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Chapter 219: The author offers sacrifice to the heavens, his magical power is boundless! The time of

Chapter 219: The author offers sacrifice to the heavens, his magical power is boundless! The time of reckoning has finally come! Retribution has arrived! (5k)

The living expenses of college students is always a mystery.

Some people make 800 yuan a month, survive in the wilderness at school, eat cabbage buns with some Lao Gan Ma every day, and can survive without buying clothes, socializing, or going out to play.

For some people, five or six thousand yuan a month is not enough to spend, and at the end of the month, they have to ask for some support from their friends and classmates.

However, one thing is certain: families with slightly better conditions generally will not let their children survive in the wilderness at school. Even if they cannot provide their children with too much living expenses, they will at least give their children a minimum of one to two thousand yuan for food every month. This is a normal family.

In the cafeteria.

Food window.

A slightly thin girl in plain clothes walked to the window with her head down and whispered to the auntie serving food in the cafeteria:
"Hello, please give me some vegetables and a portion of shredded potatoes, thank you."

The prices in the cafeteria of Chenghai Drama Academy are not expensive. According to the appetite of a normal female student, with three dishes and one soup, the average meal costs about fifteen yuan.

White rice, one dollar per portion.

Both meat and vegetarian dishes are priced by weight.

Although there are many dishes at the food window, braised pork, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, minced meat and eggplant, braised spareribs, garlic pork trotters
But there was no meat on this girl's plate. After simply eating some shredded potatoes and vegetables, she walked to the food window and got a bowl of free seaweed egg drop soup. Then she sat in the corner of the cafeteria and swallowed the food in small bites.

"Four dollars and sixty cents for a meal?"

Even though Jiang Hai was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but be shocked by Zhang Lingyun's frugality.

Since the last time he was harassed by his tutor, Jiang Hai and Zhang Lingyun haven't seen each other for a long time, about.
Two days?

Zhang Lingyun was still wearing a white T-shirt and light blue jeans as usual. Although the canvas shoes she wore looked a little worn, they were still brushed and kept very neat.

If it was an ordinary girl who only ate vegetables and tofu for lunch, Jiang Hai would definitely think that this girl was losing weight and maintaining her figure.

But Zhang Lingyun is different. She doesn't eat meat, but only eats vegetarian dishes like cabbage and tofu.
It's purely because of family difficulties.

"Eating buns again?"

Jiang Hai had heard rumors about Zhang Lingyun. Although she studied at a wealthy school like CAFA, her family was actually not well-off.

A few years ago, when my parents were working on a construction site, a hydraulic device exploded due to illegal construction and took my parents away on the spot.

The only person left at home is her grandmother who suffers from cataracts.

Logically speaking, Zhang Lingyun, whose family had lost its source of income, should not be able to go to college.

But because her parents died on the construction site, the government, under pressure from the media, made an exception and applied for a four-year student loan for her.

"Grandma's medicine this month costs 610 yuan." Zhang Lingyun silently ate some vegetables while thinking in her mind, "I made 1,500 yuan as a tutor this month. After deducting the 610 yuan I sent to grandma, I still have 890 yuan left."

"The necessary expenses for watercolors and inks are two hundred and thirty-six. If you deduct the money for the oils, there will be six hundred and fifty-four left."

"It's the fifth of this month, and there are 25 days left. I have to keep my daily expenses under 26.16 yuan. I have three meals a day, and each meal has to be under 8.1 yuan."

Twenty or so yuan is just the price of a pack of cigarettes for most people.

But for Zhang Lingyun, this is her daily food money.

Because her grandmother's condition was unstable and she was in poor health, she needed to go to the town clinic every month to get sedatives to maintain her condition. Zhang Lingyun tried eating cold steamed buns with a little Lao Gan Ma for three meals a day, and then saved all the remaining money and sent it back to her grandmother in the countryside.

At first, my body could still bear it, but during one late night overtime work, I fainted due to low blood sugar.

I realized that this was not the right way to go and it had seriously affected my studies and life.

That's why now I can see her in the cafeteria during dinner time.

"I don't know how grandma is doing lately."

Just as Zhang Lingyun lowered her head and ate silently, worried about her grandmother's health.

Jiang Hai was holding a large dinner plate in his hand and walked straight towards her:
"Ling Yun?"

"What a coincidence, you are here too."

Zhang Lingyun was obviously caught off guard by Jiang Hai's arrival:

"Teacher Jiang Hai"

Jiang Hai sat down directly opposite Zhang Lingyun, not caring about her reaction. He stared at the plate in her hand with anticipation:

"Can I have some of your shredded potatoes?"

"My favorite food is potatoes, but it seems that all the potatoes today have been picked by the cafeteria auntie."

"Uh." Zhang Lingyun was stunned by Jiang Hai's request, and obviously didn't react. "These are all things I have eaten."

Without even waiting for her to finish her words.

Jiang Hai picked up the chopsticks and started to put food into her plate:
"Don't be so stingy. Let me have a taste. People should know how to share."

“Delicious”

Maybe it’s because of the small appetite.

Or maybe it’s because they think vegetables are expensive and they can’t bear to buy more.

The vegetables and potatoes on Zhang Lingyun's plate were all very small portions.

Jiang Hai ate voraciously, finishing all the potatoes and vegetables on her plate in no time, leaving nothing behind.

The whole process takes no more than three seconds.

"Why is the amount so small?" Looking at the empty plate opposite him, Jiang Hai looked at Zhang Lingyun with a little embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I ate too fast and I couldn't control myself."

"Well, these dishes on my plate were just served and I didn't eat a single bite. I'll give you some as compensation."

After saying that, he started to push the braised spareribs, minced meat and eggplant, steamed pork with rice flour, and garlic pork trotters from his plate into her plate without any further ado.

While rushing, he kept muttering to Zhang Lingyun:

"When eating, you have to eat some meat. Don't just eat vegetables all day long to lose weight."

“Work is important, but you also need to take good care of your health.”

There is an old saying that goes -

Beauty is a trump card when paired with any other card (education, family, IQ, background, talent), but it is a dead end when played alone.

You are good-looking, and people will take a second look at you wherever you go.

But if you don’t look good, then people will only take a second look at you if you have high emotional intelligence, connotation, good manners, good conversation, and financial independence.

In terms of appearance alone, although Zhang Lingyun always goes out with a plain face and does not wear any makeup, she does not have much extra money to dress herself up.

But it is undeniable that her appearance also has a kind of natural beauty.

It was also because she looked good, and she came from a small place and had no background.

That's why she was harassed and bullied by her mentor Ao Jianbi.
"so."

"Your tutor never contacted you again after that day, right?"

Jiang Hai dragged the suitcase and walked with Zhang Lingyun on the way back to the animation studio.

Zhang Lingyun looked down at her toes, not knowing what she was thinking:
"No."

"You should keep him stable for the time being and don't quarrel with him." Jiang Hai took the lead and started walking forward. He told her as he walked, "Wait until I am free and get through this period. I will help you out."

"Look how I deal with him."

Although Jiang Hai is a talkative person, he talks nonstop around Zhang Lingyun.

But Zhang Lingyun was obviously absent-minded and seemed a little trance-like.

From childhood to adulthood, it seems that except for my grandmother.
Has no one ever treated themselves like this?
Worried that he won’t eat well, he would put delicious food into his bowl.

If you are afraid of being bullied, you will stand up for yourself and fight for justice.

Although it was just a small gesture, it was a great relief to Zhang Lingyun, who had never felt warmth before.
This is really touching.

You had no intention of drowning in the wind, but you were lonely and arrogantly diverting mountain torrents.

People live in this world for just a few moments.

Zhang Lingyun raised her head, tears welling up in her eyes, and looked at Jiang Hai beside her:
"Teacher Jiang Hai, thank you"

Why do girls need to be raised in wealth?

Because if a girl is not raised in wealth and does not feel enough love and care when she is a child, she will easily be impressed by the men around her when she grows up.

To Jiang Hai, he just made a very small move unconsciously.

But for Zhang Lingyun, this unintentional action was enough to move her and make her remember it for a long time.
"I don't have time to talk about any bullshit love story now. I just want to ensure my own safety!" He had no idea what impact his actions would have on Zhang Lingyun's future life.

Back to the single room dormitory provided by the animation studio for employees.

Jiang Hai immediately turned on his computer and began to read the messages from fellow book lovers on the Internet.

Not surprisingly, after the latest issue of "Youth Foreword" magazine was released, public opinion fermented after an afternoon of discussion.

Angry book friends have launched indiscriminate attacks on Jiang Hai and the Youth Foreword magazine:

"So I spent twenty-three bucks on a magazine to read Dragon Race, and you're just showing me this, right???"

"My Eri, please don't die, come back to life!!!"

“If Old Tang, who finished writing Dragon One in Jiangnan, was hit and killed by a truck, he would be a very good writer.”

“If Xia Mi, who finished writing Dragon II, was hit and killed by a truck, Jiangnan would be a very regrettable writer.”

"If Eri was killed by a truck after Jiangnan finished writing "Ryuzo", then this would be a great truck!!!"

"Jiangnan, my car lights are dirty, please stand in front and wipe them for me."

More than one reader, and even the majority of readers of Dragon Race, simply do not understand
Why the whole book is about the final redemption of the bad boy Lu Mingfei, the so-called Eri.

Will she die?
Would she die so miserably?
The last second she was still showing sweetness to the audience and having a sweet love affair with Lu Mingfei at Tokyo Tower.

The next second, all the blood and bone marrow in the body were sucked dry, and he turned into a mummy?
Do you have to be so cruel?
Do you have to be so inhuman?
As the author, Jiang Hai himself was attacked by angry readers.

The Youth Foreword magazine, which published Dragon Clan, was also denounced by readers like crazy:
"I can accept Eri's death, but Eri can't have her clothes torn off by a damn pig-immersion thing, kissed and hugged, and finally die. You guys are just disgusting readers, aren't you?"

"Fuck, give me back my money! I used the money I stole from my mom to buy "Youth Preface" and you showed me this? Am I a masochist? Do I need to watch this? Fuck, give me back my money!"

"Eri is such a good girl, but you want Herzog to have a good meal before you die? You want to be abused by Herzog before you die? What do you reviewers do? You just let Jiangnan do what he wants, right?"

"The characters in the book are all fake. I can't find Old Tang riding a Greyhound in the United States, nor can I find the red-haired witch left under the red well, nor can I find Ma Zhensheng who fell from a high place, but..."

"My friends, I will find you sooner or later!"

"I will find you bastards sooner or later, put the umbrella in your PY and open it, then twist your neck into a Chinese knot. I will let you feel the pain of Eri, and I will kill you sooner or later."

For some reason, Jiang Hai felt that he didn't even have the courage to read all these vicious messages?
When Jiang Hai saw the vicious message "I'm going to stuff an umbrella into your PY and open it up", he decisively closed his laptop.

"This curse is too dirty."

The current situation is quite embarrassing. There is good news and bad news.

The good news is—

"Dragon Clan" became popular.

"Dragon Race III: Tides of Dark Moon" has completely gone viral.

The protagonist had boundless magical powers. Once Eri died, the whole world knew who Eri was.

The bad news is -

Eri died and readers were furious.

This anger cannot be quelled at all!

This is like the author using the most exquisite writing and the most ingenious arrangement to weave an incomparably beautiful dream world for readers.

Just when readers are immersed in this world and cannot extricate themselves.

The author sucked!

Who the hell wouldn't be angry?
Who the hell wouldn’t get carried away by this?
Judging from the comments from readers, it doesn't seem like a joke.

If the anger of the readers cannot be suppressed, both the magazine and he himself will face a very dangerous situation.
"Isn't that a bit too much?"

Just as Jiang Hai was thinking about whether what he had done was a bit too much and whether he was a bit inconsiderate of the readers' lives.

The next moment, the phone rang, and a message came from Editor-in-Chief Mo:
"Jiang Hai, I think we need to talk."

There is no doubt that "Dragon Clan" set a record!
An unprecedented record!

Counting from the day of release, seven hundred thousand copies were sold in a single day in seven hours!
From nine o'clock in the morning to nineteen o'clock in the afternoon, ten hours -

Single-day sales exceeded one million copies!

Moreover, this result is still on the rise and is increasing rapidly!

The next day, in the city center.

A coffee shop on the corner of the block.

In a quiet cafe.

Editor-in-Chief Mo sat in front of Jiang Hai and handed him a sales report:
"Jiang Hai, this is the sales status of the latest issue of our "Youth Foreword", I think you can take a look."

To be honest, this was the first time Editor-in-Chief Mo and Jiang Hai met.

Before, the two had always communicated online, and had never had a face-to-face conversation offline.

Although I have made some psychological preparations, I will still have to wait until the real time to meet in person.

Editor-in-Chief Mo couldn't help but exclaim:

"This River and Sea"

"You're so young?"

Single-day sales exceeded one million copies.

Breaking the historical record since its inception.

The online discussion has reached over 10 million views.

Real-time online messages exceeded one million.
Looking at the honors he had achieved, even though he had been mentally prepared, Jiang Hai could not help but be surprised when he saw the statistical report handed over by Editor-in-Chief Mo:
"This Dragon Clan"

“It’s already so popular?”

The reason why the two of them moved from online to offline and met in person was definitely not just to reminisce about the past.

"Jiang Hai, according to your opinion." Editor-in-Chief Mo put down the coffee in his hand and looked at Jiang Hai in front of him seriously, "Is there any need to revive Eri?"

According to the setting of the book, there is actually an option of "Resurrection" in the world view of "Dragon Clan".

Just like in the book "Dragon One", Lu Mingfei chose to sacrifice a quarter of his life and summoned the plug-in Lu Mingze, who not only defeated the "Dragon One" boss Bronze and Fire King, but also successfully resurrected Sister Nuonuo, whose heart had stopped beating and fell into physical death.
The plot of Eri's death has become a bit of a big deal nowadays.

If there is an option called [Resurrection], should we follow the previous setting and revive Eri?
Write Eri to death?
Given the current situation, it is indeed difficult to quell the readers' anger.

Let Eri be resurrected successfully?

This will inevitably affect the creation of the subsequent plot of the entire book.

"You are the author, and we respect your opinion." Looking at Jiang Hai who was thinking seriously, Chief Editor Mo also relayed the editors' ideas, "Our magazine's intention is to try to make this plot round without hurting the readers."

Speaking of it.

Editor-in-Chief Mo stood up and walked out the door:

"Smoking is not allowed here, I'm going out to smoke a cigarette"

The problem seems a little difficult to solve?
Jiang Hai was also a little annoyed.

It's a very troublesome time.

Seeing Editor Mo go out, Jiang Hai followed him out:

"I also want to smoke a cigarette to calm down."

Outside the coffee shop.

Just as Jiang Hai was puffing out clouds and mist, thinking about the best solution to this matter.

Like a ghost.

Several men in black wearing masks suddenly appeared in front of him.

Jiang Hai didn't even know what was happening.