I have to teach the world a lesson

human nature.

This is the most complicated thing in this world.

When I fall down, I speak harsh words and wish to give you the worst in the world.

When I get up, I am flattering and want to show you the best side of the world.

Zhang Sheng, who used to paint big cakes for people all the way, has long been used to the ups and downs of the tide. Liu Kaili's arrogant and lofty attitude when he was drunk was really childish and ridiculous in Zhang Sheng's eyes.

Two o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Sheng clicked on the page of "Breaking the Sky" again.

The novel has nearly 70,000 words, and its collection has reached 500. In the comment section, there are people urging updates, questioning why the book cannot be signed, and scolding the book for following the trend, with both positive and negative reviews.

At the same time, the ranking of the new book list also rushed to the top fifty, and gradually began to have extremely subtle exposure...

However, the backstage remained empty.

There is no contract text message, no background information sent by the editor...

It seems that this is destined to be a difficult start.

After Zhang Sheng finished uploading a chapter, he rubbed his dry eyes, looked at the background and smiled, and then lay down on the bed.

There was inevitably a wave of confusion in his heart, and he began to wonder if there was something he had not written well. But after carefully reviewing the 70,000 words in this book, Zhang Sheng found that although he made some rhythmic mistakes that novices should make, overall he wrote it himself. No problem.

After I felt that I had no problem, I reviewed the increase in my collection.

After reaching 50,000 words, the book's collection and recommendation votes are obviously increasing day by day, and the number of people who want to read this book is not low.

[This is a process of accumulation and development].

After Zhang Sheng came to this conclusion in his mind, Zhang Sheng closed his eyes and began to recall the recent events, as well as the commissions from the three sets of [Senran Integrated Stove].

[Sign two more sets, and Lin Xia’s money can be repaid. 】

[But now, I have no way to apply for my own personal bank card, otherwise the bank will deduct all the money at once. After all, when I inherited the old house, I also inherited more than 2 million yuan in debt from my parents, even though the house was mortgaged and sold. , but the monthly interest is still more than 7,000! I can’t think that all the money for college has been deducted, right? 】

[Oh my god, Tianbeng started this game, it’s so exciting. 】

[What are my current strengths and how can I expand these strengths? What are my weaknesses? 】

[How should I save the money I earn? Who can I trust to help me save it first? After all, cash is nothing, right? 】

【……】

All kinds of things came to Zhang Sheng's mind. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He actually felt that the game at the beginning of Tianbeng was indeed becoming more and more interesting. He had already begun to tear a hole out of the thick fog.

In his sleep, he suddenly thought of someone.

A smile appeared on his lips.

Outside the window, a bright moon hangs in the sky. The white moonlight is hazy and mysterious, but crystal clear...

……………………

It’s getting closer and closer to the start of school on September 1st.

But the weather has not cooled down as September approaches. Instead, it is getting hotter and hotter. Walking on the asphalt road, you can even see waves of distorted heat waves coming.

The cicadas on both sides of the road were noisy, as annoying as a car accident-level concert.

Normally, Lin Xia would not like to come out in such hot weather.

Not only do you need to apply a lot of sunscreen, but you also need to cover your whole body tightly. On the one hand, it is extremely boring, and at the same time, you must ensure that the sun does not get to you...

It was simply physical and mental torture.

But Lin Xia was still tortured by the scorching heat, walked out of the air-conditioned room, and got into the car heading to the publishing house.

The book "That Summer" is finally finalized.

Not only has the draft been finalized, but the book number from the publishing house has also been approved. The first batch of sample books from the printing house has also been sent to the publishing house. The editor, Sister Yang, even invited several big-name bestsellers from Shanghai to come over and help with "That Year." "Midsummer" platform, write a message.

Lin Xia, the author of "That Summer", will naturally be present.

"Hello, Teacher Lin! Let me introduce you. This is Teacher Nie Xiaoyu, a director of the Chinese Writers Association. He has published the best-selling book "Darkness" and has adapted it into a movie, which will be released in the second half of this year..."

"This is Teacher Snowman, who focuses on the creation of youth literature and is currently the best-selling writer of youth literature..."

"This is Teacher Qiao Hongying. At the autograph session on September 4th, I will arrange for you and Teacher Qiao Hongying to sign autographs together..."

"..."

In the publishing house.

Under the introduction of editor Sister Yang, Lin Xia met many big names in the writer circle.

Although these big names are well-known in the circle, after meeting them in person, these people actually have no airs. When they meet the little girl Lin Xia, they all appear to be more easy-going and occasionally tease each other about irrelevant things. But the joke can make everyone laugh, and it is also extremely cooperative with the signing work of "That Summer".

Lin Xia greeted the seniors one by one and sat on the bench seriously listening to Sister Yang's arrangements for the September 4th event.

Of course, the emotions at this moment were quite complicated, with some tension and some anticipation. Before I knew it, the time had already reached four o'clock in the afternoon.

After chatting about the event, the big names helped write messages and recommendations for "That Summer" and then left one by one.

Lin Xia looked at the recommendations on the sample book. Holding it in her hands, she suddenly felt that the book was a bit heavy...

After leaving the publishing company, she could barely maintain her calm mood. She was hiding in the corner with a blushing face, and her heart was running wildly like a deer.

She took out her cell phone and couldn't wait to share her current joy with her best friend, but at this moment, Zhang Panpan's cell phone couldn't get through no matter how hard she tried.

I looked at the time...

Only then did she remember that today was the [Sparkling Girls] competition where the top 32 players in the country advanced to the top 16. Zhang Panpan should still be competing at this point!

never mind.

Go home first!

Lin Xia suppressed the excitement in her heart and tried hard to stay calm. When her emotions barely recovered, she held the sample book and took a taxi home.

In the taxi.

Lin Xia heard the new song "For Dreams" by Internet singer Lin Zhibai playing on the radio. The lyrics were passionate and the melody was passionate.

As Lin Xia listened, she clenched her fists subconsciously and looked at the scenery flying upside down outside the window. She was inevitably thinking about the distant future, and felt that the future was full of hope.

Half an hour later, Lin Xia returned to Haishu Garden.

She arrived at her building as usual, and when she was about to take the elevator up, she found a familiar figure standing at the entrance of the corridor, reading and writing seriously in a notebook.

"Zhang Sheng?"

"Classmate Lin..." Zhang Sheng, who was sweating profusely, had a bright smile on his face when he saw Lin Xia. He closed the notebook in his hand and came over happily: "Classmate Lin, I I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

"Zhang Sheng, what are you..."

"Oh, I...wait a moment!"

Zhang Sheng ran to Lin Xia and quickly stuffed his hand into his pocket, took out an old peeled wallet, and then took out a wrinkled seven hundred yuan in cash from the wallet and handed it to Lin Xia.

Lin Xia was stunned.

"Classmate Lin, I lent you a thousand yuan. I said I would pay you back. I have been very lucky these past two days. Jiji Zao signed a total of six orders and made a little money... I just wanted to pay you back first! "

"Forehead?"

"Classmate Lin, you haven't eaten yet, have you?" When he saw Lin Xia taking the seven hundred yuan, Zhang Sheng's smile became even brighter.

"Not yet, you..." Lin Xia felt a sore nose inexplicably when she saw that Zhang Sheng's face was red from the sun. Although he was wearing a suit, the shoes on his feet were worn out.

"Classmate Lin Xia, when I was in the most difficult time, you appeared by my side like an angel and saved me. A drop of grace is repaid by a spring. Even if you are a life-saving grace to me, it is not an exaggeration... ..." There was sincerity in Zhang Sheng's eyes, and his eyes were filled with gratitude, which seemed to be a little red. He kept thanking Lin Xia for the thousand yuan's help, and talked about how much the thousand yuan affected him.

"No, actually, it's not that exaggerated. Zhang Sheng, don't be like this..." Lin Xia was at a loss for a moment.

"Maybe it's just a thousand dollars to you, but to me, it's no less than a ray of light in the dense darkness. It pierced the night sky and the darkness, and made me feel this when I was desperate. The warmth of the world, and the courage to live..."

"Zhang Sheng, you, don't do this, I...I didn't, you..."

"Classmate Lin Xia, I want to treat you to a meal!"

"Ah, no need...no need!"

"Classmate Lin, I really want to treat you to this meal. Even when I was waiting for you just now, I kept writing in my notebook how I should talk to you and how I should invite you. Although I may have behaved a little bit before. I’m a rough guy, but I’m actually a very shy person…”

"I...this, Zhang Sheng..."

"Give me this opportunity to express your feelings, otherwise I will feel sorry for you. Besides, during the previous meal, because of the interruption from classmate Zhang Panpan, it seems that you didn't finish what you should say, right?"

"Well, then, just eat whatever you want."

"Okay! By the way, classmate Lin Xia, I am currently in a difficult financial situation and my income is limited. Is it okay to treat you to some stir-fry?"

"Well, it's okay. Actually, Zhang Sheng, you don't have to do this..."

"OK!"