Shen Xiaoran's expression was wooden.

She didn't know what Chen Yuan was up to, and she didn't understand why that woman was looking at them.

It wasn't until Chen Yuan pushed her away that she asked, "Although I like you, asking me to call you 'Dad' is... a little difficult for me."

"Is 'Uncle' okay?"

"Uncle is okay... no, wait."

Shen Xiaoran's face flushed red, immediately becoming like a steam engine, her head about to emit smoke, and she quickly scolded, "I'm still an elementary school student, why are you driving this kind of car?"

"?" Chen Yuan frowned, not quite understanding, "What's wrong with 'Uncle'?"

"Isn't 'Uncle' that kind of, that kind of meaning?"

"I don't understand." Chen Yuan looked innocent. "What does 'Uncle' mean?"

"..." Biting her lip, looking at Chen Yuan, Shen Xiaoran believed that this guy definitely understood.

I indeed understand.

But I really didn't think that far ahead.

"The thing you love, is your life?" Chen Yuan tentatively asked.

"Ah, that's what I meant."

Shen Xiaoran was the type to take a step down when offered one, and elementary school students who are too knowledgeable aren't that cute anyway.

"Do you know that girl from just now?" Shen Xiaoran asked.

"Hmm..." Chen Yuan thought for a moment, then truthfully said, "I don't know that girl from just now, but she seemed to be trying to pick me up... of course, it only seemed that way, I'm not sure. If you think I'm being narcissistic, then forget it."

"Why are you being so cautious when you talk?" After Shen Xiaoran complained, she looked back at that woman, then turned her head back and said, "So, in order to reject her, you acted out this whole scene with me?"

"That's right, definitely not trying to take advantage of you. The battle of seniority among guys is only interesting when you win against someone who is equally obsessed with the battle of seniority."

"...Ugh, you're so childish." Eleven-year-old Shen Xiaoran commented on seventeen-year-old Chen Yuan like this.

"There's no other way."

"What do you mean there's no other way?" Shen Xiaoran twitched the corner of her mouth in disdain and said, "If you don't want to be hit on, just reject her directly. Why bother with this whole act? It's just that you're afraid you can't resist the temptation of a beautiful girl, so you made this cowardly move."

"You mean, if you don't like someone, directly rejecting them will work?" Chen Yuan asked.

"Of course." Shen Xiaoran said bluntly without even thinking, "No girl is so spineless that they'd keep pestering you after being clearly rejected."

After she finished speaking, Chen Yuan didn't say anything, just looked at her calmly.

Shen Xiaoran also raised her head and looked at Chen Yuan, their eyes meeting.

After a long while, her face suddenly turned red.

Then she lowered her head, half-covering her mouth with her hand, and said falteringly, "But then again..."

Chen Yuan waited for her to speak.

"How can I be the same?" Shen Xiaoran said stubbornly, her face flushed red, "It's not... isn't the situation different? When I met you back then, you weren't together with anyone."

"Don't be like that, Da Jian-laoshi, that's enough." Chen Yuan dissuaded.

The more Chen Yuan was like this, the more wronged Shen Xiaoran felt, and she burst into tears with a "waa" sound: "Bullying an elementary school student!"

However, although she cried, there was no sound to indicate it.

Why? Doesn't fake crying count?

But isn't Sakurako-laoshi also faking crying?

Could it be that she's really moved to tears?

"Okay, don't cry, I'll take you to buy snacks," Chen Yuan said.

"Ehehe." As for Shen Xiaoran, she instantly changed her expression, returning to normal in an instant.

Chen Yuan pushed the wheelchair with both hands, and tied the dog leash to the wheelchair, and the two of them strolled on the Jiangtan boardwalk...

"But that girl looked like she had a really heavy otaku vibe. Even if she dressed up pretty nicely, she didn't feel very attractive," Shen Xiaoran commented. "If she had more charm and was more sexy, maybe you would have had thoughts of cheating."

"I'll cheat your dam."

Chen Yuan directly punched Shen Xiaoran on the head.

"Wuwuwu..." Holding her head, Shen Xiaoran began to sob again.

But similarly, the mark of the invisible Lion Dog still didn't appear.

So why is that girl really crying?

………

Returning to her single-room apartment, thinking about the events of today, Yan Xiaoying lay on the bed, and tears started to fall from the corners of her eyes again.

She had been this kind of person since she was a child, with a particularly fragile heart, and would cry at the drop of a hat.

What she originally wanted today was to use fake crying to attract the male lead's attention.

But she suddenly thought that she wasn't bad-looking, on the contrary, she was quite pretty, but from childhood to adulthood, she hadn't even had a single relationship, and hadn't been confessed to by a single handsome guy...

Things would be a little easier when she got to university, right?

But the roommates around her, who weren't even as good-looking as her, had all found partners one after another.

Only she, had absolutely no luck with the opposite sex.

Not to mention handsome guys, even ordinary-looking boys didn't actively flirt with her because she was single...

This kind of life, caused her to get writer's block because she had no emotional experience when she prepared to write a romance novel...

"Damn it." Lying on her side on the bed, clenching her fist, Yan Xiaoying hated her pathetic life.

Just then, the phone lit up, and a message came.

So, she sat up, wiped away her tears, and quickly collected her emotions.

Jialan: This is basically flopping. The average order is only 200, less than a tenth of your original. Just cut it.

Seeing this message, Yan Xiaoying knew that the editor had sentenced her to death.

This result meant that she wouldn't get any recommendations in the future. No matter how she continued to write, there wouldn't be much improvement, let alone make money.

Yan Xiaoying needed money, because she had moved out of the dormitory and was renting a house in Xiahai, a place where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold.

If she continued to write this book, she could only use her previous savings...

And her previous savings could only support her for a few months at most.

If she wasted her time on this book, instead of starting a new one, then when this book was finished and the next book started, before it was put on the shelves, she would have absolutely no source of income and face a 'food shortage' situation.

No matter what, cutting this flop book was the wise thing to do.

For myself, for the editor, for the present, for the future, for reality, for ideals, I should abruptly end this story...

But what about those readers who read every day? Is it fair to them to read a suddenly-ended, unfinished book?

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaoying couldn't bear it.

So, she replied to the editor seriously.

Sakurako: For the sake of the readers who are following, I want to continue writing!

Jialan: But I looked, and you're not following it.

"Ah?"

Yan Xiaoying suddenly froze, then scratched her cheek awkwardly with her fingernails: "Ahahaha, is that so?"

Jialan: There were still more than a hundred people following last week, but these past few days there are only fifteen left. What kind of plot are you writing?

Sakurako: After I wrote a sugar-spreading scene, the following seemed to drop.

Jialan: Sugar-spreading scene? Writing a sugar-spreading scene in a romance novel should increase the following, right? How did you write it?

Jialan: Never mind, I'll take a look myself.

While Yan Xiaoying waited nervously, Jialan replied.

It was a screenshot.

When An Muran left the classroom, Zhou Yi stopped her.

An Muran raised her head in surprise and looked at him.

Then, Zhou Yi turned his face to the side and handed her a meal card, coolly saying, "I've charged 50,000 yuan into your meal card, spend it however you want."

After sending the screenshot, Jialan actually used typing to express the tension of a voice message.

Jialan: Charging 50,000 into a meal card, are you planning to hold a banquet in the cafeteria!

"..."

Yan Xiaoying also knew that this part wasn't well-written, but when she was in high school, her family's conditions were poor, and she only dared to order two vegetarian dishes and a hot dog at noon each time.

Charging 50,000 into a meal card was really a domineering president-like romance for her.

Jialan: Your understanding of campus life and love is hard to describe.

Jialan: Are you doing the thing I told you to do, going out to have a relationship?

Yan Xiaoying: I'm working on it, I'm working on it.

Jialan: Okay, accumulate more experience, and then start a new book.

Jialan: Or maybe you shouldn't switch genres, just write that kind of illogical domineering president novel.

Yan Xiaoying: Why can you write a domineering president novel without experience?

Jialan: Because the target audience is people like you, who have never been rich or had a relationship.

Are you dissing me!

Yan Xiaoying: Okay, I got it.

Jialan: Just cut this book you're writing as soon as possible, or just write a random ending. Continuing to write it is meaningless and you won't get any recommendations.

Yan Xiaoying: I'll try to finish it as soon as possible.

Jialan: Then talk to me when you want to start a new book.

Yan Xiaoying sent a [highest etiquette of the martial world] fist-in-palm emoji.

After ending the chat with the editor, she fell into a dilemma.

She opened the work she was currently serializing, with only 15 readers following.

Although cutting it was the wisest decision, she still wanted to finish it properly.

She had been a reader before, and knew what it felt like to see a book you liked halfway through, and the author suddenly sending a 'sorry' or 'apologies'.

Although I'm not some amazing author, I won't irresponsibly cut a book!

Thinking this, she opened the author's backend, and then saw a red circle with a '1' in the monthly ticket section.

After clicking on it, *Jia Zhu Tao* voted 《*Ruan Meng Xiao Hua Ai Chi Cong*》 2 monthly tickets. (Soft and Cute School Belle Loves to Eat Scallions)

There were actually monthly tickets voted by non-robots!

Seeing these two tickets, Yan Xiaoying became even more determined to finish the book.

At this time, her book fan group 'A Snow Biscuit' also had a group application.

The note was *Jia Zhu Tao*.

A new fan was coming.

So, she clicked 'Agree'.

So, this book fan group of hers, which had accumulated a total of 765 group members over three books, had a new book fan with a penguin avatar.

Heaven-Chosen Idiot@*Jia Zhu Tao*: Welcome newbie, girls send nudes, boys send red envelopes.

Small Sweet Potato is God: Shrimp brain admin.

*Jia Zhu Tao* sent a [Yellow Dog Tilting Head] emoji.

Sakurako Fist: Welcome~

This group was basically dead, with only a dozen people still chatting, and they didn't talk about books, occasionally sending links to *King of Glory*, occasionally driving, sending some pictures of girls with big breasts and big butts.

After browsing these photos, Yan Xiaoying also learned how to arouse men's interest—try to wear less, or not at all.

But if she wanted to go out, she definitely had to wear clothes.

There weren't any occasions where she could attract the opposite sex through this kind of attire.

So, she still couldn't accumulate any experience.

While she was still happy about having a new book friend, the other party suddenly privately messaged her.

*Jia Zhu Tao*: The book is well-written [Flowers]

It was actually praise!

This made Yan Xiaoying extremely excited.

At the same time, she felt a sense of vigilance.

Sakurako: Where did you read to?

*Jia Zhu Tao*: The front.

"..." Seeing this, Yan Xiaoying suddenly became nervous.

Because the front was indeed written quite well. But there were a lot of toxic points in the back. If he couldn't accept it, he might turn from a supporter to a hater!

He might even post some very intense negative reviews.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaoying was very worried.

What she feared most was being scolded by readers who had originally supported her.

She had accumulated some readers after writing several books. Then, she could often see some familiar IDs in the comment section and in the chapter comments. They either complained, or shared their own stories.

They would even follow her from one book to another.

But one day, when she was writing a toxic chapter, she saw a familiar ID, who often posted chapter comments, leave a review saying, 'Whatever, I'm leaving'.

She was severely hit at the time.

She didn't recover all night.

After that, she forced herself not to remember reader IDs.

Even if she remembered them, she would force herself to forget.

After all, the most taboo thing in our line of work is falling in love with customers.

Sakurako: The back of this book is a bit badly written...

*Jia Zhu Tao*: It's okay, I have a strong tolerance for poison, I can basically read anything.

These words undoubtedly warmed Yan Xiaoying's heart, as if something hot was being injected into it.

Sakurako: Thank you [Heart]

*Jia Zhu Tao*: By the way, Author-jiang, can you give me a cameo role? I also want to make an appearance.

Sakurako: But I'm not adding any new characters to this book.

*Jia Zhu Tao*: Ah? Are you cutting it?

Sakurako: I'm not cutting it, but this book is positioned as a short story, and it should only be finished after another 70,000 to 80,000 words.

*Jia Zhu Tao*: Ah, okay.

Sakurako: But I can add you to the next book.

*Jia Zhu Tao*: Ah? You can get a cameo role with just two monthly tickets? That's so good!

*Jia Zhu Tao*: In one book I'm following, the author doesn't even update for over a hundred alliance leaders.

Sakurako: Those big shots probably don't want adding updates to affect the quality...

*Jia Zhu Tao*: You're overthinking it, that bastard plays Trundle top lane every day when he's not writing.

Sakurako: Haha, then what kind of cameo role do you want?

*Jia Zhu Tao*: Can I share my high school story with you? It might be a bit long.

Sakurako: Sure, go ahead.

Just like that, the other party started typing...

After about five minutes, a long message was sent over.

Ah, it's so long.

Yan Xiaoying didn't really want to read it, but since the other party was so sincere, she decided to read it once.

*Jia Zhu Tao*: When I was in my second year of high school, there was a girl in my class who was very outgoing, a bit violent, and very popular. Everyone in the class liked her. Although she could only be considered average in appearance (but she looked very good after dressing up, and a little sexy), I also thought this girl was very good, but I was never very familiar with her. Later, my buddy (I often call him dad because of a few bites of food) became good friends with a big-breasted girl, and that big-breasted girl started playing with her, so the four of us naturally formed a small group. My relationship with that girl also got a little better, like ordinary friends.

I always thought we were ordinary friends.

But later, before a basketball game, we got into a conflict with another class over the court. Then she came to mediate. Originally, everything was fine, but one of the guys on the other team was a tall guy and was being a jerk. He said he'd give us back the ball, and threw it over. It directly knocked the girl over. At that time, I didn't know what I was thinking, I just rushed up and kicked that guy.

Then, we were punished by the school. I was required to write a 3,000-word self-criticism. When I returned to the classroom, the girl was probably hurt from being hit, and kept her head buried on the desk, sleeping. So I didn't bother her.

During class break, she finally got up, walked past me, put something on the table, and left.

As a result, I saw a band-aid lying on the table...

Yan Xiaoying originally just wanted to take a casual look, but as she read, she became engrossed.

And, she widened her eyes in surprise: "What a sophisticated campus love story!"

Isn't this a hundred times better than my thing about charging 50,000 to the female lead's meal card?

Of course, my thing is still more fun.

No wonder you have to have a relationship before writing a romance novel.

This is the difference!

Sakurako: Then what happened?

*Jia Zhu Tao*: Can it be used?

Sakurako: Yes, I think it's very good!

*Jia Zhu Tao*: Since it can be used, can you add another cameo role?

You have another good persona?!

Sakurako: Tell me about it.

*Jia Zhu Tao*: My good buddy, the one I often call dad, just give him a random cameo role too, make him a 183cm tall, long-legged handsome guy.

Yan Xiaoying was very curious why he often called his good buddy dad...

But everyone's fetishes are different, and all she could do was respect it.

Sakurako: Okay.

Of course, she agreed to it.

Moreover, she had another request.

Sakurako: Then can I use you as the male and female lead in your story?

What relationship am I even talking about then?

Such a reader, who knows how to have a relationship, is practically feeding me the script, I should just eat it up!

She had a feeling that with these two characters as the protagonists, slightly embellishing them, enriching the plot and details, she would definitely be able to write something that would satisfy Jialan.

Perhaps, she could even get the red label medal she had dreamed of - Featured Channel.

Her best achievement in the past was just a mere two thousand average orders.

Could it be, today?

*Jia Zhu Tao*: Of course, it's my honor.

Great, *Jia Zhu Tao* is such a wonderful reader.

Yan Xiaoying was so touched that she was about to tear up.

*Jia Zhu Tao*: But, can I make one more small suggestion?

Sakurako: Sure, go ahead.

After she replied, after a long while, the other party sent a message.

*Jia Zhu Tao*: I have a suggestion about the title of the book.

………

February 19th, the ninth day of the first lunar month, which was a Friday.

Today was the first day of school.

After resting for almost half a month, the start of school had finally arrived.

And next, they had to go to school for nine consecutive days before getting a break, and even then it was just one day off, which was so outrageous!

They're even making me work make-up days during winter vacation?

Never mind, never mind, let's get back to work.

After getting up and putting on his clothes, Chen Yuan went to brush his teeth.

At this time, he opened the Qidian app. Then, he opened the book 《*Ruan Meng Xiao Hua Ai Chi Cong*》 again, and through the author's avatar, entered her homepage. (Soft and Cute School Belle Loves to Eat Scallions)

Suddenly, the corner of his mouth curled into a mischievous smile.

Sakurako-laoshi's new book was released.

《*Jiao Sheng Xi Yu*》 (Soft and Sweet Words)

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Recommend a new book, the author is my old author from another site, quality guaranteed.

The link is in the author's notes.

(End of Chapter)