After taking the milk tea and enjoying it, Jiang Miao looked at Su Huaibao who had not left yet and couldn't help asking: "Senior sister, you still have to give milk tea, right? Don't you go?"

"I'm waiting for you." Su Huaixiang squatted on the ground, resting her delicate chin on her knees, and looking at him quietly with a smile.

Jiang Miao: "???"

"Look at such a big sun and such a heavy milk tea." Su Huaizhu pointed to the scorching sun outside the shade of the tree, and pointed to the two large bags of milk tea on the ground, "Do you have the heart to watch the senior sister work so hard?"

Jiang Miao: "...Senior sister, stop making trouble, I still need military training."

"You have already drunk the milk tea that you hired back. Now you are a member of the political work team again, so you don't need military training."

"I think there must be a beginning and an end, at least wait until tomorrow..."

"Honey~~"

"I'll go!" Jiang Miao stood up with a flushed face and looked sad and angry. He walked to the senior sister with one step and carried the two bags of milk tea in his hand. "Senior sister, go, if you don't deliver it to the students, the milk tea will not be frozen."

"Didn't you say there is a beginning and an end?" Su Huaixiang was still squatting on the ground, tilting her head and smiling at him.

"Senior sister, you heard it wrong." Jiang Miao said seriously, "Since you have drunk your milk tea, then go through fire and water without hesitation!"

"Then thank you for your junior." Su Huaixiang got up and patted her butt, "Let's go."

"Wait!" Xun Liang next to him was confused. As soon as he reacted, he quickly stepped forward and said flatteringly, "Senior sister, I can also help deliver milk tea."

Su Huaizhou looked at Xun Liang with a gentle face and said softly: "This junior, it's not okay to be lazy. You should do a good job in military training."

"Then why is Brother Jiang capable?!"

"you guess?"

Su Huaixiang turned around with her sun hat, walked towards the military training formation on the other side, and waved to Jiang Miao: "Senior brother, go, it's time to work."

So Jiang Miao slipped away under Xun Liang's envious and jealous eyes.

"There is a problem! There is definitely a problem!" Xun Liang muttered while standing under the tree.

Wang Zinc opened his eyes and looked at him, looked at the backs of Su Huaizhou and Jiang Miao in front, and raised his hand to lower his glasses, without any surprise.

...

Sending milk tea is a chore, but compared to military training, it is completely a kind of relaxation.

Because the rest time has passed, and the school youth association recruits not only freshmen from the accounting school, so some milk tea has to be sent to the East Playground.

So, Jiang Miao followed his senior sister and spent almost the whole afternoon delivering milk tea.

"Senior sister, is there no one else in the department?" Jiang Miao shook his left hand, who had just delivered a whole bag of milk tea, eased the sourness.

If there is someone else, how can you find out?

Su Huaixiang thought so in her heart, and smiled on her face: "We are going to start school tomorrow, and everyone is very busy."

"That's it." Jiang Miao nodded, suddenly thought of something, and asked again, "Then the senior sister will start class tomorrow?"

"Yes, the most sophomore courses are there." Su Huaizhou looked helpless, "basically, there are only available public holidays on Tuesday and Thursday afternoons."

"That's pretty good." Jiang Miao was immediately happy when he heard this.

If the senior sister wants to attend class, he will not be encountered frequently, right?

"Hmm? What does it mean is pretty good?"

"Uh... I mean it's very fulfilling. It's better to have a more fulfilling college life!"

"Yes, for example, if you write well every day, it will definitely be fulfilling."

Jiang Miao: “…”

"I used to be just your readers, and I can't do anything to you." Su Huaixiang said with a wicked smile, "Now I am your senior sister. If you don't write well, you will know the consequences?"

Jiang Miao felt sweating profusely when she was threatened by her senior sister, and her future college career seemed to be dark.

Is this the feeling that I feel when I am a senior who is a reader?

Too desperate...

Fortunately, it wasn't a blade.

Otherwise, Jiang Miao felt that he might be in personal danger.

“What does it feel like to write novels every day?”

Sitting on the steps on the edge of the east playground, the two chatted while waiting for the rest of the military training.

So Su Huaizhu asked a question curiously.

"It's probably just pain and happiness."

"Writing novels should be a hobby, right? Why does it hurt?" Su Huaixiang said with a chuckle.

"Senior sister, you don't understand." Jiang Miao had no choice but to spread his hands, "Actually, the biggest pleasure of writing novels is when thinking about the outline and plot."

"After you complete your conception, you will know the plot development every day, and the author seems to be a viewer who has been spoiled and has no sense of experience at all."

"Only, there is a flash of inspiration, and when you come, you can still feel the joy of the novel."

"Is it true?" Su Huaizhou looked disbelief, "Why do you still write if you really do this? Wouldn't it be better to just keep writing the outline?"

"This involves another aspect of happiness." When talking about online articles, Jiang Miao's words became more common, "that is feedback from readers."

"When the author writes, it is difficult to get pleasure from the plot alone, but if any readers who read the novel give feedback, the author will also feel very happy."

"Even if a reader reads what kind of feedback it will give, it will be very pleasant to be in line with the reader's void."

"But if a novel cannot be seen, the author will be very sad, and even begin to suspect that he has written poorly, and he will not be able to get happiness even if he writes an outline."

Su Huaizhou can understand this feeling. If the paintings she painted are not appreciated by the audience, she will feel very sad.

"Then the peach jam should be very happy now, right? The new book results seem to be very good now."

Jiang Miao lowered his head and covered his face, feeling ashamed to see others: "...Senior sister, I agreed not to mention this pseudonym."

"Hahaha~" Su Huaizhou liked to see his reaction, which was very interesting. "There is no one else now, peach sauce~ peach sauce~ honey~ peach sauce~ peach sauce~"

"Don't! Stop talking!" Jiang Miao covered his head and fell to the ground like a monkey who was chanted with a tight spell, begging Tang Seng for mercy, "Senior sister, please spare me, if you do this, I will leave."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Su Huaixiang patted his shoulder with a smile, "But I like to talk to you about these things, and there are no people to talk to."

"Don't the senior sister's roommate read novels?"

"Shen Yu can read it, but she only reads female romance articles. I and she have no common topics in this regard." Su Huaizhou spread his hands helplessly.

"Does the senior sister only watch male frequency?"

"I used to watch female videos, but later I got tired of watching them, so I gradually only watched male videos." Su Huaizhu said with her chin, "Especially the daily text that has become popular recently, it is relaxing and cheerful, without much hostility, and it looks quite relaxing."

"Especially the new book of Peach Jiang~"

“Qiuqiu is so cute ~”

Of course I was very happy to be praised in person, but Jiang Miao could only cover his head and moan in pain: "Senior sister, if we don't mention this pseudonym, we can still be friends."
Chapter completed!