I Am a Poor Author and Want to Make Some Money.

Traveling through a parallel world, you start off as a street writer. The only way out of poverty is by driving screws. Turn on the large entertainment system. "Editor-in-Chief, I have a magical book here. It's guaranteed to be 100, do you want it?" "The masterpiece of martial arts, The Eight Parts of the Dragon, is the kind of book that canonize gods. I can guarantee that once it is released, the literary world, film and television dramas will tremble." "Haha, you are stupid, you want to eat shit, no one wants to see martial arts, there is no market for it." "Hey, have you heard? Liu Xiaobei doesn't write novels, but he has changed his career to the entertainment industry?" "In the entertainment industry, can he write songs?" "Then you have to starve to death. What a pity for such a good writer." "You didn't know this, right? The Lonely Warrior he wrote is about to explode, and it's being sung all over the Internet?" "I*, what the hell is Liu Xiaobei doing on the Internet? This is going to cost people's lives." Ma Xiaoyun was stunned, this was too cruel. Liu Dadong was speechless. This world is so crazy. It would be great to write novels, songs, and make movies. What a real mess! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.