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Chapter 78: They remained silent on how to deal with the author.
Shen Yuan ultimately did not pick up the package.

Going up and down the 18th floor is too much trouble; it's better to just pick it up when I get back from evening self-study.

After finishing the game, Shen Yuan and Li Zhi scrolled through their phones for a while.

Shen Yuan, who was browsing videos of female bodhisattvas, suddenly heard Li Zhi click his tongue.

"I'm looking at it with a critical eye..."

The two looked at each other.

Li Zhi, accompanied by a husky, warned, "What are you explaining?"

Shen Yuan was drenched in sweat.

"I……"

Just as he opened his mouth, Li Zhi grabbed Shen Yuan's hand. At the moment when the female bodhisattva dancing on the phone was about to be exposed, Shen Yuan quickly swiped up.

However, contrary to expectations, the next video was still the same, only this time the female bodhisattva was replaced by a married woman.

____mom.

This is even worse than the previous one!

The pretty girl immediately showed a look of disgust.

"what--"

"No, please listen to my explanation!"

Li Zhi raised her hand to refuse: "No need, I understand. It's not your fault that you like older women."

Shen Yuanren was numb.

"No, I just randomly swiped at it! The background music was even different!"

Li Zhi smiled and said, "It's okay, kid. You don't need to feel inferior. Face your own XP."

“Okay,” Shen Yuan lay down, “Actually, I like girls who are over 1.7 meters tall with long, straight black hair, who like to wear white socks, and preferably the kind who can kick me when they have nothing to do.”

The beautiful girl immediately jumped up.

Seeing this, the Dragon King smirked and said, "Someone's taking this personally."

"Get out of here!"

Li Zhi was about to kick, but remembering what Shen Yuan had just said, he stopped himself.

"Never mind, let's get down to business!"

Li Zhi sat back down: "The novel 'The Stealer' has just been updated."

"Ok?"

Shen Yuan immediately perked up.

Quickly abandoning the previous topic, Shen Yuan opened QQ.

Then I saw the latest update to the campus confession wall log.

"I'd like to see who's really lurking among us!"

After Shen Yuan finished speaking, he clicked on the latest updated chapter of "The Stealer".

Li Zhi snorted coldly as he watched Shen Yuan's practiced movements.

Using the excuse of catching traitors, they're really just trying to catch up on the latest updates!
Then, Li Zhi also opened the latest chapter of "The Stealer".

If He Zhiyu knew that her "male and female leads" were watching the latest episodes together in the study, her brain would probably be completely glycogenized.

The two put down their phones at almost the same time.

They exchanged a glance.

"I'll go first."

Shen Yuan put down his phone and then shared his opinion.

"Well written, quite sweet."

Li Zhi rolled her eyes at Shen Yuan: "You were so busy eating candy, weren't you!"

"No, I'm fairly certain of the author's identity."

After Shen Yuan finished speaking, the two looked at each other again.

The next second, the childhood sweethearts nodded, and a name appeared in their minds at the same time.

"He Zhiyu!"

As soon as they finished speaking, Shen Yuan and Li Zhi pointed at each other simultaneously.

But an awkward situation soon arose.

Shen Yuan leaned on the desk, his brows furrowed: "So now the question is, how should we deal with her?"

Li Zhi remained silent.

This silence lasted until dinner time.

After dinner, Shen Yuan and Li Zhi went to school.

"I saw in the weather forecast that a typhoon has formed." Shen Yuan looked at the still bright sky.

"Where to log in is still a problem, what's the rush? Even if we log in here, it's not like we'll have to stop classes."

This statement is quite relatable.

Indeed, the only thing high school students need to consider during a typhoon is whether classes will be suspended or holidays will be given.

Classes will continue, no matter how strong the wind or rain, students will still go to school.

"About He Zhiyu."

"She didn't write about us, right?"

Shen Yuan nodded: "Mm."

"Then let her be."

"Ah."

……

When Shen Yuan arrived at the classroom, he saw Sun Xiansheng telling history to the students in the back row.

According to historical records, Hua Xiong was actually the son of Hua Tuo.

When Hua Tuo was scraping the bone to remove the poison from Guan Yu's body, he asked Guan Yu while scraping, "General Guan, do you know who killed my son Hua Xiong?"

Upon hearing this, Guan Yu broke out in a cold sweat and said bluntly, "Hua Xiong was killed by drinking warm wine!" Hua Tuo, upon hearing this, glared at him and said, "Thank you for informing me, General. I will go and meet him immediately."

"Although we don't know exactly what happened, from now on, there will only be Windows 10 after Windows 8."

Whether this history is correct or not, I don't know, but it's definitely wild enough.

"As expected of Teacher Monkey, he is indeed very knowledgeable about history!"

"This halberd handle is history! Teacher Monkey is really wasting his talent studying science."

Sun Xiansheng wore an unfathomable smile.

"Speaking of this halberd handle, I also know a piece of unofficial history."

Shen Yuan stepped forward and said, "Wang Yun used a beauty trap to get rid of Dong Zhuo. He invited Lü Bu to drink at his home. During the conversation, Wang Yun mentioned that Guan Yu killed Hua Xiong while the wine was still warm. Guan Yu was brave and skilled in battle, wielding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade. He was a tiger general of his time."

Upon hearing this, Lü Bu laughed and said, "Guan Yu is nothing to mention. My halberd is twelve feet long, and the handle is one foot long." At this moment, Diao Chan, who was outside the window, overheard this and that's how she married Lü Bu.

At this point, everyone present gave Shen Yuan a thumbs up.

"This is what makes history interesting."

"If I had known this history back then, would I still have studied science?"

"Looks like we're all history enthusiasts!"

Sun Xiansheng nodded in satisfaction, raised his hands and said, "How about this, we form a history interest group to collect these interesting historical records!"

"Yes, yes, this is a great idea!" one person chimed in. "So, what should we name it?"

"Let's call it the Jiyang Unofficial History Research Association!"

"I think it's okay!"

"Agree!"

Thus, following the "Study Association" and the "Early Romantic Relationship Prohibition Association," another non-school organization was born at Jiyang Middle School.

At that moment, a passerby named A-Jie sneered, "Damn! What kind of 'Gutter Society' is this? They're researching shit! Is your research place in a flower bed?"

The next second, A-Jie was tied up by a strong man.

"How dare they mock our History Research Society! Let's take them down!!"

Ah Jie was quickly lifted up.

"I am not wrong! You are all just studying shit! From now on, you will be able to tell which dog's shit came from Jiyang with just one look!"

"what!!!"

After being masturbated, Ah Jie sat weakly in the seat behind him and couldn't help but ask Shen Yuan in front of him.

"Yuan, why do you think anyone would want to join that Poop Research Society?"

Shen Yuan, who had already obtained the status of a senior member of the Unofficial History Research Association, chuckled and patted A-Jie on the shoulder: "Come with me."

Upon hearing this, several elders of the Unofficial History Research Society curiously followed the two into the corridor.

Shen Yuan leaned on the handrail in the corridor and pointed to the grass between the two teaching buildings, saying, "See that pile of dog poop? You did that."

A-Jie: ?
"No, what do you mean?"

“I’m from the Unofficial History Research Society. If I say that clump was yours, then it was yours.”

Ah Jie's eyes widened immediately, and the next second he stepped in front of Sun Xiansheng and grabbed Sun Xiansheng's hand.

"Teacher Monkey! Please accept me! I'm so interested in Shi Ke! My mom always says that I have to taste the septic tank truck when it passes by in the neighborhood to see if it's salty!"

In conclusion, the Society for the Study of Unofficial History gained a great talent right from its inception.

(End of this chapter)