Flipping down further, it seems to be a novel, and although it is immoral to flip through other people's books at will, curiosity drives Dai Monogatari to continue reading.

I never stopped, because it was the first time I saw a novel written by someone my age better than me.

Dai Monogatari is an online writer who has a lot of popularity, and at the same time has received funds that will excite the average high school student.

"Why is it so well written?"

Dai Monogatari bit his thumb with his mouth and said unwillingly.

That's it, Dai Monogatari finished reading the whole book.

The next day.

"I, my book?!"

Ling Xiyin held his head, grabbed his hair, and his eyes were a little hollow, like a person who had forgotten to save the manuscript after a day of writing.

Qi Yingui next to him asked.

"You got rid of your diary?"

"It's worse than that. ”

"Hmm~ Is it an English word book? ”

"It's not funny at all. ”

"Isn't it funny? I thought it was a good cut. ”

"Ah~What should I do~"

Dai Monogatari seized the right time, passed by Ling Yiyin casually, his hand naturally drooped, and stuffed a note to Ling Yiyin inconspicuously.

Ling Xiyin felt something touch his hand, turned around and glanced at the visitor, and just wanted to ask what was wrong, but the other party had already left quickly.

Puzzled, Ling opened the note and read it under his desk.

"Stay after school tonight, I have something to tell you. ”

Ling Yiyin hurriedly crumpled the note into a ball and hid it, and looked around in a hurry and a little hot, as if someone had just peeked at the contents of the note.

On this day, Ling Yiyin couldn't go to class properly, thinking to himself.

[What is this? Do you want to confess? No, how can you refuse? No, why refusal. However, I didn't notice the girl much before, and it seems to be pretty good in my impression, although there are a lot of words, it seems to be quite literary, etc., why is it based on the premise of confession?

[So what is it? What is it? Don't wait until the evening, just say it now, I'm going to die.] ]

[……]

In infinite thinking, the night's school day has finally arrived.

Lingyi didn't know what to do, and was restless in his seat.

Dai Monogatari was very calm, and after explaining a little to her friend, she did her homework in her seat.

Time passed little by little, and finally there were not many people in the classroom.

Dai Monogatari took out the notebook he had picked up, slowly walked to Ling Xiyin's side, and said.

"This book is yours, right?,I picked it up by chance today.,Return it to you.。 ”

Hearing this, Ling Xiyin changed from restless to rioty, and his face was a little blood-red.

"You, you didn't see it, did you?"

Ling Xiyin took the book and said fearfully.

"How can I say it? ”

Dai Monogatari said slowly, cutting her hair.

"If you want to say that you haven't read it, you have indeed read it, but it's not the kind of peeking that ordinary people have, I just read it because I think it's funny, because, because I'm also half a writer, I can understand what you wrote. ”

Ling Yiyin still read the general meaning from this long list of unclear words.

"That's right. ”

"Hmm. ”

The atmosphere fell into deep thought for a moment.

"So, what do you think?"

Ling Yiyin broke the silence with a weak mouth.

"I hate to admit it, but it's better than me. ”

"Oh, oh. ”

"Don't look at me like this, I'm a writer who can make a living by writing. ”

"Eh, are you already making money writing?"

"Sort of, haven't you tried to publish it yet?"

"I don't know how to write it, so I'm still hesitating. ”

"That's right. ”

"Hmm. ”

The atmosphere fell silent again.

"Interested in seeing what I wrote?"

Dai Monogatari played with her hair with her slender fingers and said very uneasily.

"Is that okay?"

Ling Xiyin asked rhetorically.

"Well, but mine is all on the Internet, you are a day student. ”

"Yes. ”

"Then I'll send it to you in the evening. ”

"Good. ”

[Since the writing is better than mine, I must be able to make good suggestions, so that I can also improve my own level, but it is better not to tell him the truth.] ]

Dai Monogatari thought so.

"Do you want to go together? ”

"Let's go. ”

Ling Xiyin finally saw the appearance of Dai Monogatari clearly, and it was quite acceptable.

[Isn't it the fact that you should be more happy than your appearance?]

"When did you start writing?"

"In junior high school, I wrote casually at the time, and I don't know why I wrote it now. ”

"What about you?"

"I was hooked on writing because I was praised by my teacher in front of the class when I was in elementary school. ”

"Then you seem to have persevered for a long time, have you ever thought about giving up?"

"There were times when I was very tired, but I only rested for a few days and recovered, so I couldn't live up to the expectations of the readers. ”

"It's nice that sometimes I stop for months. ”

"After all, if you want to make writing a profession, you need to stick to it. ”

"I don't have to write as a profession, but as a hobby. ”

"Don't you think you'll be happy doing what you love?"

"What you like becomes disgusting when you turn into work. ”

"That makes sense. ”

[If there's a reason why you have to write about it, it's okay to hate it.] ]

Ling Yiyin thought so in his heart.

"When I got to the school gate, my mother was going to pick me up, so I'll go first, bye. ”

"Goodbye. ”

"By the way, you added a class group. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Then I'll add you to the group. ”

"No problem. ”

When the warm and cold are communicating, I don't know what the mood of the night breeze is.

[Actually, I haven't written it for a long time, but in that case, I'll try again.] ]

Lingyi thought faintly.

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"Ah~ I'm so tired, brother, is the meal ready?"

"It's done, isn't it the average sister who cooks?"

"How can there be a reason for a sister to take care of her brother. ”

"I'll help you move things into your bedroom. ”

"Just move to your room, I'm going to use it tonight." ”

"Oh, then you can eat first. ”

"Go and come back, I'll wait for you. ”

"So many things, it's hard for you. ”

"I can't help it, I've been saving up for a week. ”

"So why don't you switch to day school?"

"Hmph, don't you have to meet every day when you switch to day school?"

"It turned out that he didn't want to see me, and he felt like I was a failure as a brother. ”

"There is a saying that distance produces beauty. ”

"Okay, go, go, if you don't go, the food will be cold. ”

"Yes, yes, Miss. ”

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"Well, it's not bad, it doesn't seem to be perfunctory. ”

"It's as if I've done something perfunctory. ”

"Come, eat this, you see you're so weak, you can't help it, and you don't want to eat more meat. ”

"Thank you. ”

"It's not enough to worry about it, hahaha. ”

Qin Yuqing sat next to Qin Fuqing, holding dishes for the other party from time to time.