Chapter 9 Can You Write Novels?

Hong Dali and Ji Ran walked on campus, looking at the pure and beautiful beauties around him, feeling the envious and jealous eyes around him, Hong Dali felt as if he was in a dream, and his heart was like a big hammer, slamming into his chest.

Hong Dali knows his own conditions, although he is a little taller and looks a little good, but he is definitely not a handsome guy, and with his current conditions, it is almost impossible to find a beautiful school flower-level beauty like Ji Ran, you must know that tall and handsome boys can be drawn out of a few in any class, and there are not a few wealthy families, but a beautiful beauty like Ji Ran, I am afraid that only Liu Yan can compare with her in the whole school.

Why do such beautiful beauties favor themselves so much?

It's only been two days since school started, and I'm so close to myself, is this the rhythm of making a personal promise?

Hong Dali thought cheekily, a pair of fiery eyes couldn't help but look at Ji Ran beside him, and at this time Ji Ran seemed to be a little absent-minded, as if thinking about things, maybe he was too focused, he didn't see the curb under his feet, his toes were tripped by the curb and his body lost his balance and fell forward.

Seeing that the matter was urgent, Hong Dali couldn't take care of it, so he quickly stretched out his hand, and grabbed Ji Ran's chest with a sea fishing moon, so that Ji Ran escaped by luck, but while Hong Dali grabbed Ji Ran, he felt as if he had something soft in his palm, and couldn't help but feel his heart flutter, and secretly exclaimed: "It's so soft!" ”

Ji Ran felt that his chest was pinched, his body felt a strange itch, his pretty face turned red half, and he quickly used his arm to block Hong Dali's salty pig hand.

Because he knew that Hong Dali didn't mean it, Ji Ran didn't dig deeper, but each other's expressions were a little embarrassed.

When the two came to the fast food restaurant outside the school, Hong Dali's eyes never left his right hand, and even he took a bowl, buckled the bowl on the table, and covered his right hand, the wide palm could actually hold the whole bowl, and it was even more than enough.

Hong Dali was stunned, "It's so big?" ”

Looking at Hong Dali's surprised expression, Ji Ran rolled her eyes angrily, as a boy in her previous life, she naturally knew what Hong Dali's mouth meant, and moreover, Hong Dali still has a problem, that is, he has a big mouth, and he likes to say everything, if he is allowed to tell his hidden secrets, how can he meet people in school?

"Hong Dali, if you dare to tell today's events, we will break off our relationship!" Ji Ran stared at Hong Dali, as if he didn't mean to joke.

Hong Dali was startled, he didn't expect Ji Ran to be able to guess his thoughts, and shook his head in shock and fear at the moment, "Don't worry, beauty, I won't say anything about killing you, but your boobs are really big!" ”

As soon as Hong Dali's words fell, he felt that his toes seemed to be stepped on by something, and he grinned in pain.

"I'll trample you to death if I say anything else!"

"Okay, okay, don't say it, don't say it." Hong Dali begged for mercy again and again, but Ji Ran showed mercy and let him go.

When eating lunch, Hong Dali's mood was difficult to calm down for a long time, and when she looked at Ji Ran on weekdays, she thought she was Princess Taiping, which seemed to be the only regret that she was not as good as Liu Yan, but when she felt that Ji Ran was not peaceful under the Taiping, Hong Dali was surprised to find that Ji Ran was actually a super beauty who was deeply hidden.

It's just that Hong Dali can't think clearly, she has such a perfect figure, why should she deliberately hide it?

After thinking about it, Hong Dali came to his own conclusion, maybe it was because he grew up in the countryside, rural people are very simple and conservative, maybe Ji Ran doesn't like to be so public, right?

Just like yesterday, Hong Dali filled Ji Ran's leftover rice into his stomach as a snack, and when the two left the fast food restaurant, Ji Ran looked at the time, and there was still more than an hour before class.

Take advantage of this time,Just go to the Internet café and post the novel written yesterday on the Internet,But,03The Internet café Internet fee is still very expensive,Basically, it's two to three yuan an hour,And Ji Ran in high school,The pocket money a day is only about one dollar,Not even enough for the minimum Internet fee。

Ji Ran had no choice but to look at Hong Dali for help, although Hong Dali's family is not rich, but the money in his hand is really a lot, because his parents are doing business outside all the year round, so every time he will leave half a year's money to him, therefore, Hong Dali's hand still has a little savings.

"Dali, can you please ask me to go online? Wait until I have the money to pay you back. Ji Ran looked at Hong Dali and asked.

Hong Dali was unhappy when he heard Ji Ran say this, "Damn, no matter how poor I am Hong Dali, I can't even afford to pay for the Internet access of beautiful women, right?" Do you want to pay it back? ”

After finishing speaking, Hong Dali dragged Ji Ran into the Internet café and drove the two adjacent machines.

Looking at Hong Dali's expression of slapping the swollen face and filling the fat man, Ji Ran snickered in his heart, if I asked you to invite me to the Internet every day, I wouldn't cry to death?

Hong Dali turned on the computer, originally thinking that Ji Ran was going to play games or chat, but unexpectedly, Ji Ran took out a small book, which was densely filled with words, and couldn't help but be a little curious.

"Beauty, what are you?"

"Novels, you don't understand." Ji Ran was afraid that Hong Dali would mess up her novel, so she snatched the small book and spread it on the computer desk.

"Novels? No way? Can you also write novels? Hong Dali was even more surprised, and looked at Ji Ran in amazement.

"Hehe, it's nonsense, you play your game." After Ji Ran finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Hong Dali, opened the address bar, and entered the URL of the big point mother, because it was 03 years, the big point mother was still a very old version, but, it was not troublesome to register, Ji Ran was familiar with the operation, and soon registered his own account.

When entering the author's pen name, Ji Ran thought about it and decided to take a pen name with a little atmosphere, for example, a certain family of three young people, a certain silkworm potato, and a certain god machine, all of which are four-character pen names, which are catchy to call, and it is also convenient to remember, and like a certain eggplant, a certain bean, these gods are the names of vegetables, so Ji Ran also decided to take a four-word one, and it also has a pen name of vegetables, thinking about it, Ji Ran finally had a flash of inspiration, "There is, it's called leek shell!" ”

Thus, the pen name of leek shell was born......

After having a pen name, Ji Ran began to open a new book, and the title of the book was "Star Change".

Because Ji Ran had five or six years of experience in online literature creation in his previous life, the speed of codewords is by no means comparable to ordinary people, and the speed of 3,000 per hour is still very easy.

Hong Dali was playing CS, and suddenly heard the sound of crackling raindrops hitting the keyboard beside him, and couldn't help but be a little surprised, and when he turned his head to look, he saw that Ji Ran was staring at the screen with all his attention, and under the screen, the slender white fingers were tapping the keyboard elegantly and smartly, making the computer screen like a printing press, brushing and refreshing the lines of text.

Hong Dali had never seen this kind of scene, and couldn't help but be stunned, and he couldn't even care about being wiped by the other party with a knife in CS, Ji Ran was coding words, Hong Dali was watching on the side, and gradually, Hong Dali was a little fascinated by it.

This novel of star change is really different from the martial arts novels I have read before, and the concept of fantasy and cultivation proposed in it makes Hong Dali feel quite novel, and because it is a novel written by Ji Ran, it adds a little interest to Hong Dali, and I can't help but be more fascinated by it.

An hour of time, as if fleeting, Ji Ran posted the chapter on the Internet after elegantly typing the last character.

Shaking his somewhat sour fingers, Ji Ran put away the small book, and when he looked at Hong Dali again, he was looking at himself dumbfounded, as if he was looking at a monster.

"Let's go, it's time for class." Ji Ran pushed Hong Dali, and Hong Dali finally came back to his senses, and his fiery eyes were full of admiration.

"Beauty, you are so good, you can actually write novels?"

"Shhhh ~Don't tell anyone, it's a secret. Ji Ran pretended to say mysteriously, and Hong Dali added a bit of curiosity to Ji Ran.

"Beauty, I'd love to know, do you have any other secrets?" Hong Dali asked with interest.

"Hehe, I'm actually a man." Ji Ran smiled weirdly, and Hong Dali was instantly petrified.

"No? No way? Are you a man? Hong Dali broke out in a cold sweat.

"Haha, fool, I'm kidding you, let's go, I'm late." Ji Ran pulled the stupid Hong Dali and left the Internet café quickly.