It is an interesting phenomenon that the articles that purely describe falling in love appear in male novels.

Although Wang Zinc does not like reading online literature, he has been exposed to some online literature works before.

Especially the occasional edge balls appear in some public accounts, the King of Soldiers and Son-in-law can be seen everywhere on the browser, and the shadows of online articles can be seen.

Wang Zin, who is used to reading traditional novels and various classics, is more repulsive to such crude and direct content, so he doesn't read much.

Therefore, his impression of online literature is not very good.

When I saw the books on Xun Liang's book list before, Wang Zin felt that they were unsightly just by listening to the names. It was completely incomparable to the essence of the books on his bookshelf.

However, he is not a person who judges others' preferences without authorization. Xun Liang likes reading such books, so it has nothing to do with him.

It’s like others like to play games. Although they don’t like to play, they don’t mean that games are spiritual opium, so they can stand in the moral high ground to gain a sense of superiority.

But he really never expected that one day he would like to read online articles.

It is also a romantic novel written by a male author.

And this male author is also a college roommate who lives with him every day.

During this period, Wang Zinc has always taken time to watch "My Girlfriend is a Million-Following Up Lord" on the road, and the corners of his mouth will always be inexplicably raised without realizing it.

Especially when Wang Zinc saw the male protagonist's birthday and licked the cream on the male protagonist's face, he felt a heat on his face.

But the evil out of context still forced him to turn to the next chapter, wanting to see if the heroine licked the place she should lick.

Taking advantage of the gap when pressing the button to subscribe to the next chapter, Wang Zinc would subconsciously glance at him and confirm that no one was watching. Then he continued to watch.

After reading the shy content, Wang Zinc felt that it was a little difficult to walk. He took a few deep breaths to let the blood flow back, and he barely made no mistakes.

After calming down, Wang Zin thought about it. When he thought that these contents were all written by his roommate typing on the keyboard, he couldn't help but feel some strange emotions in his heart.

After reading this novel, it is really difficult for people to associate the contents with Jiang Miao, the roommate.

But after reading some of the [writer's words] at the end of the chapter, there are indeed traces to follow and they can correspond to Jiang Miao.

So when Wang Zinc saw Jiang Miao recently, he always felt a little dazed and felt a little unreal.

After all, the book "My Girlfriend is a Million-Following Up Master" has a bit tacky name, but the results are really there.

Besides, this is the work of Wang Zinc's roommate, so Wang Zinc went to learn about it in his spare time.

Then he discovered that even if the achievements of this novel were viewed on the entire website, they were still in the ranks of high-quality products.

As the largest online payment website in China, there are only more than 4,000 such high-quality products on Qidian Chinese.

In the nearly 20 years of online literature experience, there are only two or three hundred books a year on average.

Normally, high-quality authors update 4,000 words a day to ensure that the plot does not collapse and is boring, and it is easy to earn more than 10,000 yuan a month.

And such a guy who earns over 10,000 yuan a month now lives in the same dormitory as him every day.

If that guy Xun Liang knew about it, he would probably have been shouting and urging Jiang Miao to update every day.

However, for Wang Zinc, the significance of this book is not only to bring him into the world of online literature, but also another point.

Thinking of this, Wang Zinc stopped at the entrance of the library and looked up.

The December sunshine is no longer as hot as summer, and hanging in the sky is more like a light without temperature.

Wang Zinc took out his phone and opened WeChat, and clicked on the chat interface with Song Huanhuan.

[Wash your hands frequently]: Do you have any examples of the teacher for last week's calculus?

【Sweep frequently】: (picture) (picture) (picture)

This is the chat history from last week.

[Sweep frequently]: Do you know the last question of calculus yesterday?

【Wash your hands frequently】: Yes.

【Wash hands frequently】: (Picture)

【Sweep frequently】: Thank you!

This is the chat history from last week’s weekend.

[Sweep frequently]: How are you preparing for the debate topic?

【Wash your hands frequently】: It's okay.

[Sweep frequently]: Let me reveal your positive views? (Dog head)

[Wash your hands frequently]: I can't help the enemy.

[Sweep frequently]: We are just a model debater in the team, don’t be so serious.

[Wash your hands frequently]: Then you don’t have to listen to the information so seriously, it’s just a model debater in the team.

【Sweep frequently】:...

This is yesterday's chat history.

[Sweep frequently]: It's over, I didn't listen to the calculus yesterday at all... I can't even do the questions today.

【Wash hands frequently】: (Picture)

【Sweep frequently】: Who said you want to copy it?!

[Wash your hands frequently]: Then if you don’t understand, please ask me.

[Sweep frequently]: Why do you ask on WeChat? I can’t even type out many symbols.

[Wash your hands frequently]: I was in the library in the afternoon.

【Sweep frequently】: OK!

This is the chat history this morning.

It was 1:00 pm now, and Wang Zin was standing at the entrance of the library. The first time I felt that coming to the library was a very nervous thing.

Even though Song Huanhuan had already said he would return at two o'clock, Wang Zin still felt sweating in his palms.

After all, he refused that night, and he didn't know what to say when he met.

He read the novel written by Jiang Miao and thought he could learn some love skills.

As a result, Jiang Miao told him that if you want to fall in love, you must first have a childhood sweetheart who has known each other for more than ten years and look handsome enough.

Wang Zinc felt that this was not teaching love, but just simply trying to persuade him to leave.

And it's also very vicious.

After all, the content written in the novel is so beautiful that it is difficult not to have the idea of ​​falling in love.

So much so that after reading this novel, the memories that had been hidden long ago slowly lost, and suddenly burst out and scratched his heart.

Thinking of this, Wang Zinc entered the library and found two empty seats to occupy the seats.

As usual, take out the water cup, book, draft and pen, and Wang Zinc enters the learning state.

An hour later, the water in the water cup was almost done.

As soon as Wang Zinc was about to get up to pour water, the water cup on the table was picked up by a small hand.

When I turned my head and saw that it happened to meet Song Huanhuan's sight.

"Ah...you want to pour water, right? I'm going to pour it too, so I'll help you."

Song Huanhuan put her schoolbag on her seat, then hugged Wang Zinc and her own water cup and trotted towards the water dispenser.

Wang Zinc sat in his seat and looked at the schoolbag beside him.

I felt that some empty part of my heart was suddenly filled.

...

Jiang Miao didn't know that his roommate was secretly reading his novels. He was now being caught by his senior sister in the office and was typing hard.

Halfway through, Jiang Miao answered it, exchanged greetings with her mother, and reported on her recent academic situation.

After hanging up the phone, Su Huaizhou next to him came over curiously and asked carefully: "Did your mother call?"

"Yes." Jiang Miao nodded, touched the keyboard with both hands and prepared to continue typing.

"Have you said it?" Su Huaixiang asked again.

"Ah?" Jiang Miao was stunned and didn't understand.

"We are in love." Su Huaizhou whispered, "Do your parents know?"

Jiang Miao shook his head: "I don't know, they didn't ask."

"Huh..." Su Huaizhou breathed a long sigh of relief, and his originally a little nervous mood suddenly relaxed.

"Does the senior sister want me to say it?"

"No, no!" Su Huaizhou quickly stopped him, "I, I'm not mentally prepared yet!"

Su Huaizhu is still a little worried about his junior’s parents.

I really want my junior's parents to know, but I am afraid that the other party will be dissatisfied with me, so I worry about gains and losses.
To be continued...