After the college entrance exam, he began to become a male god of extraction.

Chapter 97 Yu Zhaoyan Wants to Rent a Room - First Million-Level Reward

Having acquired a characteristic that no man could resist, Xu Qin was only excited for a few minutes before calming down.

He came to the library today because he had something to do.

In three days, on Sunday the 26th, his second part of "New City Year One" will come to an end.

Then, on the 29th, Xu Qin will write an essay for the competition, which will probably be about 200,000 words long.

It's still the same floor in the library as last time.

There are a large number of books here about the Longhan period.

Xu Qin first read a book called "An Outline of the History of Longhan", which was written by a famous historian decades ago.

In this book, Xu Qin traces the history from Emperor Taizu Liu Yu to the reign of Emperor Xuanwu.

There were a total of four emperors.

The Longhan dynasty had a total of eighteen emperors, including a few mediocre rulers, three capable rulers, and nine wise emperors, leaving a dignified legacy for later generations of Chinese.

The historical context of Xu Qin's essay collection is set in the 21st year of Emperor Xuanwu's reign. To understand this period, one must not only look at Emperor Xuanwu's reign, but also at the decades before that.

Before Liu Yu established his state, he had confiscated the property and exterminated the entire clan of the gentry in Jiangnan.

Those familiar with the relevant history know that the gentry were a very bad group. They started engaging in treasonous activities as early as the Song Dynasty, and they were the most adept at betraying national interests.

Xu Qin remembered seeing a seemingly impressive saying when he was a child: "If the ruler commands the subject to die, the subject has no choice but to die."

Xu Qin looked at it and thought to himself, "Is the emperor really that powerful?"

When he was a child, he really fantasized about becoming an emperor when he grew up, how awesome it would be to be above all living beings.

But later he realized that this statement was pure nonsense. If the ministers united, they could starve the emperor to death in the palace. How could the emperor command his subjects to die? That's ridiculous.

This is the real world, not a high-flying martial arts world where emperors cultivate national fortune and destroy the world with a wave of their hand.

Liu Yu massacred the gentry of Jiangnan, but later, with the development of the nascent capitalist economy and the economic boom of the country, this group of people began to take root and grow stronger. By the fiftieth year of the Longhan era, during the reign of Emperor Xuanwu, they had become a force to be reckoned with.

After understanding this background, one can understand why so many things could happen in the 21st year of the Shengqi era.

Xu Qin reads very quickly, starting at a little after 7 o'clock and finishing at 9:40.

Xu Qin's ability to "focus without distraction" and his engaging writing style, coupled with his focus on key points and acquiring only the information he wanted rather than reading everything, allowed him to flip through eight books in two and a half hours. However, he didn't just skim through them; he also took many notes, making his efficiency remarkably high.

At 9:45, Xu Qin left the library.

Upon checking the messages, I saw one from Yu Zhaoyan, the most recent one arriving 15 minutes ago.

"Xu Qin, come with me to the post office to pick up my package!"

"Big White, how did you know I was also going to pick up a package?"

"I've already arrived at the post station, and I'm only replying now."

Yu Zhaoyan replied to the message instantly.

"Xu Qin, what were you doing tonight? It took you so long to reply to my message."

"Thinking of you, Baymax."

"I believe you are Qin Shi Huang! (picking nose)"

Ten minutes later, Xu Qin arrived at the post station.

Chi University's campus is large, and Xu Qin is starting to think about buying a car, a two-wheeled one.

He recently took a fancy to an electric motorcycle, priced at over 30,000 yuan.

"Xu Qin, could you pick up my package later?"

Yu Zhaoyan was right next to the entrance of the post station. Xu Qin glanced at her and estimated that there were more than twenty packages. Even though they were not large in size, they were numerous. Many of them looked like clothes based on the packaging.

In fact, Xu Qin had known Yu Zhaoyan for a while and had basically never seen her wear the same clothes twice. Heaven knows how many clothes she had.

"You want me to be a laborer, huh? Buying so many packages."

Xu Qin squatted down, picked up the package, and started reading.

"What is this?"

"Goggles, yours and mine, for Saturday."

"learn."

Xu Qin picked up another item. "What about this one? Clothes?"

"Your swim trunks."

Yu Zhaoyan bought swimming trunks for Xu Qin.

"oh."

"What about this one?"

"My clothes."

Yu Zhaoyan's face flushed slightly; it was the bikini she had bought.

Xu Qin glanced at it casually again.

"I'll get my package first, then I'll wait."

After taking his own face wash, Xu Qin helped Yu Zhaoyan pick up some packages and delivered them to her dormitory building.

Arriving outside the other person's dormitory again, Xu Qin couldn't help but lean over and ask, "So, how's your relationship with your roommates?"

"It's just a normal relationship."

"I've never seen you have any female friends."

School had been in session for a while, and Xu Qin hadn't seen Yu Zhaoyan hanging out with any girls. At first, Xu Qin thought she was being isolated, but he asked Yu Zhaoyan's roommates privately. It wasn't that she was being isolated, but rather that Yu Zhaoyan didn't hang out with them.

As a result, Yu Zhaoyan failed to make any friends in college.

That's how it seems, at least for now.

Moreover, now that school has been in session for a while, small cliques are gradually forming.

In Xu Qin's male dormitory, there were four of them, plus Ding Ruipeng, making a small circle of five.

Ruipeng doesn't hang out with his roommates at all; he'd love to move into Xu Qin's dorm. Ding Ruipeng especially finds Liu Nanfeng very interesting.

But what about Yu Zhaoyan? Not to mention her roommates, she doesn't hang out with any of the female classmates, and she doesn't seem to have any friends outside of school.

Xu Qin also asked Liu Nanfeng, because Liu Nanfeng was her classmate.

According to Liu Nanfeng, Yu Zhaoyan rarely played with others in high school and didn't seem to have many friends, at least he had never met any of them.

Xu Qin was a little exhausted.

He realized that Yu Zhaoyan seemed a bit withdrawn.

Generally speaking, normal people cannot be withdrawn. If someone can be withdrawn, there must be a reason, especially a psychological one.

But Yu Zhaoyan also seemed very cheerful, and she and the other person had a lot of banter, making her seem like a very lively and energetic girl.

What psychological problems could Yu Zhaoyan have?

Or maybe she just doesn't want to make friends?

However, Xu Qin also understood that he had only known her for a short time.

I know very little about Yu Zhaoyan.

"Friends don't mean much."

Yu Zhaoyan yawned. "Didn't I tell you last time that you're my friend?"

"Okay, I'll be your friend."

"What do you mean, 'okay'? Xu Qin, you're still not happy?"

"Big White, I'm so happy! I have a beautiful woman like Yu Zhaoyan, with fair skin, a pretty face, big breasts, a plump bottom, and long legs, as a friend. I'll be laughing in my dreams every night!"

Yu Zhaoyan didn't speak, but instead glanced at Xu Qin.

After a while, she said, "I want to rent a place outside."

"Renting a place? Not comfortable in the dorms?"

Like him, Yu Zhaoyan was also living in a dormitory for the first time.

"No, it's just that I occasionally stay there during holidays or on a certain day from Monday to Friday. It's near our school, only a ten-minute walk away, very close by. Also, I have a lot of clothes, and I want to rent a place to store my clothes and other things."

Yu Zhaoyan said, "After swimming on Saturday, come with me to look at apartments. After all, I don't know much about renting, and as a girl, I don't know if I'll get ripped off."

"Then I'll go with you."

It's true that many students at Chizhou University, or the entire university town, move out to live elsewhere. It's very common for students preparing for postgraduate entrance exams or couples to do so.

The only thing to consider is the rent, but for someone like Yu Zhaoyan who has 50,000 yuan a month for living expenses, it's not a problem at all.

"But do your parents agree? Even though it's only occasionally when you stay outside."

"I agreed, and my mom will even give me an extra 20,000 yuan every month."

"Damn it, what rich woman? Does that mean you have 70,000 yuan a month for living expenses?"

"Envious, aren't you? How about I take care of you?"

Yu Zhaoyan crossed her arms, looking quite interested.

"Da Bai, you're dreaming. How can you afford to keep a man like me for 70,000 a month? You should at least give me 100,000 or 200,000 a month. After all, my type is popular with many rich women, and not just old women, but beautiful rich women."

"Xu Qin, I've given you a little leeway, and you've gone too far!"

Yu Zhaoyan was both amused and exasperated.

The two chatted for a few more minutes before Yu Zhaoyan took the package upstairs.

As for Xu Qin, he took his swimming trunks and went back.

Xu Qin soon returned to his dormitory.

Everyone, including Ding Ruipeng, was there.

Zhou Botao was reading a thick professional book, while Ding Ruipeng was watching Liu Nanfeng chat with dozens of girls at the same time.

Liu Nanfeng has met many girls now, but he's not doing it to pick up girls; he's doing it to start a business during his university years.

According to Liu Nanfeng, his family has been poor for generations, and now that he has finally been admitted to a key university, his entire family is hoping that he will make something of himself.

Liu Nanfeng also suspected that he was the closest his family had ever come to achieving great success and a rise to prominence, and he wanted to seize the opportunity.

As for Jiahao, he was standing with his hands behind his back on the bathroom balcony.

Xu Qin knew that Jiahao possessed the spirit of "Freedom and Perfection". "He usually looks normal, but in a few cases, such as when he occasionally meditates facing the wall."

Jiahao is standing with his hands behind his back, and it's unclear what he's doing.

Seeing everyone busy with their own things, Xu Qin also began his work for the day.

He finished 10,000 words at noon, and now he can finish today's work in another half hour.

It happened when everyone was focused on their own things.

Jiahao, with a calm expression, came in from outside the balcony.

At the doorway, Jiahao glanced at Liu Nanfeng and Ding Ruipeng.

"Wow, Nanfeng, I never thought of such a conversational technique!"

"It's all about practice makes perfect. When you've chatted with more than a hundred girls, you'll naturally understand everything. It's about learning through experience. Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles."

"South Wind, it has to be you!"

Seeing Ding Ruipeng and Liu Nanfeng chatting, Jiahao glanced at them and found it boring.

Jiahao has transcended base desires; women can hardly stir any emotion in him, not even the slightest.

He especially felt that contact with "women" would be very troublesome.

As a true dragon, "if he easily comes into contact with ordinary women, it will damage his dragon energy."

He understood that countless heroes and extraordinary figures had perished at the hands of women.

"But as a true dragon, I absolutely cannot do that."

Then, Jiahao's gaze fell on Zhou Botao in the distance, but he only glanced at him.

Zhou Botao was reading a book, nothing special.

Finally, Jiahao's gaze fell on Xu Qin, then on his hands, and then on his computer screen.

Jiahao's vision is 5.3.

He only glanced at Xu Qin's computer screen and saw the title of the work: "New City Year One II".

Jiahao knew that Xu Qin was writing a novel, but he didn't know what Xu Qin was writing. He only found out now.

"Although it's not polite to peek at someone else's screen."

"But I've already seen all of this by accident, and if I don't take a look—"

"I'm afraid I'll develop inner demons that will cloud my mind and hinder my spiritual practice."

Thinking of this.

Jiahao returned to his seat, opened the Chiyu Forum software on his phone, and then searched for "New City Year One II".

Author: Xu Gongzi.

It seems this is the one.

Collections: 4893625.

Comments: 935852.

"If I remember correctly, this level of collection is probably very popular."

"Unexpectedly, Xu Qin had been secretly brewing something big on the forum."

"I thought I was the only one hiding in this dorm, but I didn't expect there to be a second person!"

Jiahao realized he had underestimated Xu Qin.

Thinking of this.

Jiahao opened the book and started reading.

Half an hour passed quickly.

"No wonder there are so many people here; Xu Qin's writing is so excellent. I never imagined I had such a talented person by my side!"

"However, science fiction is ultimately not for me —"

Jiahao likes to read pretentious novels; he'll read whichever book exudes the most pretentious air.

But he wasn't doing it for entertainment; he was studying the art of showing off.

"However, since my brother is so talented—"

Thinking of this.

Jiahao then deposited one million into his account and then donated it all to Xu Qin's book.

A mere million is nothing to Jiahao.

In Chi University, in terms of wealth, Jiahao felt that probably few people could compare to him.

But Jiahao has always kept a low profile.

Many people assumed he was a rural boy from a poor village. His counselor asked him if he was eligible to be registered as a poverty-stricken individual, and the college leadership recommended he pursue a work-study program.

But Jiahao is different; he's just lying low!

One minute later, he started giving tips.

When a donation of an astronomical figure like one million is announced, it becomes a news item in the entire literature section of the Chiyu Forum.

Countless people were outraged after seeing this.

"Whose army is this, so magnificent?!"

"One million! One million! Boss, please accept my bow!"

"Which author wrote 'New City Year One II'? How did they manage to encounter such a big shot?"

Countless readers flocked to it.

"How boring, it's just a mere million!"

"What's this?"

Jiahao glanced at the comments, inwardly scoffing.

Jiahao has never been interested in showing off with money.

Seeing a bunch of people exclaiming in surprise on the forum did give Jiahao a real sense of satisfaction.

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But this wasn't as satisfying as what followed—

Xu Qin had just finished publishing today's chapter when, just one minute later, he received a notification of a million-yuan reward.

Donor: True dragons are destined to be misunderstood by no one.

Amount: One million.

Good guy!

Who is this?

Xu Qin was startled.

One million? Are they asking me to sell swallow skins?

The Chiyu Forum is frequented by many successful social elites in real life, some of whom are also active in various channels of the literature section.

And these people, if you make them happy, they will tip you, with amounts ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands.

On the forum, there have even been instances of peak donations reaching tens of millions of yuan.

Tens of millions of dollars in real money.

It's like a live-streamed battle between authors and their readers; the fight escalates and escalates.

However, it's hard to say whether the money behind this was actually returned in full to the local gentry.

However, large donations do happen quite often on this forum.

For example, there are millions of yuan in tips, and the number of such tips is quite large.

But with so many authors, who's going to be the one to receive a million-dollar reward?

Especially for newcomers like Xu Qin.

Xu Qin didn't expect that one of them would come to him right now.

Therefore, to show his respect, Xu Qin specially posted a separate chapter:

[Welcome to the first supreme title in my creative career: "The True Dragon is Destined to be Incomprehensible to Anyone"!]

As soon as the chapter was released, readers flocked to it.

At the same time, Jiahao was also watching the screen.

"Supreme?"

Xu Qin didn't know that the words "Supreme" made Jiahao's mind jump, and then an explosive sense of exhilaration surged in like a tsunami.

"Yes, I am a true dragon, therefore it is only right that I be called the supreme one!"

"Damn, I actually feel great!"

"how so?"

"Ye Jiahao, you should be as still as a mountain!"

"All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, dew, and lightning; thus should you contemplate them!"

After finishing reciting the Buddhist scriptures, Jiahao still felt a surge of pleasure within him, making it impossible for him to remain calm. It was as if the pleasure was about to burst through his skull, causing him to experience an overwhelming orgasm.

Therefore, he had to get up and go to the balcony to breathe fresh air and relax.

Yes.

He was having so much fun!

The mere mention of the word "Supreme" sent chills down Jiahao's spine.

He couldn't describe the feeling; he felt it transcended all physical pleasures.

Xu Qin finished updating the game and posted a thank-you note. He then needed to go to the restroom.

Jiahao was standing on the balcony with his hands behind his back, looking up at a 45-degree angle.

I casually asked, "Jiahao, what are you doing?"

Jiahao turned his head slightly and said, word by word, "I'm thinking about it—"

Xu Qin was already used to his way of speaking; one must know that he possessed the "Free and Unfettered Spirit" blessing.

However, Jiahao seems normal most of the time, only acting abnormally on rare occasions.

Xu Qin understands this.

As Xu Qin logged onto his alternate account, Jiahao's voice suddenly came through: "Xu Qin, thank you."

Still eating one meal at a time.

"What are you thanking me for?"

Xu Qin was stunned for a moment.

But Jiahao remained silent, standing with his hands behind his back, his face tilted back at a 45-degree angle.

You are the first man to call me "Supreme"!

But Jiahao didn't say it.

Now that he is hiding his true identity, he doesn't want to reveal himself.

But this feeling comes from the loneliness at the top.

I'm so lonely!

Who can understand me?

Xu Qin was puzzled and didn't ask any further questions. Moreover, when he returned from the restroom, he saw Yu Zhaoyan's message from more than ten minutes ago.

"Xu Qin, how's that swim trunk?"

"I haven't put it on yet."

"Then hurry up and try it on to see if it fits."

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