Entertainment: Since being divorced by Tianhou's wife

Chapter 389
Sun Yue mentioned Lin Mo with contempt and disdain: "His limericks are hard to be refined in this life, and he doesn't write many, the kind that can't even be published in a collection of poems."

"So, for a program like this, don't say that he is banned now, even if he was not banned in the first place, he would not have had the opportunity to be on it."

"After all, this show is very much in need of cultural heritage."

Listen to Sun Yue's words.

Liu Ruhan nodded: "Okay, let's arrange this show."

Sun Yue: "Yes."

"Oh, by the way, I also looked at it. It seems that Lin Mo is still hosting some small program on the radio."

"I found that he is indeed a bit whimsical. When he was so tough to reveal the shady scene on the stage, he should have thought that he would be blocked one day. But now, he can't do his own thing with peace of mind. On the contrary, I still think of various ways to appear in front of the public, which is purely to make myself uncomfortable."

Liu Ruhan shook her head: "I won't talk about him anymore."

Sun Yue nodded: "That's right, let's stop talking."

"You should prepare well for this program. I heard that the program team is planning to invite Mr. Shen Yimu."

Liu Ruhan: "Shen Yimu?"

Sun Yue: "Yes, it is Mr. Shen Yimu, the writer who has written several best-selling books before."

"Because I heard that Mr. Shen Yimu's new work has been written, and now he is waiting for publication. After his book is published, then it will be the time to record this program."

"I'll also buy some Shen Yimu's books later, read them when you have time, and get an impression."

Liu Ruhan: "Okay."

the following few days.

Lin Mo writes manuscripts there every day.

Because several episodes were recorded in advance, Lin Mo didn't go to the radio station either.

But now every time get out of class is over, I always run into Cheng Xiaoyu at the door.

Cheng Xiaoyu: "How long will it take for your manuscript to be written? I have everything ready here, and I'm just waiting for your manuscript to be published, and then go to the publishing process."

"If it is too slow, I am afraid that the listing will be delayed."

Lin Mo: "Just a few days."

Cheng Xiaoyu followed Lin Mo, like that, he was afraid that Lin Mo would turn into a pigeon and fly away.

In the past few days when Lin Mo was rushing to write the manuscript.

Cheng Xiaoyu also sighs with emotion from time to time, feeling that there are too many people who published the book this time, and also worried that it will be difficult to get a better market after Lin Mo's book comes out.

Lin Mo smiled at this, and didn't say much.

In the end, it depends on the sales of books after all.

When Lin Mo hadn't finished the manuscript of the first book.

Cheng Xiaoyu called Lin Mo: "Shen Yimu's new book has been promoted, have you seen it?"

Lin Mo was still writing the manuscript at that time: "No, I seem to have heard of his name somewhere."

Cheng Xiaoyu was helpless: "Shen Yimu, a best-selling author, the most popular book he wrote sold 60 copies."

"But you don't have to worry too much, because we are not on the same track as him."

Lin Mo: "What does it mean not to be on a track? Aren't they all publishing books?"

Cheng Xiaoyu just laughed: "Oh, he publishes books to make money, and you don't publish books to make money, and we don't need to compare sales with him, after all, you are a newcomer."

"The first time a book is published, the most important thing is that the book is published, and then after accumulating, go to hit sales."

"So, if you write well, you don't need to put too much pressure on yourself."

Hearing Cheng Xiaoyu's words, Lin Mo finally realized.

It turned out that Cheng Xiaoyu made this call specifically because he was worried that the promotion of Shen Yimu's new book would affect his mentality.

She is worried that the book I publish will not be as heavy as this one, and will be hit hard?

Cheng Xiaoyu was kind.

Lin Mo then paused for a while, turned to the Internet, and simply searched for news about Shen Yimu's new book.

There have been some news about Shen Yimu's new book on the Internet.

Some hosts also conducted simple interviews with Shen Yimu.

Shen Yimu's Weibo was also very lively.

Quite a few book fans are already a little impatient, urging updates there.

Lin Mo briefly glanced at Shen Yimu's comment section.

"Mr. Shen, hurry up and release your new book! I can't wait to read it!"

"Yes, yes, yes! I can't wait anymore, I like your book so much, and whether it is writing or story, I don't think there are many writers who can compare to yours!"

Shen Yimu seemed to have more time, and replied to a few people.

"Haha, thank you for your likes and expectations, and please rest assured that my book will definitely be worthy of your enthusiasm, and, in this market, there is no book written by anyone more worthy than my book." Looking forward to it!"

Shen Yimu spoke with a bit of complacency and pride in his words.

But that's no wonder.

After all, he is a best-selling author. Now that the publishing market has been sluggish, it is really amazing to be able to achieve such best-selling results.

Lin Mo took a few glances, then closed it, and continued writing.

When Lin Mo finally typed out the 30 words needed for the first book.

Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and he sent the manuscript to Cheng Xiaoyu.

Cheng Xiaoyu: "Wow, the speed is quite fast. I thought you would need more time."

"My side has started to promote the publication, and it should come out soon."

"In addition, come to our publishing house tomorrow, and then talk about the promotion plan in the future."

Lin Mo: "Okay."

After Lin Mo sent the manuscript, he glanced at the time, and it was almost dinner time.

He went directly to the radio station, and then had a meal in the cafeteria with Mr. Feng.

Director Feng also sighed: "Mr. Lin Mo, your "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" now has a lot of new listeners every day, and everyone seems to be very addicted."

"Your story is too amazing, even the traffic of our station's official website has increased a lot."

"However, there are not many reserved programs. Have you written the follow-up content?"

Lin Mo: "It's written, and I'm here today to continue recording the show."

Director Feng breathed a sigh of relief in an instant: "That's good, that's good. If the story on your side stops, I think these audiences will complain collectively."

While talking.

Suddenly, Lin Mo found that Master Feng's face suddenly became very ugly.

He was looking at a location not far away, and there was a bit of anger and dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Before Director Feng could speak, Lin Mo had already heard someone say with a sly smile: "Hey, it's really interesting, isn't it that so-and-so."

"The one who wants to publish a book but doesn't have a market?"

(End of this chapter)