After we broke up, my ex-girlfriend gave birth to a daughter.

Chapter 138 You and I are the best of friends in the world

Dai Qingning looked at Shu Jingming's mischievous grin and her face flushed. She said, both embarrassed and annoyed, "How can you blame me for thinking dirty thoughts? It's all because you're always misbehaving when you come into the study."

"Since you say I'm thinking dirty thoughts, then don't call me when you go to the study from now on, hmph!"

Upon hearing that Dai Qingning was unwilling to play duo queue anymore, Shu Jingming immediately sat down next to her and gently coaxed, "You're wrong, you're wrong. We still need to go to the study so that we can deepen our relationship."

"Who wants to deepen our relationship? I don't want to." Dai Qingning turned her head away, ignoring Shu Jingming.

Shu Jingming remained silent, but quietly took out his phone and played a voice message.

"Honey, you and I are the best of friends in the world! Our love is unbreakable~"

Upon hearing that sweet, tender voice, Dai Qingning couldn't hold back any longer, because it was a recording of her during her passionate relationship with Shu Jingming in college.

"Shu Jingming, why did you save these voice messages?!" At this moment, Dai Qingning's face turned even redder.

"Because it sounds good and I like listening to it," Shu Jingming said with a grin.

He pulled Dai Qingning into his arms and said sincerely, "Okay, okay, don't be angry. I won't make fun of you anymore, really."

After saying that, he turned his head and gave Dai Qingning a quick kiss on the cheek.

This startled Dai Qingning: "What are you doing? What if our daughter sees this?"

"It's alright, our daughter is asleep, she won't see," Shu Jingming reassured her.

"Besides, it doesn't matter even if our daughter sees it. Dad loves Mom, so Dad kisses Mom. It's not something shameful."

After thinking about it, Dai Qingning felt that Shu Jingming made sense. Parents should not only educate their children, but also pass on the beautiful emotions of the world to them.

"What's this about the work you were talking about? Have you thought of a new song?" Dai Qingning nestled in Shu Jingming's arms and asked.

Shu Jingming shook his head: "It has nothing to do with songs. I want to write a novel."

"Write a novel?" Dai Qingning was quite surprised.

Music composition and literary creation are quite different. But upon closer reflection, they seem to have some commonalities.

For example, writing beautiful lyrics requires literary skill, and writing a dramatic story also requires literary skill.

"What kind of novel do you plan to write?" she then asked.

Shu Jingming answered truthfully: "It's an alternate history, set in the imperial court."

"That sounds pretty good. I'll show it to you when you finish writing it, and I want to be the first reader."

"no problem."

Shu Jingming nodded in agreement, then went to his study to begin his work. He opened a Word document and began typing furiously on the keyboard.

Since acquiring the "Masterful Pen" skill pack, his writing has come alive. Moreover, popular novels from parallel worlds are imprinted in his mind word for word.

It felt like seeing an exam paper and automatically seeing the answers, and all Shu Jingming had to do was write them down.

He wrote the first six thousand words in just one hour.

If he weren't worried about the loud typing noise disturbing Mu Mu who was sleeping on the sofa, he could type even faster.

Shu Jingming took his hands off the keyboard and breathed a sigh of relief. Now everything was ready except for the final push.

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Xinghehe, the top editor at Dianping, started her live stream on time.

The image shows a background wall with two banners hanging on it, one reading "Platinum Juice, A Blessing for Online Literature" and the other "...".

A masterpiece for all time, but born at the wrong time.

Although the streamer was not visible on camera, it did not affect the rise in popularity of the live stream. Within just one minute of the broadcast starting, thousands of viewers had already joined.

"I've been watching the streamer for over a month now, and he always starts broadcasting right on time; he's never early."

"For Lao Xing, arriving early is impossible; not leaving early is already a blessing."

"This is my first time in the live stream. Is it true that the streamer never shows their face and the chat is entirely based on the viewers?"

"Everyone, take notes! Lao Xing is teaching us how to build anticipation for a book!"

At this moment, the live stream chat is filled with comments.

After a while, a rustling sound came from the live stream, and then a chubby little boy with black-rimmed glasses and slightly curly hair sat in front of the camera.

"I just received a call from a company, so I had to leave for a few minutes. Sorry everyone."

Xinghehe pushed up his glasses and then said, "Without further ado, let's get straight to today's review process."

"Same as always, we'll look at the members' scripts first, and then randomly select a viewer to read the script when the live stream reaches 100,000 likes."

Xinghehe skillfully logged into his email, which showed over 2000 unread emails, all of which were novel manuscripts submitted to him by netizens.

"I miss Big Brother, I wonder if Big Brother is in the live stream?" Xinghehe shouted into the camera. "If you're here, ask me to connect with you."

After he said that, a new window appeared in the lower right corner of the live stream, and a user named "[Better to Remember Than to Meet]" came on the microphone.

"Star, Star, can you hear me?" At this moment, a pleasant female voice came from the live broadcast room.

Upon hearing the girl's voice, Xinghehe's tone softened: "I can hear you. Oh, it's a young lady on the video call. My apologies."

Nostalgia chuckled and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

"Xingda, I've been watching your live streams for over half a month now, and I've learned a lot of writing skills from it. I've written a draft these past couple of days, and I'd like to ask you for help to see if I can get a contract."

"Miss, could you please give me your email address? I'll look for your manuscript."

"3041..."

"I see, the novel is called 'Reborn in the 80s,' right? I'll click to see what it says now."

Xinghehe scrolled the mouse wheel, and the document content appeared in the public eye.

Although the book is titled "Rebirth in the 80s," the content has nothing to do with rebirth stories. The characters I thought were the protagonists actually died after only half a chapter.

Immediately, the live stream chat was flooded with comments like, "The girl is gone, she definitely won't get a contract with this."

"It's probably difficult to write an opening like this after watching live streams for half a month."

"Girl, forget it, let's start over."

The girl named Huai Nian was in Xing Hehe's live stream room, so she naturally saw those comments.

She hesitated before speaking, "Xingda, is my opening really that bad?"

"Miss, don't listen to what those comments say," Xinghehe comforted her.

His comment immediately drew a barrage of comments praising him as a "simp."

The next second, Xinghehe pushed up his glasses and said, "They advised you to change the beginning, but I want to advise you to give up the novel writing industry."

"You're not suited to writing novels. Continuing to do so is a waste of time and you won't make any money."

As soon as the words were spoken, the sentiment in the live stream chat reversed, with many leaving comments like "Wolf Warrior."