Yang Yajing invited Guan Yue for coffee not simply to make friends, but to offer him guidance.
In his previous life, he started submitting articles to "Boys and Girls" after graduating from high school, and within two years he signed a humanities column.
However, because the magazine was supported by advertising, and one of the advertisers was the Chiang family, he was sidelined until he graduated from university and his contract expired, at which point he was able to switch jobs and follow a new employer.
After switching to a new author, he continued writing about the Chiang family, but was subsequently sidelined again and only resumed work a year later.
In this life, Yang Yajing wants to help him avoid being sidelined for two years.
During their casual conversation, she deliberately mentioned the magazine "Youth Literature". It was a magazine that only people who liked literature would be interested in, and it had no connection with the Jiang family. In fact, it was one of the magazines that he later became a loyal customer of.
"Guan Yue, can you write fables?" Yang Yajing asked.
"Huh? No experience!" Guan Yue shook his head. "Why write fables?"
"Because you and Chen Jiaoyun are birds of a feather, you're both unforgiving and easily offend people!" Yang Yajing replied.
"But what does this have to do with writing fables?"
“It’s baseless!” Yang Yajing blinked. “Chen Jiaoyun can use comics to criticize the world, why don’t you use allegorical stories? They’re all fictional, and whoever you write about is a ‘story.’ Even if someone takes it personally, they can’t sue you.”
"Wow!" Guan Yue looked at Yang Yajing, then at Chen Jiaoyun, and suddenly exclaimed, "So we were just being mean-spirited, you're the cunning mastermind behind it all!"
"What? You want to write me as a villain?" Yang Yajing laughed.
"No way! We'll have to write you as Green Bean Superman!"
"Green Bean Superman? Why Green Bean Superman?" Chen Jiaoyun became interested.
"She's so small! Look at her, she's just over 1.4 meters tall, isn't she?"
"Hey! She just hasn't fully grown yet! Maybe she'll be taller than you in the future!" Chen Jiaoyun naturally sided with Yang Yajing.
"Why would a girl need to be so tall?" Guan Yue thought for a moment, realizing he was already 1.75 meters tall. If someone were taller than him, "Would she be a bamboo pole to play basketball?"
"Hey! At least she's still growing, I haven't grown any taller in a year!" Chen Jiaoyun pouted.
"Hey! You're almost 1.7 meters tall, aren't you? That's enough for a girl! If you grow any taller, it'll put a lot of pressure on us guys!" Guan Yue compared his height to Chen Jiaoyun's.
"Hmph! Looking down at people makes you look more imposing? If I don't grow taller, I'll wear high heels every day and dominate everyone with my presence!" Chen Jiaoyun said arrogantly.
"Oh dear! High heels? Be careful not to fall and crush a whole bunch of people!" Guan Yue said dismissively.
After Chen Jiaoyun grew to 1.7 meters tall, she stopped growing and started wearing sky-high heels every day.
However, she walked steadily and never fell, truly fulfilling the prophecy of overwhelming her aura.
That's all in the future. Right now, her only goal is to get into a top university's Chinese literature department, and she even boasts that she wants to double major in an art form.
Guan Yue, on the other hand, took a liking to "Youth Digest" and began to study the tricks of writing fables.
He was a typical homebody, with no interest in sports and spending all his time buried in books.
His nearsightedness of over 500 degrees is probably the result of always holding a book no matter the lighting or the occasion.
Anyway, everyone has their own expertise. He's someone who will make a living by talking in the future, so it doesn't matter if he's weaker in other areas.
After getting to know Chen Jiaoyun, the fast-talking duo became frequent bickering partners. Sometimes Yang Yajing would facepalm and say that their conversations sounded like they were arguing, giving her a headache!
As the third year of junior high was drawing to a close, Yang Yajing handed them a registration form: "You all love to argue so much, why don't you spend your energy arguing somewhere that pays you to?"
"This is a debate! A debate!" Chen Jiaoyun had said this countless times, but after she finished, her curiosity got the better of her. "Where do we get the money?"
"Look! See for yourself!" Yang Yajing pointed to the form.
"The Chinese Youth Debate Competition?" Chen Jiaoyun said to Guan Yue as she looked at the screen, "Hey! Look, the first place winner gets ten thousand silver dollars!"
"Wow! Yang Yajing, you really brought me money?" For Guan Yue, ten thousand yuan was a huge sum of money!
"Keep bragging! That ten thousand yuan is definitely mine!" Chen Jiaoyun retorted. "You'll be second at best, five thousand at most!"
"Shall we compete or not?" Guan Yue issued a challenge.
“Compete! How do we compete?” Chen Jiaoyun certainly wouldn’t back down.
"Whoever ranks higher has to buy lunch for their defeated opponent for a month!"
"Okay! Deal!" Chen Jiaoyun said with a smile, "I'm just waiting for the results to come out and I'll be all set! Hahahaha!"
"I think it's your wallet that's about to empty!"
Sigh! These two are arguing again!
The topic of this debate is: Is adopting foreign ideas good or bad?
Because the opposing sides were randomly selected, the two spent the next month preparing for the debate. In order to prevent the other side from having any prior knowledge of her arguments, Yang Yajing had a peaceful month!
Zhou Pengfei's professional exam results also came out in mid-May.
All three schools ranked in the top ten, which is quite good.
However, he was still undecided about which school to choose because he was not confident in his academic performance.
“Zhou Pengfei, your major accounts for 60%! You’ll have no problem with Yiyuan!” Yang Yajing pointed to the best vocational school in Jincheng.
“But Yi Academy only admits 60 students, and the cutoff score is very high! I’m afraid I might not be able to get in…” Zhou Pengfei hesitated.
"Don't worry! I'm here for you! I won't let you go to that lousy vocational school!" Yang Yajing patted herself on the shoulder. "I'll tutor you and guarantee you'll be at a high school level within a month!"
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