Chapter 115 Emerges

"The condition of a monthly income of 100,000 yuan alone is enough. ”

Qi Zhengzheng said: "Our school is not as short as those first-line universities, especially our foreign Chinese colleges, not to mention 100,000, with a monthly salary of 50,000, since the first graduates in 06, there are few of them." What's more, you're only a sophomore now, keep writing, according to what they said, your God's personality is stable, and you will be on the list of rich writers in the future. ”

Although many people have made a lot of achievements in recent years, it is the overall educational performance of the school, and when it comes to the individual performance of students, this is relatively lacking strong evidence.

Zhao Qian is different, at least the identity of a well-known Internet writer can't run away now, and Internet writers are also cultural people, they can make money and be decent, it is much better than those rich second generations who take their parents' money to start a business and stick a light on their faces.

That's what Qi Zheng thought in his heart.

Zhao Qian was embarrassed: "Khan, Brother Zheng, you are getting farther and farther." ”

No matter what Qi Zheng said, he didn't agree. Let him pretend to be forced on the Internet as much as he wants, but as soon as he comes to reality, he is like a stuffy gourd and can't let go.

It's purely a matter of personal habit, if it's a few forced kings next door, it is estimated that the whole earth can be high.

Who let him not have this ability, so he had to rely on slow accumulation.

Look at the time, it's almost over, there is really no way, Zhao Qian had to find a way to change the topic, so he said: "Do you want to go down for a meal together, I'll please." ”

Qi Zheng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Of course it's good, then don't blame me for rubbing rice." You're a big tyrant now, and my monthly salary and benefits are less than one-tenth of yours. ”

Zhao Qian shook his head and smiled, called Xu Shaocong and Wang Juncheng, and the group of four walked downstairs to the dining hall.

The meals in the school canteen are always the most affordable and clean, a double-row meal or a shredded chicken + brine duck, and a soup with it, which is simply delicious.

During this period, everyone tacitly did not mention the novel again, but instead talked about some interesting things about the school or college. After eating, Qi Zheng received a phone call and rushed back to the college office for something, leaving the three of them to walk back to the dormitory slowly. There is no class in the afternoon, so you don't need to be in a hurry, and you will go back to the dormitory to make a cup of tea and nibble on some biscuits, and the days are simply not too comfortable.

"Brother Qian......"

"Well, what?" Zhao Qian turned his head and looked at the fat man Xu who wanted to speak again and again.

Xu Shaocong hesitated and said, "Brother Qian, the people in the Literature Club don't know how to get the news, they asked me to ask you, do you want to join their Literature Club?"

I'm afraid it's the news.

Zhao Qian sighed in his heart, there are really many people who have a heart, he is usually low-key enough, but he didn't expect so many people to notice him. Is this what gold is called that it shines everywhere?

I don't know who leaked this news, but now it is certain that there are many people who know the identity of their online authors, and if a big mouth yells, it is estimated that most of the schools will know about it.

Zhao Qian pondered and asked, "What does the Literary Club do?"

As he spoke, his feet did not stop, and the eyes of the two behind him were focused on him.

Xu Shaocong replied: "I usually organize some essay competitions and the like, and the number of people is not large, but it belongs to a relatively academic club. ”

After thinking about it, Zhao Qian shook his head: "Help me reject them, let's just say that I am about to be a junior, and I am not prepared or like to join any club activities." ”

Club activities or something, Zhao Qian really doesn't like it, and these people invite him to join the club with a utilitarian heart, Zhao Qian is even more disliked.

Usually, just learning code words has used up his spare time, where is there time to play house games with those little kids. The so-called club is a joke, it is true that there will be some like-minded people in it, but there are more people who mess around, and Zhao Qian is not interested in spending his time on this kind of thing.

"Okay. Xu Shaocong shrugged, anyway, he just handed over a word, even if Zhao Qian refused, he would not have anything to lose. just smiled slightly bitterly at Wang Juncheng next to him, in exchange for a big white eye.

Just when Zhao Qian decided to refuse the invitation of the Literary Society, in the office of the Literary Society, several main persons in charge were discussing the affairs of the Society.

A boy asked, "Brother Fan, haven't we already recruited enough newcomers, why do we take the initiative to invite a sophomore to join in?"

Ye Fan, the head of this year's literary society, gives people the feeling that he is the kind of humble gentleman who is as gentle as jade, whether it is personality or appearance, he is very pleasing to girls, and boys also admire him.

"You don't understand. ”

Ye Fan shook his head and raised his black-framed glasses: "This Zhao Qian is not an ordinary student, his value is even higher than you think." ”

Another boy was surprised: "What do you mean? What is his identity? Rich second generation or official second generation?"

Ye Fan's fingers lightly cocked the tabletop, and his expression was calm: "Neither." I've only heard that he's quite famous on the Internet, but I'm not completely sure. But one thing is certain, if we can pull him, then our literary club will not be short of funds in the future. ”

"Such an exaggeration?" the boys were shocked, which was really unexpected.

Ye Fan chuckled: "So you know why I want to invite him to join our literary club despite public opinion, right?"

"Brother Fan has always been measured in doing things. ”

"In that case, then I naturally have no opinion. ”

However, Ye Fan looked at the blue sky outside the window and sighed lightly: "It's just that I'm afraid that things are not so easy." ”

Sure enough, they received a message from Xu Shaocong saying that Zhao Qian had rejected their invitation.

Ye Fan smiled bitterly: "That's it, if you don't want it, you won't want it, the twisted melon is not sweet." ”

Although he felt regretful in his heart, but everyone clearly refused, naturally he would not continue to entangle, he couldn't do this kind of falling thing.

Anyway, Zhao Qian is now a standout in the school. Before, he could only be regarded as an inconspicuous passerby, but after this incident, everyone who was interested guessed Zhao Qian's other identity, and blamed it on the fact that the online media is too developed now.

So it's not surprising that it has attracted the attention of some people. There is no shortage of people in this world who are bored or have a lot of time.

On the other hand, Zhao Qian found time to send the printed and completed application form for the writers' association, and finally received the receipt a few days later.

However, to Zhao Qian's surprise, there were not just one membership cards for the association, but two!