I asked you to write a light novel, but you wrote about living?

Chapter 202 has one more story.

"This is indeed a very good and interesting story," Yu Wen said with a smile.

The atmosphere in the living room relaxed considerably because of those words.

Looking at Yu Wen's matter-of-fact expression, Chen Jianjia couldn't help but smile again.

"Mr. Yu was anything but modest when he boasted about his story."

Yu Wen paused slightly in the hand holding the teacup.

He looked down at the tea swaying slightly in his cup, but the image of the electrician who had written countless grand chapters came to mind.

From a dilapidated rural primary school, it stretches to a galactic battlefield 50,000 light-years away.

Then, using the laws of mechanics that the three children memorized, the two far-fetched storylines are suddenly linked together.

The candlelight in that mountain village eventually illuminated the entirety of human civilization.

A heartfelt sigh welled up in Yu Wen's mind:

Mr. Liu Cixin is truly amazing.

Unfortunately, I couldn't explain this to the person in front of me.

Yu Wen had no choice but to suppress his feelings and casually took a sip of the lukewarm tea.

Chen Jianjia had no idea what Yu Wen was thinking, and assumed that he had tacitly agreed with her teasing.

She hesitated for a moment and asked:

"Will you write this story down?"

"Maybe."

Yu Wen put the teacup back on the table.

"But not necessarily now."

As he spoke, his gaze fell on the light screen on one side of the living room.

The trending topics on StarNet are still being updated.

The debate surrounding Yu Huashi, that letter, and the Weiguang platform has not truly subsided to this day.

"There has indeed been a lot of controversy surrounding me online lately."

Yu Wen said calmly.

"At this point, no matter what you write and post on Weiguang, people will probably first think about who it is alluding to and what it is responding to."

"What the story is about should come last."

Chen Jianjia followed his gaze and glanced at him.

Although she is not in the online literature industry, she can still see the current trend of public opinion.

The same article can be viewed in drastically different ways by readers on different platforms.

"If you want to publish, an article of this length would actually be better published on a platform like Midtown Observer."

She looked away and turned to Yu Wen.

"The nature of official platforms is what it is; they are much more effective than online literature platforms in dealing with online controversies that prioritize traffic above all else."

Yu Wen raised his eyes, looking at Chen Jianjia with a tentative smile:

"Is Teacher Chen encouraging me to submit articles to 'Midtown Observer'?"

I guess so.

Chen Jianjia frankly stated, "I have a close friend who works there as a senior editor."

"In this day and age, the traffic of official media platforms is basically maintained by fixed subscriptions and public channels, which is 'strong traffic' and lacks conversion of natural readers."

"After The Little Prince was published last time, it brought them a lot of organic traffic."

"Many people didn't read The Little Prince after they first saw Midtown Observer."

"Instead, they proactively approached Midtown Observer because of 'The Little Prince'."

A faint smile played on Chen Jianjia's lips.

"What they lack most right now are articles and stories like Mr. Yu's."

Upon hearing this, Yu Wen finally showed a genuine smile.

That's just how some things are.

You've been pondering this in your mind for a long time, but the road still seems shrouded in mist. Just as you're about to reach out and touch it, someone next to you pushes open a door for you first.

When he finished writing "Running for Governor", he knew that the article could not be published on Weiguang.

The place called Weiguang was too lively. The article was thrown in, like a piece of meat falling into a pack of hungry dogs. No one cared what the meat tasted like, they just tore at it and argued about whether it was cursing the opponent or defending Yu Huashi himself.

In the end, the article was still there, but all the words had already been said.

Midtown Observer is different.

The writing there may not be cleaner, but at least it can stand a little longer after landing.

Yu Wen had originally been thinking about what opportunity to submit the manuscript.

Before he could even speak, Chen Jianjia had already said all that.

"What a coincidence."

He chuckled softly.

"What's so special about it?"

"I happen to have another story."

Yu Wen didn't keep anyone in suspense.

"When I finished writing it, I felt that it should be published in a place like Midtown Observer."

A hint of surprise appeared between Chen Jianjia's brows.

"Is it already written?"

"I just finished writing it not long ago."

Yu Wen tapped the armrest of the wheelchair lightly.

A pale blue light screen silently unfolded, and layers of documents receded to the sides, with one document slowly floating in front of the two people.

"Is it also a short story?"

"Much shorter than the previous story."

"What are you writing?"

"An election."

Chen Jianjia's gaze lingered on the document for a moment.

"Political novel?"

"Not really."

Yu Wen still had a smile on his lips, but his tone carried a deeper meaning.

"There's just one guy who thinks he's had a clean record all his life and is planning to run for governor."

"As a result, the election campaign had just begun when he discovered in the newspaper that he had killed people, stolen things, cheated money, and done almost every kind of bad thing."

Chen Jianjia remained silent for a moment.

Then, she turned her head and glanced at the StarNet hotspots that were still scrolling in the corner of the light screen.

"Written for those people online?"

I write stories.

Yu Wen neither confirmed nor denied it.

"As for who feels like the story is about them after reading it, that's probably not my problem."

Chen Jianjia couldn't help but laugh.

"It seems that it is indeed a good fit for Midtown Observer."

That's why I said it was a coincidence.

Yu Wen looked at her.

"When your friend comes back, I'll have to trouble Teacher Chen to introduce me to him."

"sure."