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Before ordering, snacks and drinks were served.

Three minutes later, Fan Siting and her roommate Lin Yimo ordered food and walked towards the buffet area together.

"I can't eat spicy anymore," Fan Siting touched her face and shook her head to give up as Lin Yiyan took half a spoonful of chili sauce. "The last acne just went away, and I don't dare to go over before puberty."

"Come on, you're so beautiful, even if it's a pimple on your face, there will be a group of people who like it." Lin Yimo pouted.

Thinking of the pimples on her face, Fan Siting was excited.

Lin Yimo said while selecting the seasoning: "Besides, there are no pimples, can it be called youth?" Come on! ”

"Cut," Fan Siting didn't fall for her.

She was about to retort a few words, when she suddenly saw a boy appear in her sight, and she felt a little familiar......

She must be in her body, isn't this the boy who pulled his skirt?

Did he come here with him?

Fan Siting hurriedly turned her back, and after choosing, she quickly returned to her seat with small steps.

"I've chosen, go back ......" Lin Yimo turned his head, "What about people?" ”

……

When Qiao Yu and Xue Jingyi were dining, the martial arts novel Tai Dou Chensheng held a press conference.

"As everyone said, "A World of Storms" is my last work, and after the first two days were completed, I wanted to continue writing, but suddenly found that there was nothing left to write."

"This journalist friend said that it can be written, yes, it can be written, but to write it again is simply repetition. Martial arts novels are not literature in the traditional sense, it does not have so many changes, love and hatred, bloody rivers and lakes, much simpler than reality......"

Dusty sealed pen.

A few minutes later, the news broke out in major newspapers, and the information on the Internet was transmitted faster.

He has a small pen, but a big deal about the development of martial arts novels.

The headline of the Southern Newspaper - After today, martial arts novels have lost their pillars, will it be like what Li Muzhi, the representative writer of Xianxia novels, said: The chivalrous road will not disappear, but martial arts will have an end, and in the future, Xianxia will carry the banner and push the chivalry of the rivers and lakes to a new height?

The decline of martial arts has long been foreseen, because it is not as exaggerated as Xianxia can be realized, and this is the spiritual harbor that is needed in today's fast-paced society.

There are a lot of fans in the dust, and after learning that he doesn't write, the speeches on the Internet are rolling in.

"Master Dust doesn't write? I was so scared that I hurriedly read his old novels again. ”

"No, I haven't seen enough."

"Hey, I was worried about him halfway through the gameover, but today it seems that I'm too worried."

"Hello everyone, I am wildfire, the author of martial arts novels, and I solemnly declare that I will live to be old, write to be old, and never close my pen. Perennial uninterrupted, character is guaranteed, the title of my novel is ......"

……

After dinner, Qiao Yu and Xue Jingyi walked towards the school together.

Xue Jingyi ate too much and didn't want to go back to drive, so he had to send her back to school.

Jingyi Xue is a third-year student at Kyoto University, majoring in economics and management. Qiao Yu thought to himself that if he didn't repeat it, he would also be in his third year of college, so he sighed in his heart.

Walking in the beautiful campus at night, Xue Jingyi said, "Qiao Yu, thank you." ”

"Thank me for what?"

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been here that day." Xue Jingyi looked at him and said.

"Thank you for this." Qiao Yu waved his hand and smiled: "It's all partners, it's normal, maybe I need you to help me in the future." ”

Xue Jingyi nodded, walked to the side and sat down on the wooden stool.

Qiao Yu said: "Why don't you go back directly?" ”

"You're driving me?" Xue Jingyi gave him a blank look.

"No, no." Qiao Yu was pierced by her eyes, looked at the sky and said, "Today's moon is quite round." ”

Xue Jingyi rolled her eyelids, got up and said, "Let's go." ”

"Huh?" Qiao Yu was stunned, walked quickly to her side and said, "Okay, I'll send you downstairs in the dormitory." ”

"No, it's close here, you can go back quickly."

"Gotcha."

Xue Jingyi: "......"

After returning to the hotel, Qiao Yu called the computer and boarded the backstage of the Golden Starting Point Writers.

"Hello dear author, your work "Smiling Proud Jianghu" has been approved, I wish you a happy writing!"

Looking at the information received, Qiao Yu nodded and began to code the second paragraph.

"Lin Pingzhi saw that this girl had a graceful figure, but her complexion was dark and rough, her face seemed to have a lot of acne, and her appearance was very ugly, thinking that she was the first to do this wine business, and her behavior was very blunt, and she didn't care about it at the moment......"

After writing 5,000 words in two hours, Qiao Yu uploaded them all, clicked on the book and looked at it.

The current results are as follows:

2 favorites (1 of which is his own), 1 click, 11 book reviews (all advertisements).

"The number of words is too small, and no one reads normal." Qiao Yu believed in the value of this book, and he was not irritable.

After turning off the computer, I took a shower and fell asleep.

The next morning, Xue Jingyi called him excitedly, "Mo Zhuosi came to see the concert, I bought a ticket, let's go see it together?" ”

Mojo Thos' concert?

It's a singer he likes, Qiao Yu thought about it and agreed.

Mo Zhuosi is a powerful singer of the new generation, who became famous four years ago, and appeared on the Spring Festival Gala last year, and his singing voice is really good.

Well, people are also very beautiful.

The concert lasted from 2 to 5 p.m., a total of three hours, and during this time, the lip-synching could not last for an hour and a half.

There was nothing to do in the morning, Qiao Yu was bored in the room and coded, Qiao Ling called, and asked him to buy her two kinds of specialties when he went back.

Can he say that the specialty of the capital is - haze?

Why don't you bring her two bags home?

Qiao Yu didn't know much about the water of online writing, so he uploaded it when he wrote it, and he didn't know how to save it.

……

Magic City, Golden Starting Point Office Building.

Newsroom.

Four editors were bored reviewing the new book.

"Follow the trend but no new ideas, failure!"

"There is something new but too much nonsense, failure!"

"There are too many characters to appear, I don't see who is the protagonist, and I fail!"

"It's the same, the three golden chapters are written like a dog, a failure in failure!"

The four of them are one sentence at a time, and they are reviewing the new book while complaining.

Jin Qiqi's novel, 10,000 words into the editorial backstage, their task is to dig out commercial value works from the middle.

There are four of them, two from the urban group and two from the fantasy group, and they review dozens of works a day, and they have to count the results of the works in their hands in order to submit recommendations for next week.

From morning till night, busy as a dog.

Shaking his head and looking at Qingya, the editor of the martial arts editing group sleeping next to him, the four of them had to sigh that they had chosen the direction during the interview.

Qingya spends two hours a day reviewing books, and the remaining six hours are spent writing novels.

Damn, this guy is still double-opened, one urban, one fantasy, and he is deliberately angry with them.