Chapter 128 Writer
The stars in the sky are like diamonds, embellishing the night sky in late autumn. The starry sky silently embraces this world. Li Zhuangsheng and Lin Yuehua walk through the wide and quiet playground. The windows of the teaching building in the distance are flashing with countless dim fluorescent lights.

Li Zhuangsheng casually threw the core of the pear into the trash can and said, "I probably won't be in the top 800 this time, but I definitely can next time. So, next time I want to be in the top 800, you have to promise me one thing!"

Lin Yuehua held the "Novel Drawing" in her hand: "What's the matter?"

"I won't tell you for now. Anyway, it won't be a crime!"

"If you don't tell me, I won't agree."

The bottom line of not breaking the law is too low. What if you ask me to do square dance in front of the whole class? What if you ask me to be your girlfriend?
Li Zhuangsheng shamelessly threatened: "If you don't agree, I will not study anymore!"

Lin Yuehua rolled her eyes at him unhappily: "Are you studying for me?"

Li Zhuangsheng said confidently: "That's right, if it weren't for your face, I wouldn't learn it!"

Lin Yuehua was helpless with Li Zhuangsheng's roguery and found it funny in her heart: "Okay, okay, I promise you, but you have to be in the top 700, and you are not allowed to cheat anymore!"

"Are the first 700 too difficult? I am a moron!"

"Can a moron be a writer? If you can't do it, forget it. I'm giving you a chance."

"OK, the first 700 is the first 700. You have to do whatever I say then!"

"Oh."

Lin Yuehua thought to herself, anyway, I just said "Oh" and didn't agree. If you really make me dance square dance or something and embarrass me, then I will regret it!

"When will the new work be published?" Lin Yuehua asked.

"I don't know. It has to pass the editor's review first. Maybe the editor won't approve the manuscript." Li Zhuangsheng said casually.

He had no intention of contributing to the magazine for a long time. In fact, writing short stories occasionally was not profitable unless they could be serialized. However, it was difficult to serialize in a strong paper media like Xiaoshuohui, and the income was also full of uncertainty.

On the contrary, although his novel on Qidian has not yet been put on the shelves, the current trend is good and he can roughly estimate the future results.

Traditional print media is now in its last glory, and will decline rapidly with the rollout of 4G mobile...In 45, instead of joining the Nationalist army, he might as well take this opportunity to join the Communist Party. Not to mention being a minister in the palace, at least he can get the merit of following the dragon. In two years, when Qidian opens up the two-dimensional category, he may be able to become a "great god" in the two-dimensional category by relying on his low qualifications.

Submitting articles to "Xiaoshuohui" was just a way to use its fame to cover up my writing of online articles every day at noon.

It only takes a few months for "Xiaoshuohui" to pass one article, and the rest of the time they just say that the submission was not accepted. Who can blame a high school student?

"Come on, I believe in you." Lin Yuehua said firmly.

“Hey, it’s actually very difficult.” said Li Zhuangsheng.

“You’re my favorite author.”

"Go, go, stop making trouble."

As Li Zhuangsheng said this, he suddenly thought of Village Chief Chu, who always said corny things to him: "Where is our Wenquxing?", "You are simply the reincarnation of Lu Xun", "After reading your novels, I won't taste meat for three days"...

"hiss--"

As Li Zhuangsheng thought about it, he felt goosebumps forming on his skin. He knew that Village Chief Chu was deliberately trying to annoy him.

I wonder if she is watching "Chu Fairy" now.

Li Zhuangsheng deliberately added a book group number after each chapter, and he would go on the computer every now and then to confirm whether there was any new person who was suspected to be Village Chief Chu, although no one has been found yet.

Lin Yuehua held the "Novel Illustration" against her chest, pursed her lips, and her eyes seemed to show that she had made up her mind.

The two returned to the classroom, and "Chinese Partners" was coming to an end. When the movie was completely over and someone was shouting to change the film, Lin Yuehua suddenly walked up to the podium. She first turned on the light, and then slammed the podium. Suddenly, the whole class looked at her.

Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing! Li Zhuangsheng was shocked. Although I also want to pretend to be big, I want to wait until school starts and others will find out. Don’t say it so bluntly!
Unfortunately, Lin Yuehua naturally didn't care about his mood. She glanced around calmly and raised the magazine in her hand: "Li Zhuangsheng, a classmate in our class, published his work in the latest issue of "Novel Painting". If you are interested, you can take a look."

After a short silence, there was an uproar. At that moment, countless eyes were cast towards Li Zhuangsheng, some with curiosity, some with surprise, and some with admiration.

A moment later, the latest issue of "Novel Drawing" began to be circulated in the class, and Li Zhuangsheng himself was quickly surrounded by a group of people.

The liberal arts class was mostly made up of girls, and they showed unprecedented interest in Li Zhuangsheng. Unfortunately, Zhu Zhixue was a beat too slow, and several people immediately surrounded Li Zhuangsheng. When she came to her senses, she could no longer squeeze in, and she rolled her eyes in anger.

The English teacher, Mr. Sun, was in charge of the evening study class at that time. She noticed that the class suddenly became noisy but didn't care. She curiously asked Lin Yuehua about the details.

Lin Yuehua briefly explained to Teacher Sun, and at a glance, she saw Li Zhuangsheng sitting in his seat, panicking and struggling to respond to the noisy conversations around him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

You are so humble and look down on yourself, now the whole class knows that you are a writer!

……

"Li Zhuangsheng, goodbye!"

"Yeah, bye, bye."

"We will buy a copy of 'Novel Drawing' to support you later!"

"Ah, no, no, it won't affect the manuscript fee..."

"School is starting, please talk to us."

"Okay, okay..."

In the carport, several girls in the class waved and said goodbye to Li Zhuangsheng with smiles on their faces. Li Zhuangsheng had no choice but to force a smile as well.

"what happened to you?"

This scene stunned Li Xiuyu, who was waiting for him to finish school. How did Li Zhuangsheng become so popular?

"Nothing..." Li Zhuangsheng sighed and shook his head, took out his keys and pushed the cart.

This level of peach blossoms is nothing new to him. Thanks to Li Xiuyu, there are many girls who have tried to please him against their conscience over the years. Therefore, he is currently dealing with the fatigue of dealing with so many people.

After Lin Yuehua promoted his work, it caused quite a stir in the class, and people who were not interested in novels also joined in the fun. And this gossipy mood was completely ignited after the first batch of people who read "White Peach Burning" gave it extremely high praise.

Several girls looked at him differently after reading the novel. Li Zhuangsheng never thought that he would receive so much attention in his life. Only students would be so innocent.

It is understandable that it received high praise from girls, as Li Zhuangsheng used a very clever subject. Moreover, tragic stories always seem to have "deep meaning" and "connotation", which can impact people's senses more than comedies.

However, although it was fun to write and read, when I thought about Li Xiuyu soon finding out that I made her cry and shout "I will always listen to my brother in the future" in the book, and that she would cry with regret while holding my body... I felt a chill on my neck.

Would she secretly kill me with a knife at night? Li Zhuangsheng began to get scared.

"Nothing, she said she wanted to buy "Novel Painting" to support you?"

The electric bike was pushed out of the carport. Li Xiuyu frowned and sat on the back seat. As usual, he hugged Li Zhuangsheng's waist from behind and put his hands in his shirt pockets.

"Oh, I told them that "Novel Painting" is good, and they said they would buy it and read it later."

Li Zhuangsheng talked nonsense and turned the accelerator. He thought to himself that he must lock the door tonight and go to Hu Mengdie's house early tomorrow morning!

(End of this chapter)