Chapter 42 Yes... but not much
The article "Rose" he wrote not only brought him to the podium, but also earned him admiration from teachers and students throughout the school. Now, he has even become a contracted writer!
Yan Xiaoxi was angry, annoyed and helpless, and she felt that she had suffered a great loss. If she had known that the result would be like this, she should have asked for a higher price from him. It was useless to regret it now. After all, she had become his partner, and it would be somewhat inhumane to ask for compensation for mental damages.

"Ouch."

"It's really amazing that he has become a great writer." Yan Xiaoxi said sarcastically.

Chen Xiaoxin turned around and glanced at the super academic master. Seeing her angry look, he could understand why she was like that. He said seriously, "Actually, this is all thanks to you. If you hadn't written for me, I wouldn't have made it this far."

"Humph!"

"So you still know."

Yan Xiaoxi felt a little better and said unhappily, "What are you going to do next? Now that you've become a contracted writer, the other party will definitely come to you to ask for manuscripts. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if you can't produce them?"

"Aren't you here?" Chen Xiaoxin said innocently, "I am just a great writer in name only. You are the real great writer."

Yan Xiaoxi rolled her eyes and said leisurely, "Since you don't have the goods in your stomach, why do you still accept it? You are obviously not cut out for it, but you still insist on trying to get it."

Chen Xiaoxin shrugged and explained softly, "It's normal for non-professionals to do professional things. It's a social characteristic. You can't admit it even if you don't want to, because it's the fact. Think about it carefully and think about it carefully."

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"You just have too many crooked ideas."

Yan Xiaoxi did not refute him, and replied calmly: "I will not write for you. The first time I didn't know that you took advantage of me. Now I write for you knowing that it is no different from committing a crime. You can figure it out yourself."

"Fine."

Chen Xiaoxin was not in a hurry, because the modern literature skill only had 15,000 lazy points, and if he worked hard, it would be enough before tomorrow afternoon. Then he said, "It's not difficult. Just look at your "Rose". I'm not bragging, but as long as you have the skills, it's fine. If it were me, it would be a Mao Dun Literature Award winner at best."

Ouch.
What about the Mao Dun Literature Prize works?

Yan Xiaoxi curled her lips, her brows full of disdain, and said: "I admit that I am not as good as you in classical Chinese, but I am very dissatisfied when you say that my article "Rose" is not good. Since you are so good, you can write a similar article if you have the ability."

"A true master won't act easily." Chen Xiaoxin replied with a smile.

"Pooh!"

Yan Xiaoxi rolled her eyes at him and said unhappily, "Be careful not to get hurt by pretending to be so arrogant. Then come to me for help."

"Not really."

Chen Xiaoxin smiled, and suddenly thought of something, and said carefully: "Since you successfully solved your own problem before the end of the fourth class in the afternoon last time, how about we make a new bet?"

Yan Xiaoxi raised her eyebrows, her face full of contempt, and asked casually: "What are you betting on? How do you want to bet?"

"You pick a topic at random, and then I will write an article myself. Then the Chinese teacher will judge whether your "Rose" is better or the one I wrote is better." Chen Xiaoxin said seriously: "As for what to bet on, I want you..."

Before Chen Xiaoxin could finish her words, Yan Xiaoxi suddenly blushed and said with eyes wide open: "Get lost! I don't want to be your girlfriend."

"what?"

"No. What girlfriend?"

Chen Xiaoxin was completely confused. He looked at the blushing student with confusion and asked in a low voice, "Are you hinting at something to me?"

"I"

"Who hinted to you?"

Yan Xiaoxi bit her lip tightly and asked angrily, "Tell me what you want to bet on."

"It's very simple."

"Just promise to do one thing. Of course, first of all, it excludes illegal things, things that undermine moral bottom line and things that cross personal bottom line." Chen Xiaoxin said seriously: "And the term is permanent!"

Apart from breaking the law, undermining moral bottom line, and crossing personal bottom line, there seems to be nothing that can be done.

Yan Xiaoxi was silent for a long time, nodded silently, and said softly: "Okay, then it's settled. When do you plan to write it?"

"Wait."

"Let me check the almanac." Chen Xiaoxin secretly took out his phone, searched the almanac online, and quickly replied, "Tomorrow is an auspicious day, so let's set it for tomorrow. I'll give it to you before school is over tomorrow."

"it is good!"

"I'll give you the questions tomorrow as well." Yan Xiaoxi curled her lips and said calmly, "So that you don't cheat."

finished,

Yan Xiaoxi ignored him and flipped through the book in her hand, but she was secretly thinking about the bet in her heart.

If I win, what should I ask him to do?
seem
It seems like I haven't gone out to play for a long time.

"mom"

"Ah? Another meeting?"

Yan Xiaoxi was standing at the school gate when she suddenly received a call from her mother. Her face was full of helplessness and despair. "Oh, then you go ahead and do your work."

"By the way, where's Dad? Is he free?"

"You're not free either?"

"Okay, okay. I'll take a taxi."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Xiaoxi sighed helplessly and prepared to call a Didi.

drip-

drip-

The Didi driver didn't come, but the sound of Didi rang in my ears.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Chen Xiaoxin's electric scooter stopped behind her. Looking at the gloomy-faced super student, he asked curiously, "Is there no one to pick you up?"

"Um"

Yan Xiaoxi pursed her lips and replied calmly: "I'm going to call a Didi."

“Didi?”

"Didn't you watch the news? A female college student was murdered recently." Chen Xiaoxin patted his back seat and said seriously, "I'll take you home and let you experience speed and passion again."

"roll!"

Yan Xiaoxi glared at him and said angrily, "Last time I rode your broken electric donkey, it made my butt hurt for a long time."

"hey hey"

"Don't slander me. Let's talk about the facts. Your butt hurts. It has nothing to do with my electric bike." Chen Xiaoxin said seriously: "You don't have any meat on your butt, who can you blame?"

Yan Xiaoxi clenched her fists and punched Chen Xiaoxin's arm in frustration, saying angrily, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll beat you to death!"

As soon as the words fell,
While Chen Xiaoxin was in pain, Yan Xiaoxi sat behind him and gently supported his waist with both hands.

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"Why are you sitting here even though it hurts?"

Chen Xiaoxin said unhappily.

"You're so annoying"

Yan Xiaoxi curled her lips and urged angrily: "Hurry up and set off, are you still going to play the dungeon?"

"Sit tight!"

"The old driver is going to race!"

"what--"

"Slow down! Slow down!"

"It's almost time—"

Yan Xiaoxi was safely sent to the gate of the community, and then she was seen covering her buttocks and staring at Chen Xiaoxin with eyes wide open, her eyes full of murderous intent.

"I'll prepare a mat for you next time." Chen Xiaoxin said earnestly.

"is that useful?"

"People like you who don't slow down when going over speed bumps will get hurt even if you use five cushions," Yan Xiaoxi said angrily.

"No you misunderstood."

Chen Xiaoxin replied seriously: "I asked you to put it on my chest, and your ribs hurt me."

What does it mean?
Yan Xiaoxi looked at him in confusion.

Suddenly she realized something. It turned out that Chen Xiaoxin had already slipped away.

"Chen Xiaoxin!"

"You and I cannot coexist!!!"

Furious, Yan Xiaoxi stomped his feet hard a few times, then raised his hand and gently touched his chest.
Obviously there is!
Just not big
"Humph!"

"man."

(End of this chapter)