Reborn on the Happy Hall + Spoiler

"It's fine, Dad," Zhao Xin paused, "Yusheng has been taking care of me, don't worry about you and my mother."

Professor Zhao smiled, a little helplessly: "It's useless for us to worry. One day, you have to be yourself..." He changed the subject, "When will you return to Wuhan? Can you bring that child back? Let us See you too."

"Next month," Zhao Xin looked at Liu Yusheng, "if he wants."

"Okay," Professor Zhao said softly, "I hope he will."

Zhao Xin hung up the phone, Liu Yusheng looked at him with wide eyes.

"Your father?"

"Well, I want to ask if you would like to go back to Wuhan with me," Zhao Xin said with a smile, "He and my mother have long wanted to see you."

"I...of course I am willing," Liu Yusheng turned over and rested his chin on Zhao Xin's thigh, "but what gift should I bring to see them? Your parents must have been to Shanghai, right? I don't know anything about Shanghai. Do they like it? And Gancheng doesn’t seem to have any special products...how about we go to Suzhou? I heard they say Suzhou..."

"Hey," Zhao Xin couldn't help pinching Liu Yusheng's bulging cheeks, "You don't need to bring gifts, just follow me back."

"Then how about it—" Liu Yusheng's face was pinched, and his speech was a little slurred, "This is the first time we meet!"

Zhao Xin laughed out loud, let go, and leaned over to kiss Liu Yusheng on the forehead.

"Zhao Xin!" A female voice suddenly came from behind.

"President," Zhao Xin waved to her, "Long time no see."

"It's been a long time..." Lu Youran sat down opposite Zhao Xin. Behind the glasses, a pair of slender eyes flicked around, "Is this a family member?"

"Yes. 16595.com" Zhao Xin said.

Liu Yusheng didn't expect her to come so soon—didn't it mean that there were four or ten minutes before get out of class was over?Did she see Zhao Xin bowing his head and kissing him?Definitely, otherwise I wouldn't be asking this question.

"Hello," Liu Yusheng whispered, "My name is Liu Yusheng...you can call me Yusheng."

Lu Youran said seriously: "Hello, brother and sister, I'm chasing "President I'm Really Wrong" oh," then raised an eyebrow at Zhao Xin, "Is it brother or sister? Or..."

Zhao Xin put Liu Yusheng on the shoulder: "What do you think?"

Lu Youran laughed out loud.

She laughed, but Liu Yusheng couldn't help trembling——Zhao Xin told him before coming to Fudan that this Lu Youran was his college classmate, the former president of the campus poetry club, and a well-known young man who is currently a PhD student in the Chinese Department literary critic.

She is chasing "President, I'm Really Wrong"?Are you talking politely, or are you really chasing after me?

"There is also "I Don't Want Superpowers", I am also chasing after it," Lu Youran said again, "Your competition is really exciting."

Zhao Xin nodded and asked jokingly, "Have you tipped me yet?"

"I originally wanted to give you a reward, and the writing is pretty good," Lu Youran was very frank, "I saw you and No.1, oh, the difference is tens of thousands... Then I have nothing to do."

Zhao Xin smiled: "Well, it doesn't matter."

A few days ago, under Zhang Li's instruction, the homepage of Weilan Literature.com and the homepage of Weilan Literature APP posted a reward list at the same time, announcing the tipping income of the six authors in real time, and updating it every half an hour.As soon as this move came out, the pursuit of the six authors became more intense. In addition, the top three ranked Bing Wang, Lu Weifu, and Yusheng had long been at odds. .

Fans of the authors were not so happy.Bing Wang’s fans are divided into two categories: one is keen to ridicule other authors everywhere, especially Lu Weifu and Yusheng—“Dog men and men who fry CP to this extent are still not as good as us?” @Donaldson @Canned hairtail fish If I were the two of you, I would immediately quit the competition and quit the circle, I can’t afford to lose this person”… The other category is following the real-time updates of the tipping list with extreme fanaticism, in order to keep Bing Wang at the No.1 lead , They not only poured all their money into rewards, but even vigorously encouraged friends on the Internet and in real life to give rewards to Bing Wang, so that just yesterday, @天真圆蛋吃瓜 broke the news that a certain person from Ten Degrees Thousand Thousands The little fans actually tipped all the 3000 yuan tuition fees, and then borrowed money to pay tuition fees in the tens of thousands of fan groups.

Zhao Xin and Liu Yusheng appealed to readers on Weibo: Please be sure to reward according to your ability.And this has become the laughing stock of tens of thousands of fans—"It's starting to perform again. Why do you have to update 5000 words every time? This doesn't seem to be your usual style. Serious Literature @Donaldson" "It's fine for Donaldson to pretend to be noble, after all, he has been engaged in serious literature, isn't he super upright~~ What are you doing with a canned hairtail and a face, forgetting your feat of changing the ending with [-] yuan?"

With the launch of the real-time tipping list, the popularity of the Literary Solitaire Competition has risen to a new level, and the fight among fans has become more intense. Some people who eat melons joked: "This is the fucking produce101 of the Internet literary circle!"

"Actually, I'm quite curious," Lu Youran took Zhao Xin and Liu Yusheng to the cafeteria. "Yusheng's style is quite consistent with this competition, that is... very popular. But what about you, Zhao Xin?"

Zhao Xin: "I also write web articles."

"Hey, I told you a long time ago that your style," Lu Youran said bluntly, "is still not popular enough...you should write gay literature."

Zhao Xin: "You can't make money writing gay literature."

Lu Youran: "If you really want to make money, you won't be scolded like that on the Internet, haters, I've seen it all."

Zhao Xin: "..."

"Right, Yusheng?" Lu Youran looked at Liu Yusheng, "He's just awkward, you said he left his family's resources unused... If he is willing to engage in serious literature, with his father's relationship, how much advantage will he take? , His father can invite Su Tong to write and advertise for him... Really."

Zhao Xin and Liu Yusheng looked at each other.

Zhao Xin: "Serious literature."

Liu Yusheng: "Su Tong?!"

"Ah, yes, Teacher Zhao and Su Tong have a very good relationship." Lu Youran took a sip of mung bean soup.

"Forget it," Zhao Xin said helplessly, "every day someone mocks me with 'serious literature', don't you know?"

Lu Youran: "I know, that's why I said that. You see, in your circle, 'serious literature' can be used as a curse. Of course, I'm not saying that it's good, but at least, it's not It should be turned into a curse word... Zhao Xin, tell the truth, don’t you feel uncomfortable? You express a certain idea through an article and publish it in a literary journal. Maybe someone will seriously comment on the interpretation and publish it on the Internet. Don't you feel uncomfortable calling you a 'serious literary writer' instead?"

Liu Yusheng was stunned by Lu Youran's words, he pinched his chopsticks and looked at her.

"Also, what kind of bullshit is this competition now?" Lu Youran spoke faster and faster, "Isn't it just to compare who has money and who is stupid? You, oh, and Yusheng, why are you going to this beach? It's muddy water."

Zhao Xin: "Don't get excited."

"I'm so pissed off!" Lu Youran put down the mung bean soup in her hand heavily, "What I wanted to say when we met just now, I have endured until now."

"Quiet the fire," Zhao Xin said slowly, "Before participating in the competition, we didn't expect that the competition would be like this, and now it's difficult to withdraw from the competition, and..."

Lu Youran: "And what?"

"And isn't this game over yet? What if I win in the end?" Zhao Xin said with a smile.

Zhao Xin was sitting in a wheelchair, and Liu Yusheng pushed him, walking slowly on the Fudan campus.

"Why aren't you talking?" Zhao Xin asked.

"I'm thinking... Zhao Xin, with the current gap, do you think you have a chance to surpass ten thousand thousand?"

"Not too possible."

"Then why did you say..."

"Because when I said 'won', I didn't mean No.1," Zhao Xin leaned back, resting the back of his head on Liu Yusheng's knuckles, "As long as I finish writing this story, I can win ten thousand degrees." .”

Liu Yusheng: "Huh?"

"Because I write better than her." Zhao Xin smiled, "What do you think?"

Liu Yusheng's heart moved. What fascinated him the most was Zhao Xin's pride, the kind of pride that understood everything but still refused to admit defeat.

"Maybe I can't surpass her in ranking, but I think that as long as I do write better than her, readers—most readers—will understand." Zhao Xin turned to look at Liu Yusheng, and continued, "This paragraph For a long time, I have been thinking, why did I write Danmei in the first place? Just like the question asked by the president... I think I have to admit that I was attracted by the subject of Danmei at first, even though some people said it was frivolous, naive, and limited... But I was attracted by danmei. I didn’t choose danmei randomly when expressing my thoughts, but danmei itself is special. I might not be able to write the stories I wrote if they were changed to a gay literary style. And the current story, although several people wrote it together, it is not just a way to get close to you for me, it is also meaningful and special."