After the college entrance exam, he began to become a male god of extraction.

After saying goodbye to Yu Zhaoyan, Xu Qin went straight back to his dormitory.

"There's still a week of military training left, shouldn't we try out the new book?"

Xu Qin originally planned to finish his new book after military training and aim for three million favorites, which is what the forum calls a book that has just entered the threshold of becoming a hit.

This is one of his main goals at present.

There is still one week left until the end of military training.

Xu Qin thought about it and realized that a little more time wouldn't make a difference.

Furthermore, after Yu Zhaoyan's reminder tonight, Xu Qin also had an inspiration.

Inspiration is a strange thing; you never know what will trigger it.

So, after returning to his dormitory, Xu Qin turned on his computer and then typed for more than an hour in one go.

This is the plot of the second part of "New City Year One". In terms of timeline, it is five years after the first part, and it is told from the perspective of another protagonist.

The protagonist is not of high status; he is just an ordinary staff member of the Operations Bureau.

Xu Qin will approach the world from his perspective, from a nobody who passively participates in certain events in the plot to a tough and resilient man who can stand on his own.

Even at the end of the story, the protagonist is not said to be able to influence the world by his own power. Xu Qin's writing style this time is to use the perspective of this one protagonist to represent the struggles and efforts of a group of people, which is the so-called seeing the big picture from the small and knowing the big from the small.

Therefore, compared to the two protagonists in the first book, Xu Qin's protagonist this time is more flesh and blood. He has the emotions that ordinary people have, such as joy, anger, sorrow, fear, etc., rather than being a saintly and virtuous person like the previous two protagonists.

"Exactly 10,000 words."

"Moreover, in this book, in addition to taking a different perspective and using my science fiction imagination as well."

"I will also use romanticism from literature."

During this time, Xu Qin did not forget to take time to study the romanticism in literature.

He wouldn't dare say he's grasped the essence of this style, but he could say he's touched some of the basics.

However, this color scheme will not appear in the first 10,000 words; it will have to wait until later.

Xu Qin also plans to write this book to be around 300,000 words.

At his typing speed, he could finish it in about half a month.

After polishing it, Xu Qin sent it to Xia Qingyun.

It was past eleven o'clock, and Xia Qingyun had not yet rested.

"Xu Qin, you've started writing the second book?"

"This is just the beginning. I'll show you. I'll save up some drafts for the next few days and publish them after military training."

"Let me see!"

Xia Qingyun then began to read it, and she read it very carefully, almost word by word.

In Xia Qingyun's view, since Xu Qin sent it to her, she must take it seriously.

Therefore, Xia Qingyun spent more than 20 minutes reading the 10,000-word opening.

"Xu Qin, you wrote so well this time! The beginning is already much more amazing than your last book. If this quality continues, I feel like this book is going to be a huge hit!"

"Furthermore, the protagonist of this book seems to be more popular than the protagonist of the previous book?"

"The two main characters in the previous book felt somewhat distant from ordinary people like us."

The "popularity" that Xia Qingyun mentioned refers to the aura or presence of a person.

After all, the saints and virtuous men mentioned in books are a tiny minority; ordinary people are the vast majority, and these vast majority of people are what make up the mortal world.

One of the two main characters in the first part of "New City Year" sacrificed himself for righteousness, which is a typical example of heroism.

When Xia Qingyun watched the first part, she didn't really feel this contrast. It wasn't until she watched the beginning of the second part and felt that the protagonist had the presence of a living person that she clearly noticed the difference.

After seeing Xia Qingyun's reply, Xu Qin briefly told her to try a different way of writing this time.

"Great author! Amazing! This book is destined to be a huge hit!"

"A beauty mark under the eye? This is nothing. But if I have to talk about going viral, my goal this time is three million favorites. I hope I can make it. Three million favorites is the threshold for a minor viral hit."

"Great writer, you can do it!"

Xu Qin was quite moved, feeling that besides his mother, only the person with the beauty mark under his eye was so supportive of him.

The two chatted for another ten minutes before going to rest.

On the evening of the 4th, after military training ended.

Xu Qin saw the message from Zheng Fanghong, who mentioned the release of the second batch of "New City Year One".

This time, there are a total of 300,000 copies, of which 280,000 are online and 20,000 are offline.

The release date is the 5th, which is tomorrow morning at 9:00 AM.

"If all 300,000 copies are sold, how much money will I get?"

This way of thinking might seem a bit vulgar to some intellectuals, who might say that your writing is full of the stench of money.

But Xu Qin is indeed trying to balance his dreams and his finances when it comes to writing, not to mention that his book is already profitable.

Xu Qin calculated that if all 300,000 books could be sold, after taxes, he would receive:

2397600 yuan.

Nearly two million four hundred thousand!

"Good heavens, that's an astronomical sum!"

Xu Qin was quite startled.

This is only 300,000 copies. For those great authors, who sell millions of copies a year, the publishing rights to just one book can earn them eight figures a year, not to mention other copyright income.

When will I be able to get to this point?

Thinking this, Xu Qin, who was about to take a detour to leave the playground, unknowingly walked outside the gymnasium.

Chida University has five large playgrounds, and the playground where Xu Qin's military training took place is the first playground.

Each large playground has a gymnasium.

Xu Qin had been leaving the playground via this route for the past few weeks, but today was different.

[Searching for special items...]

[Special item discovered: Du Jinhe's tennis racket.]

[Du Jinhe's tennis racket: The son of a former national men's singles tennis champion, he holds his father's championship racket, thus embodying the power of a national men's singles champion.]

[Extractable: The power of the men's national tennis champion.]

"Since he's a national champion, this trait must at least be a Gold-tier trait, right?"

Xu Qin is not interested in tennis, or more accurately, he is not interested in the entire sports path.

However, it's possible that it's due to the properties of gold.

Xu Qin then walked directly into the stadium.

I don't know if I can get it, but I'll go and see first.

If you can obtain a trait, even if you can't use it for a while, you can use it to synthesize other traits later.

This indoor gymnasium is very spacious, with a billiards room, basketball court, and tennis court.

A large crowd has gathered at the tennis court.

On the court, Xu Qin noticed two boys playing tennis.

In the crowd, Xu Qin also noticed a figure:

Qi Jingheng.

That's the tennis senior I saw that day.

She was standing on the sidelines, watching the people playing on the court.

Xu Qin looked at the other party for a while, then returned his attention to the "path guidance" of the special item.

The special item that Xu Qin wanted was in the hands of Du Jinhe, who was playing tennis on the court.

This is a boy who is over 1.8 meters tall, with well-developed leg muscles, and looks like he has a lot of explosive power.

Xu Qin originally thought that as the son of a national champion, defeating the opponent should be a piece of cake.

However, half a minute later.

Xu Qin heard a loud bang, and Du Jinhe failed to catch the ball. He almost fell while diving for the ball and looked a bit disheveled.

The boy sparring with Du Jinhe chuckled and said, "Your dad's a national champion, and this is all the son is capable of? I only used sixty or seventy percent of my strength, and Du Jinhe is already one of the strongest players in your sophomore boys' group? And this is it? It seems like the sophomores from your Chida University Tennis Academy aren't very good!"

"Senior, who is this person?"

Xu Qin asked Qi Jingheng directly. The two were originally only a little over a meter apart.

Qi Jingheng glanced at Xu Qin. "His name is Xiao Mingyu. He's a sophomore at Xincheng Online Education College and is already a reserve member of the provincial team. He's very strong. Right now, he's basically causing trouble!"

Du Jinhe's side had no choice but to step down after losing.

At this moment, Du Jinhe came down and walked right towards Xu Qin, because this was the rest area, where many bottles of mineral water and Xu Qin were placed.

Du Jinhe was clearly quite unhappy after losing the game; his expression was off. He felt he had lost face by losing to Xiao Mingyu, after all, he was one of the strongest in the second-year male group.

At this moment, Du Jinhe plopped down in a chair and inadvertently noticed that Xu Qin was looking at him.

Xu Qin was actually looking at his racket.

However, when Du Jinhe saw that Xu Qin was wearing a military training uniform and looked rather frail, and that he was here, he assumed that Xu Qin was a freshman at Chida University's Online Education College.

In online colleges, it's a long-standing tradition for upperclassmen to boss around freshmen.

Du Jinhe sat there with an air of superiority, ordering Xu Qin around, "Go get me a bottle of mineral water!"

Xu Qin was immediately annoyed when he heard the other person's tone, which was like ordering him around. But then he thought of something and couldn't help but smile to himself.

So, Xu Qin promptly handed the other person a bottle of mineral water.

"Senior, here's your water."

"snort!"

Du Jinhe accepted the bottled water; he was in a bad mood after losing the game.

"Senior, it's inconvenient to drink water while holding a racket, is it? Can I get it for you?"

"Hold this carefully, it's my dad's national championship racket!"

Du Jinhe was clearly reluctant to put his racket on the chair.

"Don't worry, senior!"

Xu Qin took the racket.

A man can bend and stretch.

Strategically, I need to take the racket.

Tactically, we should first lower our heads.

At this moment, the racket is in my hand.

【Whether to extract? 】