Chapter 10

The group of big shots who write sci-fi novels had been holding back for a long time. Now that they finally had the opportunity, they began to relentlessly scold Lin Han. They thought they were on the verge of becoming famous and making a fortune, but instead, Lin Han's novel "Escape from the Solar System" suffered huge losses and the investment company, Candy Entertainment, went bankrupt. This served as a warning to other film and television production companies, causing many ongoing negotiations for sci-fi novels to come to a standstill. One person ruined the entire market, the power was immense.

With this example in front of them, the investors, being businessmen, were not willing to risk such huge losses by filming sci-fi movies. As a result, over a year had passed and the entire Chinese sci-fi film market was incredibly bleak, and even famous authors in the genre were unable to sell the rights to their works.

As they watched other novel authors making a fortune, with fantasy, urban, historical, and realistic novels being adapted into movies, TV shows, games, and anime, the sci-fi genre remained stagnant.

They had finally caught a duck in their hands, and now it had flown away. No wonder this group of people didn't give Lin Han any face and went straight to criticize him in the group.

If it were in real life, maybe they wouldn't be so straightforward with their words, but on the internet, where they couldn't see each other, they became bolder.

"You, this star of calamity, actually came here to write sci-fi novels? Mosquito, our group rules are very clear, right? Where was his novel published? As a group manager, shouldn't you meet the standards in inviting people?"

"That's right, anyone and everyone can join our group now? What's the point of having entry standards? Lin Han, tell us, where is your novel?"

"Most likely, the mosquito couldn't bear to refuse him due to face, so he had no choice but to invite him into the group. Your reputation is already this bad, can't you stop causing trouble for us? Go write fantasy novels, they'll definitely welcome you over there."

"Yes, Director Lin, why can't you just focus on your work in the film industry? Make more bad films so we can have something to criticize."

"Old Jiang, are you pouring salt on the wound? You know very well that no one will hire him to make a film. This pathetic situation led him to want to join us. Do you think he can make a comeback by writing novels? Genuine sci-fi novels aren't something anyone can write. You should study more."

There were too many sarcastic remarks. Lin Han didn't bother to retaliate. It was a fact that the original owner had caused them to be unable to sell the rights to their works, so let them vent for a while. Meanwhile, he set his QQ status to "Busy" and leisurely browsed Weibo.

To start anew, one had to endure such strange gazes and withstand criticism. Lin Han understood that this was just the appetizer; the real wave of public opinion would come if the media found out he was writing novels.

After logging into his account using the remembered username and password, Lin Han noticed a series of prompts in the upper right corner of the page. He gained 310,000 new followers, received 80,000 new comments, had 110,000 reposts, and received 2,800 likes. He even had over 20,000 messages in his inbox.

Over a year had passed, and this was the first time he had logged into Weibo. So, he had accumulated a considerable amount of unread messages.

Of course, he couldn't possibly have genuine fans. These were all anti-fans, over a million of them who continued to make and spread memes with screenshots of Lin Han's interviews. This surprised him a little.

Most of the private messages were insulting and revolting, filled with all sorts of threats, and even involving his family and friends. Despite the high number of reposts, comments, and likes, his latest Weibo post was the movie trailer released in January last year.

If he were a sensitive person, being insulted by the entire internet and even receiving labels of being driven out of the entertainment industry would have been unbearable long ago. But now that Lin Han had transmigrated, he felt as if he was looking at someone else, without much empathy or concern. Therefore, he didn't care at all.

After deleting all the prompts and setting his privacy to not receive messages from people he didn't follow, Lin Han decided to start managing his Weibo account again. At least he had over one million followers, even if they were all anti-fans.

Among the accounts he followed, there were only a few people, including the original author of "Escape from the Solar System," Li Wenyuan, the male lead actor, Fang Zhenhua, the female lead actress, Zhao Qianqian, and a few other supporting roles.

However, among all these people, only Li Wenyuan followed him back, while the rest probably wanted to blacklist him.

"It's also a skill to be disliked by so many people."

Lin Han said to himself. He didn't know what he should post at the moment, but he didn't want to read the messages in the QQ group either. Writers were also human, and there was not much artistic value in their constant bickering.