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

Are there any shortages of hotels near universities? No, especially in Shanghai, where there are even fewer!

She found someone who looked good, and Su Miaomiao was already used to it; it wasn't the first time.

Lying on the soft bed, looking at her boyfriend beside her, Su Miaomiao felt incredibly content.

"It would be great if we could live outside."

"What, you really want to live with me?"

"Yeah, what's wrong? Don't you want to live with me?"

Su Miaomiao is much more relaxed now. She definitely wouldn't have responded like that when Ye Feng said those things before.

"Just bear with it for a year. How can a college experience be complete without living in a dormitory at least once? You have to experience communal living eventually."

"Yeah, right. By the way, military training starts in a few days. I checked the weather forecast, it looks really hot. Have you prepared sunscreen?"

"Why would I need that thing? What's wrong with me being a little dark-skinned, even though I'm a grown man?"

"No way! It won't be cute if it's dark. I've bought it, I'll bring it to you tomorrow. You have to use it, I'll check it!"

"Okay, okay, I'll definitely use it. By the way, Miaomiao, if you can't stand it, you must ask for leave. Don't be shy, heatstroke is very uncomfortable."

"Oh, I'm not as weak as you think, okay? I'm not a child anymore."

"Isn't this because I'm worried you'll tough it out?"

After showering, the two got straight to the point, their voices mingling harmoniously.

......

Afterwards, Su Miaomiao lay there savoring the afterglow of their encounter, while Ye Feng leaned against the headboard reading the comments.

The novel has been available for more than half a month, and Ye Feng is still paying close attention to the data.

It received over 10,000 orders on its first day of release, but the data growth is not fast, after all, it's a slow burner.

To be honest, Ye Feng was still a little disappointed. He thought it would be a hit as soon as it was released. Although breaking 10,000 views was already a hit, it was still different from the kind of hit he had imagined.

The novel is currently being updated at a pace of 5,000 words per day, which is slowing down. Actually, he could grit his teeth and update 20,000 words a day. He discussed it with the editor, but the editor did not support it, saying that it was unnecessary and that he would be criticized for updating too quickly. The editor suggested that the novel should be allowed to develop slowly, as updating too fast would not be good. If he wanted to update more frequently, he could do so when it came to tips and competing for monthly votes.

Ye Feng still values ​​the editor's words. After all, the editor is a professional, and their interests are aligned. If the book is good, the editor will also benefit.

"Reading comments again? Didn't you say you didn't like reading comments before?"

Su Miaomiao calmed down and saw Ye Feng reading the comments. She was actually a little worried that Ye Feng might see something unpleasant and upset him.

"Let's see what the readers think. Don't worry, I'm not an impulsive person."

In fact, Su Miaomiao was also quite interested in Ye Feng's new novel. After all, she could tell that Ye Feng valued this book a lot more than his previous one.

She would read those comments, and although most of them were positive, some of the negative comments were really awful. They made her very angry, but there was nothing she could do but refute them.

She had asked Ye Feng to delete it, but Ye Feng refused, saying it was unnecessary and wouldn't have any impact.

He's definitely adjusted his mindset now, since the editor sends him messages whenever he has time, praising him in all sorts of ways, making him a little embarrassed.

My monthly income has decreased, and by a significant amount, since my previous book was finished and my income has plummeted.

But it's already quite a lot; the two books combined can bring in over 100,000 yuan a month. However, compared to before, he's still a little worried that his income will decrease in the future...

"You're already amazing. Just think about your cousin; if her novels had these kinds of ratings, she'd be ecstatic!"

"..."

That's absolutely true. My cousin's novel would be ecstatic if it had his data, but that's not how you compare them. He plagiarized it!

This thing had incredibly good stats in that world; no one would disagree if I said it was number one. How come it's like this here?

The main reason is that Ye Feng can't see the book's backend data; otherwise, he would think, "Hmm, it's pretty normal."

"My cousin texted me a couple of days ago, saying she's about to launch a new book and wants me to help recommend it."

"Huh? How much has she written in that book?"

"I don't know, I haven't looked at it either. But I gave her an idea and asked her to write it. I don't know how it will turn out."

Ye Feng's idea for his cousin was nothing more than to travel back to ancient times, but it was different from the male-oriented ones. It was the kind where you travel back in time to control the emperor and the princes, basically palace intrigue.

This is what he found in the phone in his mind. Others have written about this world, but they're not very good. How should I put it, they're not melodramatic enough!

Ye Feng also told his cousin that she should go for the most dramatic and sensational stuff possible, and that he needed to find the balance on his own.

My cousin is outrageous; she actually included feminist rhetoric in her writing!

Yes, her protagonist travels back to ancient times and goes to fight feminism!

"She didn't tell me! No, I have to ask her and see if her writing is good or not."

As she spoke, she picked up her phone from the bedside table, not caring about being exposed, and leaned against Ye Feng to start typing.

"Don't you even look at the score?"

"It's okay! This is when my cousin is most active."

It seems the two of them have been exchanging ideas quite a bit!

Soon, Su Miaomiao started giggling at her phone, seemingly chatting about something fun, and wouldn't let Ye Feng see it!

"Haha, Ye Feng, my cousin asked you to recommend someone to her again."

Ye Feng was having a headache. His cousin was really good at giving him difficult problems. These weren't even on the same platform. How was he supposed to recommend them?

Last time it was because he didn't know, and later the editor even complained to him that the two platforms were competitors. What's the big deal?

"Tell her, 'Why don't you write on my platform? I'll recommend it to her every day!'"

"Haha, my cousin said even dogs wouldn't use your platform!"

"Recommend my ass! I'm not helping her anymore, not even if you kill me! I even offered her advice!"

"Just kidding. My cousin said she's already ready to start writing, the outline is almost done, and she even sent it to you, but you didn't reply."

"I don't have the time, and I don't understand the tropes of female-oriented content. Could you take a look at her and give her some advice? She's taking this very seriously."

"I can't do it either. I wrote it myself... and it's not as good as my cousin's..."

"It's alright. Three heads are better than one. Just take a look, and if you have any good ideas, tell her. They might come in handy. You're a reader too, aren't you?"

Su Miaomiao listened with delight. Yes, she could offer some suggestions and learn how her cousin wrote outlines. She, Su Miaomiao, had never given up on writing; she was just too afraid of being ridiculed after her first novel attempt, so she was told to find a class to teach.