole new world.
…
"You're right. After digestion is almost complete, exercise on the treadmill for half an hour at 11 o'clock and go to bed."
He sent a copy of "On Mars" to Li Wenyuan, and then ignored the other person's yelling and went to the balcony to breathe in the fresh air.
Due to the time difference, it might be daytime in Europe and the United States, so the email he sent received a quick reply. The Penguin Publishing Group agreed with Lin Han's announcement of the novel's cover, thinking it would be a good publicity.
Li Wenyuan seemed to have found something interesting. He quickly said: "Then you can continue writing novels. I will look for ancient poetry formats to imitate."
"No problem, I'm just trying it out. After a new genre is born, it needs to be slowly pondered. Then you can continue to work. The legal staff is still studying the contract. I will email it to you after it is signed."
'Of course she's not afraid, she knows the sun will rise tomorrow. '"
'I have a dream, maybe one day, the bright sunshine can shine into the dark forest. '
Beijing has rare good weather at the end of October. There is no smog or smoke, and the rare clear blue sky appears in sight. In the garden of the community, people walking with their pets were chatting leisurely, a toddler did not cry after falling on the grass, and a little girl riding a bicycle laughed loudly.
"The English version of "The Three-Body Problem" has been translated. They sent me the full text translated by Liu Yukun to let me see if there is anything wrong. I hope that I, the original author, can give the news back to them within three days. At the same time, I will also I sent a physical book cover of the English version, it’s so beautiful!”
After typing in the words "To be continued", Lin Han knew that this was the end of "Three-Body 2: Dark Forest". He dragged the document to the front with some emotion and began to carefully review the novel. .
"Is this your poem?"
He writes too fast, and his fingers can't keep up with the rhythm of his thinking, and sometimes he makes typos. He needs to proofread it himself before handing it over to the magazine. This is a sign of responsibility.
Li Wenyuan seemed to have found something interesting. He quickly said: "Then you can continue writing novels. I will look for ancient poetry formats to imitate."
"Very well written!"
"Why are there so many more emails? It doesn't matter." Lin Han just picked up the iPad, and there was a message on it. After he clicked on it and looked at it, he found that it was actually sent by Penguin Publishing Group.
…
Unlike browsing ten lines at a glance, Lin Han is now reviewing it word for word. As a result, he has not read a third of it at night.
At this time, the sun here is setting, and now only the top of the mountain is exposed, like a shining gem inlaid by Shishan E-commerce. The child has run away, bathing in the golden sunset together with the grass.
The evening rush hour is never a lie. After walking around for a while, Lin Han came to the downstairs of Chen Jiaxuan's office. At this time, they all had employees working overtime on publicity and planning.
"When can I see it? I really want to share it with others."
…
This time, he no longer imagined himself as the author, but restored himself to the identity of the reader, feeling the shock of his soul from the reader's perspective.
"No problem, I'm just trying it out. After a new genre is born, it needs to be slowly pondered. Then you can continue to work. The legal staff is still studying the contract. I will email it to you after it is signed."
"Why are there so many more emails? It doesn't matter." Lin Han just picked up the iPad, and there was a message on it. After he clicked on it and looked at it, he found that it was actually sent by Penguin Publishing Group.
The sun is going down, but your children are not afraid
"You're right. After digestion is almost complete, exercise on the treadmill for half an hour at 11 o'clock and go to bed."
"Why did you think of writing about Mars again?"
"If you don't answer, I won't be able to control my hands. Is this the inspiration for your new book?"
This novel has nearly 300,000 words and is divided into three parts. After he browsed the previous text, he started typing.
"You're right. After digestion is almost complete, exercise on the treadmill for half an hour at 11 o'clock and go to bed."
Writing poetry is just a dessert for Lin Han. What he likes most is writing novels, but this "Mars" trilogy is not in the plan. Frankly speaking, this series of novels has won many honors and has won many honors abroad. It also has a lot of readers.
At this time, the sun here is setting, and now only the top of the mountain is exposed, like a shining gem inlaid by Shishan E-commerce. The child has run away, bathing in the golden sunset together with the grass.
Li Wenyuan seemed to have found something interesting. He quickly said: "Then you can continue writing novels. I will look for ancient poetry formats to imitate."
After the two of them arrived at a hot pot restaurant, they started ordering food in earnest. It was a bit cold in the late autumn night, so it was good to have some spicy hot pot.
"Lin Han, don't pretend to be dead, come out quickly"
"That `s a deal!"
"No problem, I'm just trying it out. After a new genre is born, it needs to be slowly pondered. Then you can continue to work. The legal staff is still studying the contract. I will email it to you after it is signed."
"Why did you think of writing about Mars again?"
The grandeur of the universe and the insignificance of human beings, the application of the laws of the dark forest, and the temporary success of the wall-facing plan also made Lin Han relieved. He knew that this was just the calm before the storm, and there was an undercurrent surging beneath the calm ocean.
"Why did you think of writing about Mars again?"
Li Wenyuan seemed to have found something interesting. He quickly said: "Then you can continue writing novels. I will look for ancient poetry formats to imitate."
No matter what, Lin Han can't be too picky if he can publish one song. He is a newcomer in the poetry world, so he must abide by the rules set by others.
Lin Han helped Chen Jiaxuan open the door and closed it in a gentlemanly manner. Then he turned to the other side and sat in the driver's seat, then put on his seat belt. "I finished writing "Dark Forest" today. I will probably check it out tomorrow. I'll pick it up then." Give it to a major publishing house so they can start the publishing process."
In a short time, Li Wenyuan wrote such a long string of words. As a science fiction writer, he understands how rare this form is. Poetry has never seemed to be related to science fiction. Lin Han's poem seems to have opened up a whole new world.
Writing poetry is just a dessert for Lin Han. What he likes most is writing novels, but this "Mars" trilogy is not in the plan. Frankly speaking, this series of novels has won many honors and has won many honors abroad. It also has a lot of readers.
Li Wenyuan seemed to have found something interesting. He quickly said: "Then you can continue writing novels. I will look for ancient poetry formats to imitate."
Turning on the light in the living room, Chen Jiaxuan took off her shoes and threw them aside. As a person in the entertainment industry, she didn't know what to watch when she turned on the TV. In the end, she fixed the channel on live sports.
'I have a dream, maybe one day, the bright sunshine can shine into the dark forest. '
The grandeur of the universe and the insignificance of human beings, the application of the laws of the dark forest, and the temporary success of the wall-facing plan also made Lin Han relieved. He knew that this was just the calm before the storm, and there was an undercurrent surging beneath the calm ocean.
"I took this picture to make a wallpaper. If I make a movie in the future, I can use this as the current poster." Lin Han lowered his head and started to operate. He downloaded the translated English version of the novel at the same time.
The cover in front of me depicts a scene from the Three-Body Game. The shape of the pyramid and the one-eye is very eye-catching, and the three suns are also faintly hanging in the sky, which has its own unique style.
"Don't spread it out yet. Let's wait until it's published. By the way, I'm still writing "The Three-Body Problem 2" and I haven't thought about the rest of it yet."
"When can I see it? I really want to share it with others."
"Don't spread it out yet. Let's wait until it's published. By the way, I'm still writing "The Three-Body Problem 2" and I haven't thought about the rest of it yet."
"Bye-Bye"
Li Wenyuan was indeed a little disappointed that he couldn't share good things with others. "I will also try to write science fiction poetry later. Do you think this can be done in ancient science fiction poetry?"
Luo Ji slowly stood up, took one last look at Ye Wenjie and Yang Dong's tombstone, and staggered back along the path he came from.
"Why did you think of writing about Mars again?"
As an authentic science fiction fan and Three-Body Problem, Lin Han bought a Chinese-English bilingual hardcover physical book for his collection, so he has read the English version of "The Three-Body Problem". This version is translated in English as "The Three-Body Problem", which is more like A scientific research paper.
Li Wenyuan was indeed a little disappointed that he couldn't share good things with others. "I will also try to write science fiction poetry later. Do you think this can be done in ancient science fiction poetry?"
…
"Well, I haven't tried it, but it should be quite difficult." Lin Han said truthfully. It is difficult enough to combine modern poetry with science fiction, let alone ancient poetry.
"If you don't answer, I won't be able to control my hands. Is this the inspiration for your new book?"
"Don't worry, I know it myself. I just downloaded a video game recently."
Li Wenyuan seemed to have found something interesting. He quickly said: "Then you can continue writing novels. I will look for ancient poetry formats to imitate."
As an authentic science fiction fan and Three-Body Problem, Lin Han bought a Chinese-English bilingual hardcover physical book for his collection, so he has read the English version of "The Three-Body Problem". This version is translated in English as "The Three-Body Problem", which is more like A scientific research paper.
"Lin Han, don't pretend to be dead, come out quickly"
This novel has nearly 300,000 words and is divided into three parts. After he browsed the previous text, he started typing.
Li Wenyuan seemed to have found something interesting. He quickly said: "Then you can continue writing novels. I will look for ancient poetry formats to imitate."
"Don't worry, I know it myself. I just downloaded a video game recently."
The cover in front of me depicts a scene from the Three-Body Game. The shape of the pyramid and the one-eye is very eye-catching, and the three suns are also faintly hanging in the sky, which has its own unique style.
"I took this picture to make a wallpaper. If I make a movie in the future, I can use this as the current poster." Lin Han lowered his head and started to operate. He downloaded the translated English version of the novel at the same time.
At about the same time, the editor of "Reader" magazine, Matcha Guazi, also sent a new message: "Our supervisor said that your poem "On Mars" can be accepted, but he hopes that this kind of poetry will not appear in the next few issues. Is this okay?"
"Is this your poem?"
'Of course she's not afraid, she knows the sun will rise tomorrow. '"
"When can I see it? I really want to share it with others."
"No problem, I'm just trying it out. After a new genre is born, it needs to be slowly pondered. Then you can continue to work. The legal staff is still studying the contract. I will email it to you after it is signed."
But Lin Han was not used to its translation and writing, so he didn't read it carefully. He would not write it unless all the planned novels were finished.
"Don't worry, I know it myself. I just downloaded a video game recently."
So Lin Han simply posted the same message on Twitter, Facebook and Weibo: "Double happiness today. The first draft of "Three-Body 2: Dark Forest" has been written and is now being revised and proofread. It will be handed over to the publishing house later. In addition, the English version of "The Three-Body Problem" has been translated and will be available to everyone around the world in the next few days. The high-definition cover picture is amazing!"
"Very well written!"
"Okay, see you, Teacher Lin."
As an authentic science fiction fan and Three-Body Problem, Lin Han bought a Chinese-English bilingual hardcover physical book for his collection, so he has read the English version of "The Three-Body Problem". This version is translated in English as "The Three-Body Problem", which is more like A scientific research paper.
"Okay, see you, Teacher Lin."
'Of course she's not afraid, she knows the sun will rise tomorrow. '"
Turning on the light in the living room, Chen Jiaxuan took off her shoes and threw them aside. As a person in the entertainment industry, she didn't know what to watch when she turned on the TV. In the end, she fixed the channel on live sports.
It was already after nine o'clock in the evening after finishing the hot pot. They wandered on the street to let the night wind blow away the hot pot smell from their bodies, and then drove back to their home.
"Bye-Bye"
Due to the time difference, it might be daytime in Europe and the United States, so the email he sent received a quick reply. The Penguin Publishing Group agreed with Lin Han's announcement of the novel's cover, thinking it would be a good publicity.
"Bye-Bye"
The evening rush hour is never a lie. After walking around for a while, Lin Han came to the downstairs of Chen Jiaxuan's office. At this time, they all had employees working overtime on publicity and planning.
"So fast? You have to balance work and rest when writing. I have never heard anyone say that you can write as fast as you." Chen Jiaxuan heard that someone died suddenly from overwork while writing a novel. She wished she could install one for Lin Han. Alarm clock to remind him to take a rest at any time.
"Let's go together. It just so happens that I didn't go to exercise today. I think exercise is more effective in losing weight."
As an authentic science fiction fan and Three-Body Problem, Lin Han bought a Chinese-English bilingual hardcover physical book for his collection, so he has read the English version of "The Three-Body Problem". This version is translated in English as "The Three-Body Problem", which is more like A scientific research paper.
"Don't spread it out yet. Let's wait until it's published. By the way, I'm still writing "The Three-Body Problem 2" and I haven't thought about the rest of it yet."
…
'Of course she's not afraid, she knows the sun will rise tomorrow. '"
"The English version of "The Three-Body Problem" has been translated. They sent me the full text translated by Liu Yukun to let me see if there is anything wrong. I hope that I, the original author, can give the news back to them within three days. At the same time, I will also I sent a physical book cover of the English version, it’s so beautiful!”
The ant has climbed to the top of the tombstone, proudly waving its two savings at the nascent sun. As far as life on earth is concerned, it is the only witness to what just happened.
"The English version of "The Three-Body Problem" has been translated. They sent me the full text translated by Liu Yukun to let me see if there is anything wrong. I hope that I, the original author, can give the news back to them within three days. At the same time, I will also I sent a physical book cover of the English version, it’s so beautiful!”
At about the same time, the editor of "Reader" magazine, Matcha Guazi, also sent a new message: "Our supervisor said that your poem "On Mars" can be accepted, but he hopes that this kind of poetry will not appear in the next few issues. Is this okay?"
No matter what, Lin Han can't be too picky if he can publish one song. He is a newcomer in the poetry world, so he must abide by the rules set by others.
Lin Han didn't care about this. He put a quail egg into Chen Jiaxuan's bowl. "Just eat hot pot and exercise. Losing weight doesn't come from diet. I think your figure is just right now. There is no need to make it into ribs. It feels like not good."
"Is this your poem?"
Turning on the light in the living room, Chen Jiaxuan took off her shoes and threw them aside. As a person in the entertainment industry, she didn't know what to watch when she turned on the TV. In the end, she fixed the channel on live sports.
He cherished and kept this poetic document separately while continuing to write the end of "Dark Forest".
After the two of them arrived at a hot pot restaurant, they started ordering food in earnest. It was a bit cold in the late autumn night, so it was good to have some spicy hot pot.
Writing poetry is just a dessert for Lin Han. What he likes most is writing novels, but this "Mars" trilogy is not in the plan. Frankly speaking, this series of novels has won many honors and has won many honors abroad. It also has a lot of readers.
The Three-Body Problem in the previous life was also translated by Liu Yukun. Although the age of Xiao Liu in this life was different, his skills were still there. Lin Han slowly browsed it and felt that it was not much different from the previous life.
The cover in front of me depicts a scene from the Three-Body Game. The shape of the pyramid and the one-eye is very eye-catching, and the three suns are also faintly hanging in the sky, which has its own unique style.
'Of course she's not afraid, she knows the sun will rise tomorrow. '"
This novel has nearly 300,000 words and is divided into three parts. After he browsed the previous text, he started typing.
"Very well written!"
Due to the time difference, it might be daytime in Europe and the United States, so the email he sent received a quick reply. The Penguin Publishing Group agreed with Lin Han's announcement of the novel's cover, thinking it would be a good publicity.
"Well, I haven't tried it, but it should be quite difficult." Lin Han said truthfully. It is difficult enough to combine modern poetry with science fiction, let alone ancient poetry.
Lin Han didn't care about this. He put a quail egg into Chen Jiaxuan's bowl. "Just eat hot pot and exercise. Losing weight doesn't come from diet. I think your figure is just right now. There is no need to make it into ribs. It feels like not good."
Li Wenyuan seemed to have found something interesting. He quickly said: "Then you can continue writing novels. I will look for ancient poetry formats to imitate."
At about the same time, the editor of "Reader" magazine, Matcha Guazi, also sent a new message: "Our supervisor said that your poem "On Mars" can be accepted, but he hopes that this kind of poetry will not appear in the next few issues. Is this okay?"
Luo Ji slowly stood up, took one last look at Ye Wenjie and Yang Dong's tombstone, and staggered back along the path he came from.
"Very well written!"
It was already after nine o'clock in the evening after finishing the hot pot. They wandered on the street to let the night wind blow away the hot pot smell from their bodies, and then drove back to their home.
"Why did you think of writing about Mars again?"
The ant has climbed to the top of the tombstone, proudly waving its two savings at the nascent sun. As far as life on earth is concerned, it is the only witness to what just happened.
Lin Han left a bookmark where he stayed, and then closed the computer. He packed up his wallet keys and went out to have dinner with Chen Jiaxuan. She sent a WeChat message saying that she would get off work soon.
"Very well written!"
Due to the time difference, it might be daytime in Europe and the United States, so the email he sent received a quick reply. The Penguin Publishing Group agreed with Lin Han's announcement of the novel's cover, thinking it would be a good publicity.
"Lin Han, don't pretend to be dead, come out quickly"
…
The hot pot here is very authentic. Lin Han thought it was a bit spicy, but Chen Jiaxuan still didn't feel it. She touched her belly and said with some melancholy: "If I had known better, I shouldn't have eaten so much. Just let me eat one hot pot." My previous weight loss plan was shattered.”
"The English version of "The Three-Body Problem" has been translated. They sent me the full text translated by Liu Yukun to let me see if there is anything wrong. I hope that I, the original author, can give the news back to them within three days. At the same time, I will also I sent a physical book cover of the English version, it’s so beautiful!”
Li Wenyuan seemed to have found something interesting. He quickly said: "Then you can continue writing novels. I will look for ancient poetry formats to imitate."
After typing in the words "To be continued", Lin Han knew that this was the end of "Three-Body 2: Dark Forest". He dragged the document to the front with some emotion and began to carefully review the novel. .
"I took this picture to make a wallpaper. If I make a movie in the future, I can use this as the current poster." Lin Han lowered his head and started to operate. He downloaded the translated English version of the novel at the same time.
Lin Han left a bookmark where he stayed, and then closed the computer. He packed up his wallet keys and went out to have dinner with Chen Jiaxuan. She sent a WeChat message saying that she would get off work soon.
Turning on the light in the living room, Chen Jiaxuan took off her shoes and threw them aside. As a person in the entertainment industry, she didn't know what to watch when she turned on the TV. In the end, she fixed the channel on live sports.
Turning on the light in the living room, Chen Jiaxuan took off her shoes and threw them aside. As a person in the entertainment industry, she didn't know what to watch when she turned on the TV. In the end, she fixed the channel on live sports.
'I have a dream, maybe one day, the bright sunshine can shine into the dark forest. '
"Very well written!"
The cover in front of me depicts a scene from the Three-Body Game. The shape of the pyramid and the one-eye is very eye-catching, and the three suns are also faintly hanging in the sky, which has its own unique style.
In a short time, Li Wenyuan wrote such a long string of words. As a science fiction writer, he understands how rare this form is. Poetry has never seemed to be related to science fiction. Lin Han's poem seems to have opened up a whole new world.
After typing in the words "To be continued", Lin Han knew that this was the end of "Three-Body 2: Dark Forest". He dragged the document to the front with some emotion and began to carefully review the novel. .
He cherished and kept this poetic document separately while continuing to write the end of "Dark Forest".
After typing in the words "To be continued", Lin Han knew that this was the end of "Three-Body 2: Dark Forest". He dragged the document to the front with some emotion and began to carefully review the novel. .
After typing in the words "To be continued", Lin Han knew that this was the end of "Three-Body 2: Dark Forest". He dragged the document to the front with some emotion and began to carefully review the novel. .
At this time, the sun here is setting, and now only the top of the mountain is exposed, like a shining gem inlaid by Shishan E-commerce. The child has run away, bathing in the golden sunset together with the grass.
The ant has climbed to the top of the tombstone, proudly waving its two savings at the nascent sun. As far as life on earth is concerned, it is the only witness to what just happened.
The cover in front of me depicts a scene from the Three-Body Game. The shape of the pyramid and the one-eye is very eye-catching, and the three suns are also faintly hanging in the sky, which has its own unique style.
The sun is going down, but your children are not afraid
So Lin Han simply posted the same message on Twitter, Facebook and Weibo: "Double happiness today. The first draft of "Three-Body 2: Dark Forest" has been written and is now being revised and proofread. It will be handed over to the publishing house later. In addition, the English version of "The Three-Body Problem" has been translated and will be available to everyone around the world in the next few days. The high-definition cover picture is amazing!"
Li Wenyuan seemed to have found something interesting. He quickly said: "Then you can continue writing novels. I will look for ancient poetry formats to imitate."
Unlike browsing ten lines at a glance, Lin Han is now reviewing it word for word. As a result, he has not read a third of it at night.
"Well, I haven't tried it, but it should be quite difficult." Lin Han said truthfully. It is difficult enough to combine modern poetry with science fiction, let alone ancient poetry.
The evening rush hour is never a lie. After walking around for a while, Lin Han came to the downstairs of Chen Jiaxuan's office. At this time, they all had employees working overtime on publicity and planning.
'Of course she's not afraid, she knows the sun will rise tomorrow. '"
…
The grandeur of the universe and the insignificance of human beings, the application of the laws of the dark forest, and the temporary success of the wall-facing plan also made Lin Han relieved. He knew that this was just the calm before the storm, and there was an undercurrent surging beneath the calm ocean.
"When can I see it? I really want to share it with others."
After typing in the words "To be continued", Lin Han knew that this was the end of "Three-Body 2: Dark Forest". He dragged the document to the front with some emotion and began to carefully review the novel. .
The evening rush hour is never a lie. After walking around for a while, Lin Han came to the downstairs of Chen Jiaxuan's office. At this time, they all had employees working overtime on publicity and planning.
Li Wenyuan seemed to have found something interesting. He quickly said: "Then you can continue writing novels. I will look for ancient poetry formats to imitate."
He writes too fast, and his fingers can't keep up with the rhythm of his thinking, and sometimes he makes typos. He needs to proofread it himself before handing it over to the magazine. This is a sign of responsibility.
Beijing has rare good weather at the end of October. There is no smog or smoke, and the rare clear blue sky appears in sight. In the garden of the community, people walking with their pets were chatting leisurely, a toddler did not cry after falling on the grass, and a little girl riding a bicycle laughed loudly.
"So fast? You have to balance work and rest when writing. I have never heard anyone say that you can write as fast as you." Chen Jiaxuan heard that someone died suddenly from overwork while writing a novel. She wished she could install one for Lin Han. Alarm clock to remind him to take a rest at any time.
Lin Han clicked on the large, high-definition, watermark-free cover image and turned his gaze to the screen. Chen Jiaxuan couldn't help but be surprised, "Is this the cover? I think it's exactly like a poster for a Hollywood science fiction blockbuster. It's so impressive!"
Today is destined to be a carnival day for Trisolaris believers!
"If you don't answer, I won't be able to control my hands. Is this the inspiration for your new book?"
The ant has climbed to the top of the tombstone, proudly waving its two savings at the nascent sun. As far as life on earth is concerned, it is the only witness to what just happened.
This novel has nearly 300,000 words and is divided into three parts. After he browsed the previous text, he started typing.
This time, he no longer imagined himself as the author, but restored himself to the identity of the reader, feeling the shock of his soul from the reader's perspective.
"The English version of "The Three-Body Problem" has been translated. They sent me the full text translated by Liu Yukun to let me see if there is anything wrong. I hope that I, the original author, can give the news back to them within three days. At the same time, I will also I sent a physical book cover of the English version, it’s so beautiful!”
In a short time, Li Wenyuan wrote such a long string of words. As a science fiction writer, he understands how rare this form is. Poetry has never seemed to be related to science fiction. Lin Han's poem seems to have opened up a whole new world.
It was already after nine o'clock in the evening after finishing the hot pot. They wandered on the street to let the night wind blow away the hot pot smell from their bodies, and then drove back to their home.
"Okay, see you, Teacher Lin."
This looks much more sci-fi than the cover of the simplified Chinese version. It’s hard to take your eyes away. Lin Han wants to share it with his fans.
"So fast? You have to balance work and rest when writing. I have never heard anyone say that you can write as fast as you." Chen Jiaxuan heard that someone died suddenly from overwork while writing a novel. She wished she could install one for Lin Han. Alarm clock to remind him to take a rest at any time.
Due to the time difference, it might be daytime in Europe and the United States, so the email he sent received a quick reply. The Penguin Publishing Group agreed with Lin Han's announcement of the novel's cover, thinking it would be a good publicity.
"Bye-Bye"
The grandeur of the universe and the insignificance of human beings, the application of the laws of the dark forest, and the temporary success of the wall-facing plan also made Lin Han relieved. He knew that this was just the calm before the storm, and there was an undercurrent surging beneath the calm ocean.
"So fast? You have to balance work and rest when writing. I have never heard anyone say that you can write as fast as you." Chen Jiaxuan heard that someone died suddenly from overwork while writing a novel. She wished she could install one for Lin Han. Alarm clock to remind him to take a rest at any time.
Chen Jiaxuan looked at the women's volleyball girls on the TV and asked casually: "What's the matter? I'm looking for you so late."
…
He writes too fast, and his fingers can't keep up with the rhythm of his thinking, and sometimes he makes typos. He needs to proofread it himself before handing it over to the magazine. This is a sign of responsibility.
He writes too fast, and his fingers can't keep up with the rhythm of his thinking, and sometimes he makes typos. He needs to proofread it himself before handing it over to the magazine. This is a sign of responsibility.
Lin Han didn't care about this. He put a quail egg into Chen Jiaxuan's bowl. "Just eat hot pot and exercise. Losing weight doesn't come from diet. I think your figure is just right now. There is no need to make it into ribs. It feels like not good."
"I took this picture to make a wallpaper. If I make a movie in the future, I can use this as the current poster." Lin Han lowered his head and started to operate. He downloaded the translated English version of the novel at the same time.
Unlike browsing ten lines at a glance, Lin Han is now reviewing it word for word. As a result, he has not read a third of it at night.
The ant has climbed to the top of the tombstone, proudly waving its two savings at the nascent sun. As far as life on earth is concerned, it is the only witness to what just happened.
The grandeur of the universe and the insignificance of human beings, the application of the laws of the dark forest, and the temporary success of the wall-facing plan also made Lin Han relieved. He knew that this was just the calm before the storm, and there was an undercurrent surging beneath the calm ocean.
"The English version of "The Three-Body Problem" has been translated. They sent me the full text translated by Liu Yukun to let me see if there is anything wrong. I hope that I, the original author, can give the news back to them within three days. At the same time, I will also I sent a physical book cover of the English version, it’s so beautiful!”
The sun is going down, but your children are not afraid
It was already after nine o'clock in the evening after finishing the hot pot. They wandered on the street to let the night wind blow away the hot pot smell from their bodies, and then drove back to their home.
Chen Jiaxuan glared at Lin Han, "The hot pot can't even shut your mouth, eat quickly."
Lin Han left a bookmark where he stayed, and then closed the computer. He packed up his wallet keys and went out to have dinner with Chen Jiaxuan. She sent a WeChat message saying that she would get off work soon.
"You're right. After digestion is almost complete, exercise on the treadmill for half an hour at 11 o'clock and go to bed."
The ant has climbed to the top of the tombstone, proudly waving its two savings at the nascent sun. As far as life on earth is concerned, it is the only witness to what just happened.
The sun is going down, but your children are not afraid
This looks much more sci-fi than the cover of the simplified Chinese version. It’s hard to take your eyes away. Lin Han wants to share it with his fans.
He writes too fast, and his fingers can't keep up with the rhythm of his thinking, and sometimes he makes typos. He needs to proofread it himself before handing it over to the magazine. This is a sign of responsibility.
"If you don't answer, I won't be able to control my hands. Is this the inspiration for your new book?"
The evening rush hour is never a lie. After walking around for a while, Lin Han came to the downstairs of Chen Jiaxuan's office. At this time, they all had employees working overtime on publicity and planning.
In a short time, Li Wenyuan wrote such a long string of words. As a science fiction writer, he understands how rare this form is. Poetry has never seemed to be related to science fiction. Lin Han's poem seems to have opened up a whole new world.
At this time, the sun here is setting, and now only the top of the mountain is exposed, like a shining gem inlaid by Shishan E-commerce. The child has run away, bathing in the golden sunset together with the grass.
Lin Han helped Chen Jiaxuan open the door and closed it in a gentlemanly manner. Then he turned to the other side and sat in the driver's seat, then put on his seat belt. "I finished writing "Dark Forest" today. I will probably check it out tomorrow. I'll pick it up then." Give it to a major publishing house so they can start the publishing process."
Today is destined to be a carnival day for Trisolaris believers!
Luo Ji slowly stood up, took one last look at Ye Wenjie and Yang Dong's tombstone, and staggered back along the path he came from.
"Don't spread it out yet. Let's wait until it's published. By the way, I'm still writing "The Three-Body Problem 2" and I haven't thought about the rest of it yet."
Turning on the light in the living room, Chen Jiaxuan took off her shoes and threw them aside. As a person in the entertainment industry, she didn't know what to watch when she turned on the TV. In the end, she fixed the channel on live sports.
So Lin Han simply posted the same message on Twitter, Facebook and Weibo: "Double happiness today. The first draft of "Three-Body 2: Dark Forest" has been written and is now being revised and proofread. It will be handed over to the publishing house later. In addition, the English version of "The Three-Body Problem" has been translated and will be available to everyone around the world in the next few days. The high-definition cover picture is amazing!"
As an authentic science fiction fan and Three-Body Problem, Lin Han bought a Chinese-English bilingual hardcover physical book for his collection, so he has read the English version of "The Three-Body Problem". This version is translated in English as "The Three-Body Problem", which is more like A scientific research paper.
This looks much more sci-fi than the cover of the simplified Chinese version. It’s hard to take your eyes away. Lin Han wants to share it with his fans.
"So fast? You have to balance work and rest when writing. I have never heard anyone say that you can write as fast as you." Chen Jiaxuan heard that someone died suddenly from overwork while writing a novel. She wished she could install one for Lin Han. Alarm clock to remind him to take a rest at any time.
Due to the time difference, it might be daytime in Europe and the United States, so the email he sent received a quick reply. The Penguin Publishing Group agreed with Lin Han's announcement of the novel's cover, thinking it would be a good publicity.
At this time, the sun here is setting, and now only the top of the mountain is exposed, like a shining gem inlaid by Shishan E-commerce. The child has run away, bathing in the golden sunset together with the grass.
"The English version of "The Three-Body Problem" has been translated. They sent me the full text translated by Liu Yukun to let me see if there is anything wrong. I hope that I, the original author, can give the news back to them within three days. At the same time, I will also I sent a physical book cover of the English version, it’s so beautiful!”
"Don't worry, I know it myself. I just downloaded a video game recently."
Writing poetry is just a dessert for Lin Han. What he likes most is writing novels, but this "Mars" trilogy is not in the plan. Frankly speaking, this series of novels has won many honors and has won many honors abroad. It also has a lot of readers.
…
"Well, I haven't tried it, but it should be quite difficult." Lin Han said truthfully. It is difficult enough to combine modern poetry with science fiction, let alone ancient poetry.
Lin Han helped Chen Jiaxuan open the door and closed it in a gentlemanly manner. Then he turned to the other side and sat in the driver's seat, then put on his seat belt. "I finished writing "Dark Forest" today. I will probably check it out tomorrow. I'll pick it up then." Give it to a major publishing house so they can start the publishing process."
He sent a copy of "On Mars" to Li Wenyuan, and then ignored the other person's yelling and went to the balcony to breathe in the fresh air.
'Of course she's not afraid, she knows the sun will rise tomorrow. '"
After the two of them arrived at a hot pot restaurant, they started ordering food in earnest. It was a bit cold in the late autumn night, so it was good to have some spicy hot pot.
In a short time, Li Wenyuan wrote such a long string of words. As a science fiction writer, he understands how rare this form is. Poetry has never seemed to be related to science fiction. Lin Han's poem seems to have opened up a whole new world.
Today is destined to be a carnival day for Trisolaris believers!
But Lin Han was not used to its translation and writing, so he didn't read it carefully. He would not write it unless all the planned novels were finished.
This novel has nearly 300,000 words and is divided into three parts. After he browsed the previous text, he started typing.
…
The cover in front of me depicts a scene from the Three-Body Game. The shape of the pyramid and the one-eye is very eye-catching, and the three suns are also faintly hanging in the sky, which has its own unique style.
This time, he no longer imagined himself as the author, but restored himself to the identity of the reader, feeling the shock of his soul from the reader's perspective.
Luo Ji slowly stood up, took one last look at Ye Wenjie and Yang Dong's tombstone, and staggered back along the path he came from.
The hot pot here is very authentic. Lin Han thought it was a bit spicy, but Chen Jiaxuan still didn't feel it. She touched her belly and said with some melancholy: "If I had known better, I shouldn't have eaten so much. Just let me eat one hot pot." My previous weight loss plan was shattered.”
After typing in the words "To be continued", Lin Han knew that this was the end of "Three-Body 2: Dark Forest". He dragged the document to the front with some emotion and began to carefully review the novel. .
"Don't worry, I know it myself. I just downloaded a video game recently."
Beijing has rare good weather at the end of October. There is no smog or smoke, and the rare clear blue sky appears in sight. In the garden of the community, people walking with their pets were chatting leisurely, a toddler did not cry after falling on the grass, and a little girl riding a bicycle laughed loudly.
After the two of them arrived at a hot pot restaurant, they started ordering food in earnest. It was a bit cold in the late autumn night, so it was good to have some spicy hot pot.
Unlike browsing ten lines at a glance, Lin Han is now reviewing it word for word. As a result, he has not read a third of it at night.
Lin Han didn't care about this. He put a quail egg into Chen Jiaxuan's bowl. "Just eat hot pot and exercise. Losing weight doesn't come from diet. I think your figure is just right now. There is no need to make it into ribs. It feels like not good."
After typing in the words "To be continued", Lin Han knew that this was the end of "Three-Body 2: Dark Forest". He dragged the document to the front with some emotion and began to carefully review the novel. .
Lin Han didn't care about this. He put a quail egg into Chen Jiaxuan's bowl. "Just eat hot pot and exercise. Losing weight doesn't come from diet. I think your figure is just right now. There is no need to make it into ribs. It feels like not good."
He writes too fast, and his fingers can't keep up with the rhythm of his thinking, and sometimes he makes typos. He needs to proofread it himself before handing it over to the magazine. This is a sign of responsibility.
'Of course she's not afraid, she knows the sun will rise tomorrow. '"
"When can I see it? I really want to share it with others."
Due to the time difference, it might be daytime in Europe and the United States, so the email he sent received a quick reply. The Penguin Publishing Group agreed with Lin Han's announcement of the novel's cover, thinking it would be a good publicity.
"If you don't answer, I won't be able to control my hands. Is this the inspiration for your new book?"
"Don't spread it out yet. Let's wait until it's published. By the way, I'm still writing "The Three-Body Problem 2" and I haven't thought about the rest of it yet."
He cherished and kept this poetic document separately while continuing to write the end of "Dark Forest".
"You're right. After digestion is almost complete, exercise on the treadmill for half an hour at 11 o'clock and go to bed."
"Is this your poem?"
Lin Han didn't care about this. He put a quail egg into Chen Jiaxuan's bowl. "Just eat hot pot and exercise. Losing weight doesn't come from diet. I think your figure is just right now. There is no need to make it into ribs. It feels like not good."
"So fast? You have to balance work and rest when writing. I have never heard anyone say that you can write as fast as you." Chen Jiaxuan heard that someone died suddenly from overwork while writing a novel. She wished she could install one for Lin Han. Alarm clock to remind him to take a rest at any time.
"Let's go together. It just so happens that I didn't go to exercise today. I think exercise is more effective in losing weight."
"The English version of "The Three-Body Problem" has been translated. They sent me the full text translated by Liu Yukun to let me see if there is anything wrong. I hope that I, the original author, can give the news back to them within three days. At the same time, I will also I sent a physical book cover of the English version, it’s so beautiful!”
At about the same time, the editor of "Reader" magazine, Matcha Guazi, also sent a new message: "Our supervisor said that your poem "On Mars" can be accepted, but he hopes that this kind of poetry will not appear in the next few issues. Is this okay?"
"Bye-Bye"
"Don't spread it out yet. Let's wait until it's published. By the way, I'm still writing "The Three-Body Problem 2" and I haven't thought about the rest of it yet."
"Don't worry, I know it myself. I just downloaded a video game recently."
At about the same time, the editor of "Reader" magazine, Matcha Guazi, also sent a new message: "Our supervisor said that your poem "On Mars" can be accepted, but he hopes that this kind of poetry will not appear in the next few issues. Is this okay?"
"That `s a deal!"
Chen Jiaxuan glared at Lin Han, "The hot pot can't even shut your mouth, eat quickly."
…
This looks much more sci-fi than the cover of the simplified Chinese version. It’s hard to take your eyes away. Lin Han wants to share it with his fans.
Chen Jiaxuan glared at Lin Han, "The hot pot can't even shut your mouth, eat quickly."
He writes too fast, and his fingers can't keep up with the rhythm of his thinking, and sometimes he makes typos. He needs to proofread it himself before handing it over to the magazine. This is a sign of responsibility.
Luo Ji slowly stood up, took one last look at Ye Wenjie and Yang Dong's tombstone, and staggered back along the path he came from.
After typing in the words "To be continued", Lin Han knew that this was the end of "Three-Body 2: Dark Forest". He dragged the document to the front with some emotion and began to carefully review the novel. .
"That `s a deal!"
The cover in front of me depicts a scene from the Three-Body Game. The shape of the pyramid and the one-eye is very eye-catching, and the three suns are also faintly hanging in the sky, which has its own unique style.
Turning on the light in the living room, Chen Jiaxuan took off her shoes and threw them aside. As a person in the entertainment industry, she didn't know what to watch when she turned on the TV. In the end, she fixed the channel on live sports.
'I have a dream, maybe one day, the bright sunshine can shine into the dark forest. '
Lin Han clicked on the large, high-definition, watermark-free cover image and turned his gaze to the screen. Chen Jiaxuan couldn't help but be surprised, "Is this the cover? I think it's exactly like a poster for a Hollywood science fiction blockbuster. It's so impressive!"
"Bye-Bye"
"I took this picture to make a wallpaper. If I make a movie in the future, I can use this as the current poster." Lin Han lowered his head and started to operate. He downloaded the translated English version of the novel at the same time.
…
The grandeur of the universe and the insignificance of human beings, the application of the laws of the dark forest, and the temporary success of the wall-facing plan also made Lin Han relieved. He knew that this was just the calm before the storm, and there was an undercurrent surging beneath the calm ocean.
"Well, I haven't tried it, but it should be quite difficult." Lin Han said truthfully. It is difficult enough to combine modern poetry with science fiction, let alone ancient poetry.
Lin Han left a bookmark where he stayed, and then closed the computer. He packed up his wallet keys and went out to have dinner with Chen Jiaxuan. She sent a WeChat message saying that she would get off work soon.
Li Wenyuan was indeed a little disappointed that he couldn't share good things with others. "I will also try to write science fiction poetry later. Do you think this can be done in ancient science fiction poetry?"
This time, he no longer imagined himself as the author, but restored himself to the identity of the reader, feeling the shock of his soul from the reader's perspective.
Beijing has rare good weather at the end of October. There is no smog or smoke, and the rare clear blue sky appears in sight. In the garden of the community, people walking with their pets were chatting leisurely, a toddler did not cry after falling on the grass, and a little girl riding a bicycle laughed loudly.
It was already after nine o'clock in the evening after finishing the hot pot. They wandered on the street to let the night wind blow away the hot pot smell from their bodies, and then drove back to their home.
"Bye-Bye"
…
Beijing has rare good weather at the end of October. There is no smog or smoke, and the rare clear blue sky appears in sight. In the garden of the community, people walking with their pets were chatting leisurely, a toddler did not cry after falling on the grass, and a little girl riding a bicycle laughed loudly.
"No problem, I'm just trying it out. After a new genre is born, it needs to be slowly pondered. Then you can continue to work. The legal staff is still studying the contract. I will email it to you after it is signed."
Turning on the light in the living room, Chen Jiaxuan took off her shoes and threw them aside. As a person in the entertainment industry, she didn't know what to watch when she turned on the TV. In the end, she fixed the channel on live sports.
He writes too fast, and his fingers can't keep up with the rhythm of his thinking, and sometimes he makes typos. He needs to proofread it himself before handing it over to the magazine. This is a sign of responsibility.
But Lin Han was not used to its translation and writing, so he didn't read it carefully. He would not write it unless all the planned novels were finished.
"Why are there so many more emails? It doesn't matter." Lin Han just picked up the iPad, and there was a message on it. After he clicked on it and looked at it, he found that it was actually sent by Penguin Publishing Group.
"Okay, see you, Teacher Lin."
"Bye-Bye"
In a short time, Li Wenyuan wrote such a long string of words. As a science fiction writer, he understands how rare this form is. Poetry has never seemed to be related to science fiction. Lin Han's poem seems to have opened up a whole new world.
"Lin Han, don't pretend to be dead, come out quickly"
The cover in front of me depicts a scene from the Three-Body Game. The shape of the pyramid and the one-eye is very eye-catching, and the three suns are also faintly hanging in the sky, which has its own unique style.
"Why are there so many more emails? It doesn't matter." Lin Han just picked up the iPad, and there was a message on it. After he clicked on it and looked at it, he found that it was actually sent by Penguin Publishing Group.
"No problem, I'm just trying it out. After a new genre is born, it needs to be slowly pondered. Then you can continue to work. The legal staff is still studying the contract. I will email it to you after it is signed."
"Why did you think of writing about Mars again?"
At this time, the sun here is setting, and now only the top of the mountain is exposed, like a shining gem inlaid by Shishan E-commerce. The child has run away, bathing in the golden sunset together with the grass.
Lin Han clicked on the large, high-definition, watermark-free cover image and turned his gaze to the screen. Chen Jiaxuan couldn't help but be surprised, "Is this the cover? I think it's exactly like a poster for a Hollywood science fiction blockbuster. It's so impressive!"
Writing poetry is just a dessert for Lin Han. What he likes most is writing novels, but this "Mars" trilogy is not in the plan. Frankly speaking, this series of novels has won many honors and has won many honors abroad. It also has a lot of readers.
"Well, I haven't tried it, but it should be quite difficult." Lin Han said truthfully. It is difficult enough to combine modern poetry with science fiction, let alone ancient poetry.
Chen Jiaxuan looked at the women's volleyball girls on the TV and asked casually: "What's the matter? I'm looking for you so late."
"Let's go together. It just so happens that I didn't go to exercise today. I think exercise is more effective in losing weight."
Writing poetry is just a dessert for Lin Han. What he likes most is writing novels, but this "Mars" trilogy is not in the plan. Frankly speaking, this series of novels has won many honors and has won many honors abroad. It also has a lot of readers.
"The English version of "The Three-Body Problem" has been translated. They sent me the full text translated by Liu Yukun to let me see if there is anything wrong. I hope that I, the original author, can give the news back to them within three days. At the same time, I will also I sent a physical book cover of the English version, it’s so beautiful!”
…
Beijing has rare good weather at the end of October. There is no smog or smoke, and the rare clear blue sky appears in sight. In the garden of the community, people walking with their pets were chatting leisurely, a toddler did not cry after falling on the grass, and a little girl riding a bicycle laughed loudly.
The hot pot here is very authentic. Lin Han thought it was a bit spicy, but Chen Jiaxuan still didn't feel it. She touched her belly and said with some melancholy: "If I had known better, I shouldn't have eaten so much. Just let me eat one hot pot." My previous weight loss plan was shattered.”
Luo Ji slowly stood up, took one last look at Ye Wenjie and Yang Dong's tombstone, and staggered back along the path he came from.
"Well, I haven't tried it, but it should be quite difficult." Lin Han said truthfully. It is difficult enough to combine modern poetry with science fiction, let alone ancient poetry.
"You're right. After digestion is almost complete, exercise on the treadmill for half an hour at 11 o'clock and go to bed."
"You're right. After digestion is almost complete, exercise on the treadmill for half an hour at 11 o'clock and go to bed."
Lin Han clicked on the large, high-definition, watermark-free cover image and turned his gaze to the screen. Chen Jiaxuan couldn't help but be surprised, "Is this the cover? I think it's exactly like a poster for a Hollywood science fiction blockbuster. It's so impressive!"
"You're right. After digestion is almost complete, exercise on the treadmill for half an hour at 11 o'clock and go to bed."
Luo Ji slowly stood up, took one last look at Ye Wenjie and Yang Dong's tombstone, and staggered back along the path he came from.
Li Wenyuan seemed to have found something interesting. He quickly said: "Then you can continue writing novels. I will look for ancient poetry formats to imitate."
"When can I see it? I really want to share it with others."
'Of course she's not afraid, she knows the sun will rise tomorrow. '"
The hot pot here is very authentic. Lin Han thought it was a bit spicy, but Chen Jiaxuan still didn't feel it. She touched her belly and said with some melancholy: "If I had known better, I shouldn't have eaten so much. Just let me eat one hot pot." My previous weight loss plan was shattered.”
So Lin Han simply posted the same message on Twitter, Facebook and Weibo: "Double happiness today. The first draft of "Three-Body 2: Dark Forest" has been written and is now being revised and proofread. It will be handed over to the publishing house later. In addition, the English version of "The Three-Body Problem" has been translated and will be available to everyone around the world in the next few days. The high-definition cover picture is amazing!"
The cover in front of me depicts a scene from the Three-Body Game. The shape of the pyramid and the one-eye is very eye-catching, and the three suns are also faintly hanging in the sky, which has its own unique style.
He sent a copy of "On Mars" to Li Wenyuan, and then ignored the other person's yelling and went to the balcony to breathe in the fresh air.
Unlike browsing ten lines at a glance, Lin Han is now reviewing it word for word. As a result, he has not read a third of it at night.
"No problem, I'm just trying it out. After a new genre is born, it needs to be slowly pondered. Then you can continue to work. The legal staff is still studying the contract. I will email it to you after it is signed."
After typing in the words "To be continued", Lin Han knew that this was the end of "Three-Body 2: Dark Forest". He dragged the document to the front with some emotion and began to carefully review the novel. .
"Is this your poem?"
Lin Han clicked on the large, high-definition, watermark-free cover image and turned his gaze to the screen. Chen Jiaxuan couldn't help but be surprised, "Is this the cover? I think it's exactly like a poster for a Hollywood science fiction blockbuster. It's so impressive!"
"Why did you think of writing about Mars again?"
This looks much more sci-fi than the cover of the simplified Chinese version. It’s hard to take your eyes away. Lin Han wants to share it with his fans.
At about the same time, the editor of "Reader" magazine, Matcha Guazi, also sent a new message: "Our supervisor said that your poem "On Mars" can be accepted, but he hopes that this kind of poetry will not appear in the next few issues. Is this okay?"
Due to the time difference, it might be daytime in Europe and the United States, so the email he sent received a quick reply. The Penguin Publishing Group agreed with Lin Han's announcement of the novel's cover, thinking it would be a good publicity.
"Very well written!"
The hot pot here is very authentic. Lin Han thought it was a bit spicy, but Chen Jiaxuan still didn't feel it. She touched her belly and said with some melancholy: "If I had known better, I shouldn't have eaten so much. Just let me eat one hot pot." My previous weight loss plan was shattered.”
After the two of them arrived at a hot pot restaurant, they started ordering food in earnest. It was a bit cold in the late autumn night, so it was good to have some spicy hot pot.
"When can I see it? I really want to share it with others."
"I took this picture to make a wallpaper. If I make a movie in the future, I can use this as the current poster." Lin Han lowered his head and started to operate. He downloaded the translated English version of the novel at the same time.
Due to the time difference, it might be daytime in Europe and the United States, so the email he sent received a quick reply. The Penguin Publishing Group agreed with Lin Han's announcement of the novel's cover, thinking it would be a good publicity.
"No problem, I'm just trying it out. After a new genre is born, it needs to be slowly pondered. Then you can continue to work. The legal staff is still studying the contract. I will email it to you after it is signed."
"Bye-Bye"
"Lin Han, don't pretend to be dead, come out quickly"
"So fast? You have to balance work and rest when writing. I have never heard anyone say that you can write as fast as you." Chen Jiaxuan heard that someone died suddenly from overwork while writing a novel. She wished she could install one for Lin Han. Alarm clock to remind him to take a rest at any time.
The Three-Body Problem in the previous life was also translated by Liu Yukun. Although the age of Xiao Liu in this life was different, his skills were still there. Lin Han slowly browsed it and felt that it was not much different from the previous life.
"Let's go together. It just so happens that I didn't go to exercise today. I think exercise is more effective in losing weight."
The Three-Body Problem in the previous life was also translated by Liu Yukun. Although the age of Xiao Liu in this life was different, his skills were still there. Lin Han slowly browsed it and felt that it was not much different from the previous life.
"When can I see it? I really want to share it with others."
"Is this your poem?"
As an authentic science fiction fan and Three-Body Problem, Lin Han bought a Chinese-English bilingual hardcover physical book for his collection, so he has read the English version of "The Three-Body Problem". This version is translated in English as "The Three-Body Problem", which is more like A scientific research paper.
After typing in the words "To be continued", Lin Han knew that this was the end of "Three-Body 2: Dark Forest". He dragged the document to the front with some emotion and began to carefully review the novel. .
This novel has nearly 300,000 words and is divided into three parts. After he browsed the previous text, he started typing.
"Is this your poem?"
"Is this your poem?"
"So fast? You have to balance work and rest when writing. I have never heard anyone say that you can write as fast as you." Chen Jiaxuan heard that someone died suddenly from overwork while writing a novel. She wished she could install one for Lin Han. Alarm clock to remind him to take a rest at any time.
This novel has nearly 300,000 words and is divided into three parts. After he browsed the previous text, he started typing.
"So fast? You have to balance work and rest when writing. I have never heard anyone say that you can write as fast as you." Chen Jiaxuan heard that someone died suddenly from overwork while writing a novel. She wished she could install one for Lin Han. Alarm clock to remind him to take a rest at any time.
Due to the time difference, it might be daytime in Europe and the United States, so the email he sent received a quick reply. The Penguin Publishing Group agreed with Lin Han's announcement of the novel's cover, thinking it would be a good publicity.
"Why are there so many more emails? It doesn't matter." Lin Han just picked up the iPad, and there was a message on it. After he clicked on it and looked at it, he found that it was actually sent by Penguin Publishing Group.
Luo Ji slowly stood up, took one last look at Ye Wenjie and Yang Dong's tombstone, and staggered back along the path he came from.
So Lin Han simply posted the same message on Twitter, Facebook and Weibo: "Double happiness today. The first draft of "Three-Body 2: Dark Forest" has been written and is now being revised and proofread. It will be handed over to the publishing house later. In addition, the English version of "The Three-Body Problem" has been translated and will be available to everyone around the world in the next few days. The high-definition cover picture is amazing!"
So Lin Han simply posted the same message on Twitter, Facebook and Weibo: "Double happiness today. The first draft of "Three-Body 2: Dark Forest" has been written and is now being revised and proofread. It will be handed over to the publishing house later. In addition, the English version of "The Three-Body Problem" has been translated and will be available to everyone around the world in the next few days. The high-definition cover picture is amazing!"
The hot pot here is very authentic. Lin Han thought it was a bit spicy, but Chen Jiaxuan still didn't feel it. She touched her belly and said with some melancholy: "If I had known better, I shouldn't have eaten so much. Just let me eat one hot pot." My previous weight loss plan was shattered.”
After the two of them arrived at a hot pot restaurant, they started ordering food in earnest. It was a bit cold in the late autumn night, so it was good to have some spicy hot pot.
This looks much more sci-fi than the cover of the simplified Chinese version. It’s hard to take your eyes away. Lin Han wants to share it with his fans.
Today is destined to be a carnival day for Trisolaris believers!
Beijing has rare good weather at the end of October. There is no smog or smoke, and the rare clear blue sky appears in sight. In the garden of the community, people walking with their pets were chatting leisurely, a toddler did not cry after falling on the grass, and a little girl riding a bicycle laughed loudly.
Turning on the light in the living room, Chen Jiaxuan took off her shoes and threw them aside. As a person in the entertainment industry, she didn't know what to watch when she turned on the TV. In the end, she fixed the channel on live sports.
The grandeur of the universe and the insignificance of human beings, the application of the laws of the dark forest, and the temporary success of the wall-facing plan also made Lin Han relieved. He knew that this was just the calm before the storm, and there was an undercurrent surging beneath the calm ocean.
The grandeur of the universe and the insignificance of human beings, the application of the laws of the dark forest, and the temporary success of the wall-facing plan also made Lin Han relieved. He knew that this was just the calm before the storm, and there was an undercurrent surging beneath the calm ocean.
Turning on the light in the living room, Chen Jiaxuan took off her shoes and threw them aside. As a person in the entertainment industry, she didn't know what to watch when she turned on the TV. In the end, she fixed the channel on live sports.
The evening rush hour is never a lie. After walking around for a while, Lin Han came to the downstairs of Chen Jiaxuan's office. At this time, they all had employees working overtime on publicity and planning.