Zhang Moyan suddenly didn't dare to say hello in the group. She clutched the corner of the quilt and waited nervously for the readers' reactions.

After a while,

The first netizen popped up: "New here? Your writing is okay."

Then, a second netizen said: "The writing is good, but there are too few words to read. Is this going to be serialized? When will the next chapter be updated?"

A third netizen said: "The sense of substitution is quite strong. I feel that the lawyer and the little star should have prototypes, right?"

A fourth netizen commented: "@Are you sure you don't love me? Didn't I just say that to you? Are you trying to prove yourself with this novel?"

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Regardless of whether everyone was intimidated by the forum owner's authority or truly conquered by her writing skills, almost everyone showed interest in her short article.

Half an hour later, more and more people checked in, and the group became lively.

At first, everyone was asking about her unique way of debuting, then the topic gradually turned to who was more handsome, the little star or the big lawyer in the story. At the end of the discussion, everyone was urging Zhang Moyan to update her stories.

Zhang Moyan's avatar with the message "Are you sure you don't want to love me" has been cued like crazy. If the cartoon head assigned by the system was really her face, it would have been crushed to pieces by now.

Zhang Moyan, who had successfully cleared his name, checked the first sentence in the group chat on his phone again. Looking at the message that the forum owner had dropped at the beginning, he suddenly felt a sense of happiness that someone was protecting him from behind and that he was the leader.

Zhang Moyan had a very fulfilling stay in the hospital this time. The attentive and personal service of Huarui Hospital, comparable to that of a five-star hotel, was always available. People from Shiyue Group came to visit her every day, and the leaders of her unit also asked about her well-being every other day. Jin Xueyang also arranged for many of her university classmates to visit her remotely.

In addition, she also has another joy, which is passionate creation and close communication with readers.

"National Male God, Come Here" is widely sought after among Xiao Xingyu's fans, and almost every article released will trigger a new round of heated discussion and calls for updates.

In her works, Xiao Xingyu, the big lawyer, and the little star have all gained their own fans, and of course there are more CP fans. The three of them have three groups of CP fans, which shows how successful she is in portraying the characters!

This timely feedback and praise, as well as the relaxation of releasing her nature, made her experience an unprecedented sense of achievement and happiness.

She simply fell in love with being in the hospital.

Jin Xueyang finally rushed back from Guangzhou on the day she was discharged from the hospital. After seeing the large number of gifts that Xiao Xingyu's mother gave her, he immediately and harshly accused her of being too greedy.

Zhang Moyan packed her things without taking it seriously: "If I were greedy, I would have accepted her 100,000 yuan in cash. The money has already been returned, and it would be too disrespectful to not accept the things."

Jin Xueyang chuckled, weighing a box of sea cucumbers no bigger than an Oreo cookie box, and said to her, "Then you might as well take the 100,000!"

Zhang Moyan put the test results into a file bag and asked casually, "Why?"

"This box is worth at least 20,000!" Jin Xueyang raised the thing in his hand.

Zhang Moyan's hands trembled, and she quickly put down the file bag and ran to his side, saying in surprise, "No way?"

Jin Xueyang: "Didn't you see anything?"

"Yeah..." She didn't read it. She was busy writing online articles these days and had no time to look up these things. She thought it was just some Nootropics!

Jin Xueyang glanced at Zhang Moyan as if she were a freak, shoved the box of sea cucumbers into her hands, and pointed at the seemingly insignificant gift bags one by one. "Cordyceps, blood swallow's nest, dendrobium, DHA... The cheapest thing here is probably these two boxes of Ganoderma lucidum spore powder, but they're at least 2,000 each."

"His family sent you these things..." He looked Zhang Moyan up and down: "Did you really just hit your head?"

Zhang Moyan picked up the iron box that was the size of a tea can, shook it to feel its weight, and looked like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world: "You said this little thing costs 2,000 yuan?" Are there two taels in it?

Jin Xueyang sighed as if giving up: "Eat it. First, take those two bottles of DHA. It's good for your brain."

Zhang Moyan endured his double entendre and looked at the valuable gifts in front of her worriedly.

After a while, she suddenly thought of something and patted Jin Xueyang, saying, "Oh right! Aren't you worried about having no reason to see Xiao Xingyu? Then let's go and return the gift. Wouldn't that give us an excuse to go see him?"

Jin Xueyang's eyebrows raised for a moment, but soon drooped. He stared at Zhang Moyan unhappily: "Let me ask you, who gave you these things?"

Zhang Moyan couldn't understand his change of expression. Thinking about the scene that day, she said truthfully, "She should be Xiao Xingyu's mother!"

Jin Xueyang rolled his eyes: "That's it! You should return the gift that Teacher Xiao's mother gave you to Teacher Xiao's mother. What's the point of looking for Teacher Xiao?"

Zhang Moyan thought it made sense, but she still tried to justify it: "Teacher Xiao and his mother are family. Can't we just tell Teacher Xiao that we can't contact his mother so we return it to him?"

Jin Xueyang asked, "Then, you went on to say, 'Teacher Xiao, how have you considered the interview with Xinhuo?'"

Zhang Moyan nodded and thought it was okay: "Yes."

Jin Xueyang touched his forehead speechlessly and asked, "Do you feel it's natural?"

"Isn't it... natural?" Zhang Moyan said weakly.

"That's so clumsy," Jin Xueyang looked at the silly boy in front of him with pity. He knew the road ahead was long and arduous, so he said calmly and earnestly, "Classmate, Teacher Xiao has rejected me twice. You know the saying that three times is the limit? If I'm not absolutely sure I can win him over this time, I can't act rashly!"

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