I was in my final year of high school, and my deskmate found out I was writing a novel!

When Chen Guowei followed Ye Feng into the bedroom, he was stunned. He was really stunned. Ye Feng called him several times before he reacted.

"What are you staring at? Look for yourself."

"Wait...how much did you pay for this computer?"

"Hmm... tens of thousands, I don't remember the exact number. It's not that I'm stingy, this thing is so troublesome to install. I thought I could install it myself, but after working on it for a long time, I couldn't do it at all. In the end, I had to pay a professional installer to do it."

"Holy crap! You're fucking rich!"

"Hehe, I don't deny it. You can open the case and take a look, but don't take it apart."

"Don't worry, even if you asked me to tear it down, I wouldn't dare. Damn it, I couldn't afford to pay for it even if I sold myself!"

He really didn't dare to demolish it; it was too expensive!

He's been learning about these things lately. Although he's not very familiar with them yet, even someone who doesn't understand them can tell that this set isn't cheap!

Especially that monitor, it's enough for him to build more than three computers!

Chen Guowei carefully disassembled the computer case, not daring to touch the rest, and took out his phone to start taking pictures from various angles.

The computer was on; Ye Feng was just playing a game, and the screen was still there.

After filming for a while, Chen Guowei couldn't resist anymore and sat down to click "Play another round".

"This screen should allow you to see from the top lane to the bottom lane now, right?"

"It's not that exaggerated, and they're all black, so there's really not much difference."

"Mangosteens can't tolerate the fine chaff, let me have some fun!"

Ye Feng sat next to him, giving him instructions, occasionally making a sarcastic remark, and then arguing with him.

Finally, after three rounds, Chen Guowei couldn't take it anymore.

"This is terrible, this is terrible, those idiot teammates!"

I opened the manager, looked at all those configurations, and couldn't help but take pictures again.

"I told you that's enough. There are pictures online, and yours are bad anyway. What are you doing?"

"Oh, you don't understand! You can show off when we get back! Come on, take a picture of me playing the game!"

She handed him the phone.

Chen Guowei originally wanted to test Ye Feng by letting him take it apart and try it out, but after seeing the computer, he chickened out and didn't dare to take it apart!

But it was still a lot of fun. I don't know exactly why it was so fun, but playing games on a computer that costs tens of thousands of dollars is just different!

It was almost noon, and Ye Feng knew he wouldn't be cooking at home. Just as he was about to order takeout, his phone rang.

"Eat? Where?"

"That works too. Chen Guowei is with me right now. Let's go together. We'll be there soon."

Su Miaomiao called and asked him to come over for lunch, which was perfect since he hadn't decided on lunch yet.

Chen Guowei didn't stand on ceremony with him and didn't say a single polite word!

"Hey lunatic, what do you think about me writing novels too?"

Ye Feng glanced at him but didn't say anything.

"No... what do you mean? I also got 600 points on the college entrance exam, okay!"

"Yes, yes, you're a genius. Just write whatever you want. You'll have plenty of time in college anyway."

"But I don't understand. Can you tell me? What kind of novels are these? And by the way, what makes money?"

"..."

"If you really want to write, go read novels and start writing when you feel confident in your ability. It won't cost you anything."

"Just teach me! You're so amazing, you must have some secrets!"

"Brother Wei, you really think too highly of me. Twelve years, so many Chinese teachers, and none of them could improve your Chinese grades. What have I done to deserve this!"

"Are you mocking me? Are you mocking me?"

"How could that be? I'm serious, there's no way to teach this. If you're really interested, go and learn more about it yourself."

Ye Feng discovered that many people around him had been influenced by him to start writing novels.

I heard that Wan Quan, who lives in the dorm, didn't even go to his part-time job; he spent the whole holiday researching this thing in the dorm.

Li Hongmei also had this idea, but she was too embarrassed to say it directly. Instead, she tried to get information from Su Miaomiao.

Now there's Chen Guowei too, wow!

Ye Feng's attitude towards these people was clear: he could write about them, but as for any secrets, he had none.

His trick is simply "copying"! Where do you learn that? They don't have cell phones in their heads.

It was originally agreed that Su Miaomiao would treat, but when Su Miaomiao went to pay the bill after the meal, she found that the money had already been paid. She thought it was Ye Feng, but the key point is that Ye Feng hadn't even left the table.

I asked in the small group and found out it was Chen Guowei.

Ye Feng had done him such a big favor, so he felt a little embarrassed and secretly paid the money.

On October 7th, at 8:00 AM, the two drove out of the residential area, watched by Miaomiao's mother.

This time, it wasn't just the two of them setting off; they also had to pick up Li Hongmei and take her to school together.

Li Hongmei brought quite a lot of things this time, and with the things the two of them brought, the trunk couldn't fit them all, so they put two more suitcases on the back seats before they could finally fit them down.

"Are you moving? You've brought so much stuff!"

"What can we do? The next time we come back will probably be for the Chinese New Year. We need to prepare more for winter."

Indeed, although winters in Shanghai aren't as extreme as those in Northeast China, there's no central heating, so you just have to tough it out.

If you want to sleep comfortably at night, you can't do without a big quilt.

With two women in the car, Ye Feng could only drive. The two women were chatting happily, and he didn't know where all their words came from.

Li Hongmei, in particular, could talk about everything from cosmetics to photography, and then to dancing. She really knows how to talk!

"No, you want to learn to dance?"

"Yeah, our school has this club. I thought it would be good to lose weight and exercise at the same time, so I signed up."

"So, how's your learning going?"

"I haven't even started learning yet. Classes will begin when school starts. Just you wait, the next time you see me, I'll amaze you all!"

Li Hongmei was incredibly excited, as if learning dance would make her lose weight. Actually, she wasn't exactly fat; she was more of a... curvy type.

"I'll come visit you next week and see what you've become."

Su Miaomiao didn't believe it at all. What could it possibly become? Could it be someone else?

As they chatted, the topic turned to Ye Feng learning guitar.

"Go for it, Ye Feng! Give us a performance during winter break!"

"You overestimate me. What can I possibly accomplish in a few months?"

Ye Feng really didn't have that confidence. At his current practice speed, he estimated that in a few months he would be able to play a few simple pieces completely, and even then, he would probably be stumbling over them.

The main problem is that he really doesn't have that much time to study, and also, most of the time he just practices on his own according to the video tutorials, which is just rote practice.

As for when he can copy the songs or clips inserted into the novel, he's still far from there. A guitar is completely out of the question; he doesn't even know basic music theory yet.