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Chapter 102: On the Morning News
The same morning.

Fudan.

Qian Zhenyu, with a pretty face and satin-like black hair, was wearing a long white down jacket and walking calmly on the way to the cafeteria.

She is quite tall, over 1.7 meters.

Wherever she goes, she is the kind of beauty that can make men, women, young and old can't help but take a second look at her.

She was also Cao Sheng's high school classmate.

He is considered one of the best students in his class.

After the college entrance examination, I entered Fudan University.

She came to the cafeteria as usual, ordered some porridge, a few spring rolls and a cup of soy milk.

A man was sitting at a dining table, eating with his head down.

Girls with her looks and figure are often not sociable.

Girls are unwilling to appear next to her as a foil, and boys do not have the courage to appear in front of her because they feel inferior.

The morning news was being broadcast on a TV not far away.

Qian Zhenyu didn't care at first and just ate breakfast quietly.

But when she suddenly heard Cao Sheng's name on TV, she paused with the chopsticks in her hand, then frowned and looked up at the TV in confusion.

Cao Sheng?

That guy who always stares at me in a daze during class?

Why is he on TV? Is it not legal news?
These thoughts flashed through her mind.

Then she saw Cao Sheng on TV, standing in front of a group of reporters, facing a bunch of cameras and microphones, answering the questions raised by the reporters calmly and calmly.

"I'm sorry, but I've never heard of rams being not stupid..."

"Who? What tree man?"

"Don't give anyone the title of 'famous writer' casually. Shuren, please recognize Zhou Shuren and beware of counterfeits. Thank you!"

"Who does he think he is if he doesn't like what the people like?"

"I enjoy the blessings and bear the troubles. Since he is old, he should pay more attention to his own blood pressure, blood sugar and blood lipids, and don't interfere in things that have nothing to do with him. Thank you!"

Qian Zhenyu was watching the aggressive Cao Sheng on TV. She felt a little dazed. She couldn't hear clearly the questions asked by the reporters, nor did she hear most of what Cao Sheng said.

She felt that Cao Sheng on TV looked similar to before, except that he seemed more handsome and mature.

But he was completely different from the guy in her memory.

That guy who had the desire but not the courage to do it, has become so bold now? He even dares to mock famous writers and professors like this?

A best-selling author? A single book that sold over a million copies?
Is this his achievement?

He is such a good writer, why didn't he write me a love letter? He is such a good writer, he must have written the wedding invitation for his parents, right?

It took a long time after the news about Cao Sheng on TV finished broadcasting before Qian Zhenyu came back to his senses.

I looked down at the breakfast in front of me, took two swipes with my chopsticks, and suddenly I lost my appetite.

Looking at the porridge in the rice bowl, she seemed to see Cao Sheng's smiling face reflected on the surface of the porridge.

This guy who once made her upset and whom she disliked for his poor grades, she originally thought that after graduating from high school, they would go their separate ways, and time would naturally dilute all the past, and they would forget each other and never see each other again.

But today, he appeared on the TV in her school cafeteria, not on the legal news, but as the first young writer to appear on TV for her to watch.

It turns out he is not as bad as I imagined.

The only subject he is better than me in is Chinese. How could he be so good at it? Could it make him the best young writer?
……

Peking University.

Fang Zhui, wearing thick glasses, was standing in front of the counter of the convenience store, staring at Cao Sheng on TV, who was arguing with a famous writer and professor.

He was also Cao Sheng's classmate in High School.

He was the only student in his class who was admitted to Peking University.

Here he met some new classmates, but he couldn't see any of his high school classmates.

His college entrance examination score was too high, so none of his classmates could come to Peking University with him.

When he came, he was proud.

I thought I was outstanding. But after coming here, I found myself becoming ordinary. Almost everyone here was a top student in high school.

His performance here is not outstanding.

He can’t speak Mandarin as well as others, doesn’t have any talents, and isn’t good-looking, so he’s just a country bumpkin here.

Occasionally, he would feel a little depressed and was not used to being an ordinary student in the eyes of his teachers and classmates.

Sometimes I think of my high school classmates.

But he knew that he would probably have little contact with those high school classmates in this life. Maybe he would occasionally meet one or two of them when he went home for the holidays every year.

That's it.

He never dreamed that Cao Sheng would appear before him in this way, on this ordinary day.

Cao Sheng?

Is this guy on TV really Cao Sheng?

This guy, who is more handsome than me and occasionally scores higher in Chinese, is not going to a junior college? You went to a junior college, but you didn't pick up girls or fall into depravity? You actually wrote two novels? And became the best-selling young writer? I'm from Peking University, but I'm not famous yet! Is it appropriate for you to do this when you're in a junior college?

Did I attend a fake Peking University?

At this time, an alumnus came over to him.

Seeing him watching the news on TV, the alumnus also looked up at the TV. After watching for a while, the handsome alumnus smiled and said, "Great scolding! I hate those who take advantage of their seniority the most! They can't compare with me in sales, but they rely on their qualifications and status to belittle the rising stars. They are so shameless!"

After saying that, the alumnus turned to Fang Zhui and asked, "Brother, do you think I'm right?"

Fang Zhui was silent for two seconds, nodded, and forced a smile, "You're right!"

When leaving the store, he suddenly felt a little envious of Cao Sheng.

I feel that Cao Sheng, who is in that technical college, must be living a more carefree life than me.

He has become the number one young writer. I guess many of the beautiful girls in colleges and universities are chasing after Cao Sheng, right?
Handsome, talented, famous and rich, which beautiful woman would not be moved by Cao Sheng?

Unlike me, when I was in high school, there were still girls who flirted with me and even sent me love letters.

When he arrived at Peking University, no girls even looked at him straight in the eye.

The more I think about it, the more depressed I become.

……

At noon that day.

Shanghai.

After school, Han Er hurried to a newsstand, flipped through newspapers for a while, and soon found what he was looking for.

"Literary newcomer Zhongyuan Yidianhui angrily denounced famous writers and professors!"

When Han Er saw the news headline, his eyes lit up. He quickly took out the newspaper, paid for it, and then read it while walking.

This morning, he heard many classmates talking at school, saying that Zhongyuan Yidianhui was mocking the writers and professors who had criticized him before.

Hearing this made him very curious and his heart was itching.

Who is Zhongyuan Yidianhui?

That is the No. 1 young contemporary writer in his mind.

It is the object of his study and pursuit.

You can even say he is his idol.

This was the first time that his idol went to war with traditional writers and professors in the news. How could he, as a fan, not pay attention?

How can I bear it?

Previously, when he saw those famous writers and professors criticizing Zhongyuan Yidianhui in the news, he felt very upset.

I hope Zhongyuan Yidianhui can curse back and not be a coward.

But reason told him: facing the suppression of their predecessors, few young people dared to resist.

But I didn't expect Zhongyuan Yidianhui to have such a bad temper that he actually dared to curse back?

He wanted to learn how to curse.

(End of this chapter)