One hour after Yu Xinyan left, Xu Lin's fitness routine for the day officially ended.
[Physique (83/100): Excellent.]
[Abs: 36/100.]
[Chest muscles: 29/100.]
[Shoulders: 25/100.]
[Back: 30/100.]
[Arms: 31/100.]
[Legs: 26/100.]
[Male Symbol: 40/100.]
Xu Lin looked at it and felt pretty good.
Before the summer vacation ended, Xu Lin felt he should be able to pull all the values above 50.
Values of 50, 80, and 100 would unlock rewards respectively.
Xu Lin was quite looking forward to it.
Moreover, looking at his somewhat perfect figure in the mirror now, Xu Lin's mood was getting better and better.
After taking a shower, Xu Lin ordered some delivery food.
[Energy (93/100): Full of spirit and drive.]
After eating and drinking to his satisfaction, Xu Lin opened the chat software.
Quite a few people in his class had sent him messages, both male and female. He didn't bother with the women—just flirty chats, boring—and the men were even more boring, asking Xu Lin how to get such a physique.
Xu Lin didn't bother with them.
Can't they search online themselves?
As for Lei Haolong, this kid had already sent him twenty-eight messages ten minutes ago.
Xu Lin replied: "Just search online randomly, learn and practice anything. How simple is that?"
Forget it.
Xu Lin thought he might as well help Lei out and sent Lei Haolong his workout plan, but avoided sharing the training for key areas, which would be awkward to talk about.
Lei Haolong saw Xu Lin's workout plan: "So much?"
Xu Lin: In reality, it's just going through a complete set repeatedly.
Lei Haolong: "Isn't this intensity too high?"
For things he didn't quite understand, like push-ups, Xu Lin actually did a set of one hundred, rested for ten minutes, then did another set, repeating four times for a total of four hundred push-ups.
Lei Haolong thought about himself; six months ago he could barely do thirty push-ups, like many young people, he was also in a sub-health state.
"If the intensity is high, just lower it, choose what's suitable for you," Xu Lin replied.
"I'll give it a try."
"I'll order the gym equipment right now!"
"Xu Lin, what do you think about going to the gym?"
"There's male touching," Xu Lin said.
Lei Haolong: "Damn, forget it then."
Lei Haolong thought about being touched on the butt by guys during workouts, then suddenly worried about Zhao Yifei, who's fair and clean, being touched by gays at the gym.
That thought was too terrifying!
Lei Haolong: "Xu Lin, send me your gym equipment links!"
Xu Lin sent the link to him, though Xu Lin felt that Lei Haolong probably wouldn't stick with it.
Lei Haolong: "Xu Lin, does working out make it easier to find a girlfriend?"
Xu Lin: "Some broke fat guys aren't short of girlfriends either."
Lei Haolong: "Then how do I get a girlfriend?"
Xu Lin: "I don't have a girlfriend. Asking me is useless."
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Lei Haolong decided to take action, tossed his phone aside, and started doing push-ups on his bed. But he didn't even complete twenty push-ups before collapsing onto the bed, the soft mattress making him reluctant to get up.
Not to mention that the air conditioning was on, the comfortable temperature made lying on the soft bed incredibly cozy.
"Forget it. I'll work out once the equipment arrives. My priority now is to develop a strict workout plan first!"
Lei Haolong comforted himself.
He quickly ordered the gym equipment.
Seeing that the delivery would take at least three days.
Lei Haolong vowed, "I'll start official workouts three days later. I, Lei Haolong, will definitely develop a perfect body. Just like my name, Lei Haolong, a bright future awaits!"
He also shared his plan with Xu Lin.
Xu Lin only sent an ellipsis in response.
Lei Haolong: "What does that mean?"
Xu Lin didn't respond further, just switched to his alternate account.
Daddy, don't! had sent quite a few messages.
They were all about how his book was becoming popular.
Xu Lin directly ignored the others, as both Soul and Asura were works Xu Lin ghostwrote.
Daddy, don't! was different; this was a storyline Xu Lin crafted.
Daddy, don't! had been publishing for several days, with great feedback.
The first twenty thousand words, totaling seven chapters, were written by Xu Lin as the opening, and the rest was written by Daddy, don't! following Xu Lin's storyline.
Though the two parts differed greatly, Daddy, don't! still showed some skill, not an ordinary author.
Xu Lin opened the link sent by the other and checked out some later chapters. He found it well written, and Daddy, don't! even imitated Xu Lin's writing style, achieving about fifty to sixty percent similarity.
The book currently had the best new release data, overshadowing several great authors beneath it, with many wondering whose pen name it was.
"Will this book become popular and earn a lot of money?"
Seeing this, a new idea came to Xu Lin.
"Could I possibly sell storylines in the future? Let others write books and give me a portion of the earnings?"
Thinking it over, Xu Lin found it feasible.
For instance, he could craft a storyline, let others write, and split the earnings forty-sixty, with him taking forty percent.
In fact, the industry already had such practices, where studios made storylines or extracted others' storylines, letting ghostwriters make money. Usually, ghostwriters earned just enough to scrape by, while the studio bosses took the lion's share, indulging in luxuries. Virtual newbies gained little, and those with skill generally didn't ghostwrite, earning far more by writing themselves.
There were really few like Xu Lin who cut into the role of a ghostwriter.
Xu Lin thought he could do the storylines himself, and taking just forty percent would be tremendously conscientious.
As the saying goes, to make the horse run, you have to let the horse eat grass.
In this way, wouldn't the workers unleash their subjective initiative, with keyboards working to the point of smoking?
Moreover, Xu Lin's storylines were not ordinary.
If you have the skill to present my stuff, you can soar.
"If I have ten storylines and sell them to ten people, that's ten people making money for me!"
"Simply winning without lifting a finger!"
Xu Lin decided to act but wouldn't create the storylines right away. Instead, he browsed novel websites to study various genres, as he planned to draft storylines in various genres.
Xu Lin's divine penmanship came with two mighty buffs.
One was the Flourishing Brush, the other was a flood of ideas.
For example, when he pondered the genres now, the flood of ideas buff activated, letting Xu Lin's mind run wild, birthing countless wonderful ideas.
In response, Xu Lin opened Word and recorded them one by one.
Xu Lin's research stretched into the dead of night, finally sleeping after four in the morning.
The next morning, Xu Lin messaged his mom.
Xu Lin: "Mom, could you draft a contract for me?"
Xu Lin briefly explained the contract's contents and direction, essentially Xu Lin intended to sell novel storylines to others, splitting the earnings forty-sixty. This needed to be clear in a contract since when it involves interests, you can't expect legal restriction, only count on them being moral saints?
Of course not!
Thus, a legally binding contract was crucial now.
Xu Lin making preparations ahead of time didn't mean he'd implement it immediately but thought he could prepare it first.
Once Daddy, don't!'s new book flourishes, if it explodes, Xu Lin would smoothly run with selling storylines.
Mom: ?
Mom: "What are you doing?"
Xu Lin: "I'm making money!"
Mom: "You know how to make money?"
In her office, Xu Lin's mom was quite puzzled.
After all, didn't she know what her son was like?
Xu Lin: "That's incorrect!"
Xu Lin directly sent over a screenshot of his wallet balance.
Xu Lin's current wealth value was: 342,836.58 yuan.
Whereas the balance in the wallet was: 341,236.33 yuan.
Mom was shocked: "Where did you get so much money?"
Xu Lin: "Like I said, I've been earning money by ghostwriting."
Unwilling to explain much, Xu Lin simply sent over screenshots of chats with Daddy, don't!
Mom, after reading, was greatly shocked: "You dared to sell a manuscript for a hundred thousand, and the key point is, they paid?"
Xu Lin: "Knowledge is power. In this knowledge-paying era, whoever holds valuable knowledge can sell it. The higher the value of the knowledge, naturally the higher the price it sells for!"
"Let me see what you've written," Mom incredulously said.
Xu Lin sent it over.
Mom read for over ten minutes.
For the first time, she discovered Xu Lin's writing was really impressive, is this the same son who struggled with writing high school essays?
Had she ignored his development in this area for too long, or was his talent actually here?
Mom: "Have you been possessed?"
Xu Lin: Little girl, you found out indeed, yes, I'm actually the rebirthed emperor!
Seeing the reply, Mom confirmed this was still her son.
At least his middle-school syndrome hadn't healed.