Returning to 2000: Becoming Famous Overnight Through Literary Plagiarism

Ning Xia, who worked decisively and was respectfully called "Lord Ning" by industry insiders, returned to her high school days overnight.

Her mother, who had suffered from illness and...

Chapter 9: Unbearable

In the morning, the discussion thread under "Ghost Lights Up the Light" was already filled with comments, and almost all of them were positive.

"Whose account is this? The writing is so damn beautiful."

Until now, everyone still thinks that this is a pseudonym of some big shot. With such writing style and such a fascinating story, no one believes that it is a book by a newcomer.

"I was scared but I couldn't help but look down."

"When has digging graves ever been this interesting? This book is poisonous."

"When I saw the paper figurines transform into living people, my scalp tightened. This morning, I saw a funeral downstairs, and I was so scared that I turned around and left."

"Mouse that can carry money, please give me a stack."

"Holy shit, this gives me goosebumps."

"The guy upstairs feels the same way."

"This novel is so fucking exciting."

"How come it's only this little bit and you're still stopping here? Author, please be a human being."

"Where's the author? Hurry up and come out and write."

“Ahhhh… why is it just this little? It’s not good enough at all.”

"Author, you're keeping me on suspense."

"I didn't know tomb-raiding novels were this good. Online novel writers, all online novel writers, take a look at this and learn what a novel is. Stop just sticking to fairy tales and martial arts novels to make a quick buck. It's really unoriginal."

"How can such a good novel be buried? No! I have to help promote it."

"I'm going too."

"Is it easy to publish a masterpiece of supernatural fiction? It would be unreasonable not to help promote it."

"Book friends, stop chatting. I'm going to promote it on our campus network."

There are more and more comments like this under "Ghost Lights Up the Light".

At this time, many readers spontaneously started to post messages everywhere to promote "Ghost Lights the Lamp".

More people saw the new theme book "Ghost Lights the Lamp" through various channels and flocked to the Qiidian Novel website.

With this wave of publicity, the popularity of "Ghost Lights Up" has been rising rapidly in a short period of time.

"Hurry, hurry, there are only two minutes left, eat quickly."

Ningxia bought breakfast for Li Xin today.

"No thanks for the great kindness."

"By the way, Xia Xia, why didn't you come to study last night?" Li Xin stuffed a bun into her mouth and looked at Ning Xia questioningly.

"Something."

"By the way, Xinxin, can you lend me your notes? I'll make a copy this afternoon."

Ningxia didn’t like taking notes before, and now she has to ask for help from this top student classmate.

Li Xin was finishing the last two buns and didn't even raise his head when he heard Ningxia's words.

"Why waste that money? Just take it when you see it."

Ningxia wasn't copying for herself, she explained, "The college entrance exam is coming up in a few months, and I want to make a copy for my brother, hoping it can help him."

"I see."

"By the way, how are your brother's grades now?" Li Xin only knew that Xia Xia's brother Ning Yu liked to fight and play games, and had no idea how his grades were.

How were her grades?! Needless to say, even the bottom-ranked students in Ningxia's class scored higher than her brother.

I don’t know if it’s too late to start working hard now.

"It's okay." What else could Ningxia say.

"I'll go make the copies at noon so it won't interfere with your afternoon use."

Hearing Ningxia say that they would go at noon, Li Xin quickly wiped his hands and took out all the notes from various subjects.

"My notes seem a bit sloppy. How about waiting a few days? I'll re-copy them for you."

"Will your brother be disgusted when he sees my handwriting?"

Ningxia already felt that she had caused trouble for Li Xin, so how could she delay her study time now? If Li Xin could not get the same score as in her previous life because of this butterfly of hers, Ningxia would be so disgusted that she would die.

Although Li Xin's handwriting is not very beautiful, it is important to be serious.

Ningxia waved her hands quickly.

It’s no wonder that Li Xin is worried. Although his brother’s grades are not good, he writes beautiful running script, which is pleasing to the eye and does not give people a sloppy feeling at all.

"Then I'll go to your house for lunch at noon. If your brother doesn't understand something, I can help him."

"Give me your leave application, it's settled."

Asking for leave or something like that is no big deal for good students.

Before Ningxia had time to refuse, Li Xin finalized the matter on his own.

Looking at such an active Li Xin, an idea flashed through Ningxia's mind.

At this moment, he looked at Li Xin with strange eyes. Could it be that this guy... likes her brother?

shook his head,

Why didn't she notice any connection between them in her previous life?

Ningxia felt that she might be overthinking it.

"Studying."

After Li Xin said this, he lowered his head and saw the clean papers on Ningxia's desk.

Surprised, "Xia Xia, don't tell me you didn't do any of the papers yesterday?"

Although you don’t have to hand it in, the teacher still has to talk about it today.

This is the case in Ningxia high schools. There are endless papers to complete in the senior year, but except for the examination papers, the others do not need to be submitted to the teacher for correction.

Whether or not to do the test paper, whether or not you want to do it, depends entirely on your own consciousness.

As long as students have a little ambition and want to go to college, no one would do nothing like Ningxia.

It was inevitable that Li Xin was worried.

Ningxia looked at the test paper she had thrown aside. It seemed to be a few points thicker than yesterday.

Even though Ningxia wanted to get into a good university, he still felt a chill down his spine looking at the stack of papers.

How insane it must be to hand out more than ten or twenty papers a day.

Seeing Ningxia flipping through the papers, Li Xin's voice drifted over: "Don't look at it anymore. Old Wang handed out five more papers to everyone this morning."

Li Xin's face clearly showed, "This is all thanks to you."

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