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Chapter 12 The first book to practice writing

The evening self-study ends at 9:30, and the dormitory lights-out time is 10:30.

The laptop system had been installed by the seller a long time ago, so Yang Yang spent an hour writing the beginning of a chapter of the novel in a word document.

The beginning had been brewing in Yang Yang's mind for three days. When I wrote it, I felt an indescribable sense of joy. This is the charm of writing novels.

After putting the notebook in the drawer, locking it, and climbing into bed again, Yang Yang felt that he could have a good sleep today.

"What? I got a laptop just to write a diary. I'm convinced." Zhu Le was lying on the lower bunk next to Yang Yang, still brooding over Yang Yang's refusal to let him play games.

But Xu Feng, who was on the upper bunk, was more attentive than Zhu Le. Judging from the frequency of Yang Yang's typing, Yang Yang had written at least 2,000 words in the past hour.

"Yang Yang, are you writing a novel?" Xu Feng asked curiously.

"Yeah." Yang Yang didn't intend to hide it. He was in a dormitory, and he would be discovered by them sooner or later.

As soon as Yang Yang admitted, the other three people in the dormitory were shocked, including Jiang Yu, who also put his head down and asked: "Yang Yang, do you want to be a writer?"

"It's not as noble as you said. I just want to earn some pocket money." Yang Yang said in a low-key tone.

"That's amazing. If you can make money by writing novels, you are considered a great person in my opinion." Xu Feng praised sincerely.

"Hmm, since I'm a great god, how about you reward me with an alliance leader when my book is released." Yang Yang responded casually.

Although I knew Xu Feng meant well, his words were really hard to accept.

"Old Feng, what you said is off the hook. There is a saying in the game circle called poisonous milk. The higher you hold it, the worse you will fall." Zhu Le saw that Xu Feng was a little embarrassed, so he explained.

"The first book should be a practice for writing." Zhu Le sent his blessing.

"The first book should be used as writing practice." Xu Feng quickly remedied it.

"The first book should be used as writing practice." Jiang Yu followed, but he was serious.

These three roommates are always so cute.

Yang Yang smiled and accepted their blessings: "Thank you, I hope you can keep it secret for me."

"no problem."

The atmosphere in the dormitory has returned to its usual relaxed state.

After ending Yang Yang's topic, Xu Feng and Zhu Le chatted about which girl was good-looking and about girls from their previous school.

Jiang Yu remained silent. Only when Zhu Le and Xu Feng called him, he responded, indicating that he was not sleeping.

Yang Yang felt that the conversation between the two of them was becoming more obscene and even a little indescribable, so he refused to join the group chat.

Time passed little by little with the moonlight between the dormitory buildings.

In the middle of the night, Yang Yang suddenly received a system prompt.

—Ding dong, the heroine’s favorability towards the host is 4—

Well, it seems that the old lady's favorability has been lost again, and more so than last time.

Yang Yang received the system prompt and stopped sleeping. He picked up his phone and sent Xu Yan a text message.

Yang Yang: Why don't you sleep?

Xu Yan, who had just laid down on the bed in the dormitory, opened her eyes wide when she saw Yang Yang's text message, showed an incredible expression, and picked up her phone to reply to the text message.

Xu Yan: How did you know?

Then, still worried, Xu Yan sent another message.

Xu Yan: Have you installed surveillance software in your laptop? I will tape up the camera tomorrow.

Thinking about it, Xu Yan was still worried, so she immediately got up from the bed, took out a band-aid from the drawer, and put it on the laptop's camera.

After doing all this, Xu Yan returned to bed, and Yang Yang had already sent a text message.

Yang Yang: Did you put up a camera? It’s useless. This is the telepathy between our couple. What were you doing when you weren’t sleeping?

When Xu Yan saw the first sentence of Yang Yang's text message, she felt goosebumps all over her body. She thought that Yang Yang might have some special ability. After seeing it later, she felt helpless and heart-warming.

It’s really frustrating to have a husband who can predict his own behavior.

Xu Yan regarded Yang Yang’s knowledge that she was not sleeping and posted a camera as knowing that they had been together day and night for seven years.

Xu Yan: Then guess the reason why I didn’t sleep.

Yang Yang thought for a while and realized that his wife was not someone who liked reading. Books were more like her sleeping pills. If she turned her eyes twice before going to bed, she would be fascinated and fall asleep.

In the past, when Yang Yang came home from overtime every day, the first thing he did was to check if his wife had slept, then put her books on the table, then helped her lie down and covered her with a quilt.

Yang Yang gave her a laptop today, and she doesn't know how to play games, so the answer is obvious.

Yang Yang: Don’t write novels so late in the future, it’s very sad...

Yang Yang wanted to say it was very harmful to the body, but after thinking about it, he changed it to ‘very harmful to the battery’.

When Xu Yan read the text message, her face bulged with anger, but she quickly suppressed it.

Xu Yan: I not only wrote the novel, but also uploaded it. You can see it tomorrow.

Yang Yang: The first book is for practicing writing.

Xu Yan: Yeah.

—Ding dong, the heroine’s favorability towards the host is -1—

My wife is still not convinced.

Yang Yang couldn't help feeling funny and sent another text message.

Yang Yang: What is the title of the book and which website is it on?

Xu Yan: "My Literary Boyfriend", on Qidian.com.

Yang Yang: When your book is online, I will give you a leader.

Xu Yan: No, I want real results.

—Ding dong, the heroine’s favorability towards the host is 1—

My wife is as dishonest as ever.

Xu Yan didn't send any text messages later, and Yang Yang also lay on the bed and closed his eyes.



Two days later, the closing ceremony of the military training officially began.

Under the scorching sun, Yang Yang and Jiang Yu arrived on the rostrum, while the other four students from the headquarters stood under the rostrum.

Theoretically speaking, more than half of the freshmen are from the main department, and at least one person from the main department is standing on the rostrum.

However, Yang Yang and Jiang Yu's performance was too eye-catching and their image was very good. Having them stand in the audience was a bit suspected of suppressing the branch school.

So several instructors negotiated with the principals of the two schools, and the one with the best results came first, regardless of whether it was the branch branch or the main school.

This reflects the magnanimity of the principal of Yunzhong. Even though he knows that his student image is not as good as that of the branch school, he still chooses to respect the results of the students' own efforts.

Yang Yang knew that he was working hard to complete task 2, but what was Jiang Yu doing? Yang Yang was very curious about his silly roommate.

And only Jiang Yu himself knows the answer.

After seeing Cao Aai in a white dress that day, Jiang Yu couldn't forget her figure. Jiang Yu stood guard this time just so that Cao Aai could notice him.

In fact, Cao Aai noticed Jiang Yu, but the reason was...

"Why, Sister Miao, you and the head of the department are discussing the matter. The people in our headquarters are no worse than that stupid guy. Why did you let him come on stage?" Cao Aai said angrily, pulling Miaoshui.

Miaoshui pointed at Yang Yang funnyly, "Then why don't you talk about Yang Yang? He is also from the branch school."

"It's different. Yang Yang is sister Yanyan's family member and belongs to half of the headquarters." Cao Aai took it as a matter of course.

Koni continued what Cao Aai said and said: "You know, but the instructors don't know, so your theory is not valid."

"Um... Anyway, I just hate that tall guy." Cao Aai couldn't tell Koni, so she simply concluded that she hated Jiang Yu.
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