Despite Zhou Chu's best efforts to refuse, he was eventually forced to stay at Gao Qinyi's rented apartment.
Of course, I stayed in the remaining secondary bedroom.
The second bedroom is noticeably less comfortable than the master bedroom, and being a shaded room, it inevitably gets a bit damp.
Thankfully, there's air conditioning.
Although the room looked like it hadn't been lived in for a long time, it was still relatively clean overall, suggesting that Gao Qinyi cleans it regularly.
Generally speaking, people who live alone tend to be lazy, but Gao Qinyi is surprisingly tidy.
"Sister Qin, can I stay here now?"
At the door, Zhou Chu stopped Gao Qinyi from coming in.
If we let her back into the room, who knows what might happen.
Besides, he still needs to update; his usual habit is to write out the update for the next day.
But that's all I can write for the next day's update; not a single word more is possible.
Because he remembered that the editor had once told him that it was best to only stockpile manuscripts with a value of 30,000 or less to prevent a collapse.
As someone who has failed miserably, Zhou Chu couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of the plot collapsing.
"How about this, I'll help you connect to the internet cafe at home." As she spoke, Gao Qinyi reached out to take his phone.
"Just tell me the password." He put his phone behind his back.
These days, cell phones are undoubtedly the biggest secret repository; you'd rather die than give your phone to anyone.
"Why are you so stingy?" Gao Qinyi leaned against the door frame with one hand, her eyes darting around, as if she had thought of something: "Could it be that there's some shady secret on your phone?"
"Of course not."
Zhou Chu immediately rejected the idea.
He was a model youth who upheld the five virtues and four beauties, and would never be tainted by such vulgar material.
Although the novel contains some erotic elements, it's all to please the audience.
If Gao Qinyi finds out he's writing a novel, he'll be in big trouble.
This will undoubtedly be a handle against them.
"Alright. The username is Chu Chu's Palace."
"ah?"
"Just kidding!" Gao Qinyi reached out and patted his head: "It's just a simple CMCC502, the password is your birthday."
"..."
Zhou Chu entered his birthday, October 18th, and surprisingly...
Connection successful?
Is this a joke?
Did she really set her Wi-Fi password to her birthday?
It would be a lie to say I wasn't moved; I was definitely touched to some extent.
But beyond this emotion, a different idea came to him.
If this password is his birthday...
Could it be that her phone password is also her birthday?
"Don't even think about it!" Gao Qinyi saw right through her thoughts: "The reason I set the Wi-Fi password to your birthday was to welcome you. My phone password would definitely be super complicated, so you wouldn't be able to see my secret!"
Am I the kind of person who looks at other people's phones when I have nothing better to do?
As he spoke, he closed the door.
They even made sure to lock it from the inside.
The blasts of cold air from the air conditioner trapped him inside the blankets.
Only my head and hands are outside typing.
Phone screens are too small; they really strain your eyes and your fingers.
Now that he's been "imprisoned" in the room by Sister Qin today, does that mean he can write down this part of the story?
It seems that Gao Qinyi is not entirely useless; at least she can help me accumulate some material.
While many authors who are single can imagine this kind of experience, he has, after all, experienced it firsthand.
The feeling is different when you write it down.
After writing...
It feels no different from those trashy romance novels, except that it might have a bit more detail.
After setting the timed release for midnight, Zhou Chu lay in bed and opened the Works Daily Report to check his daily gains.
That's so real.
It's the kind of heartbreaking reality of failing miserably.
It has 30,000 words and only 50 favorites, with only one active reader named "Shuai Ran".
They even felt sorry for the author and gave him a monthly pass and a few dollars as a reward.
I'm sobbing, I'm crying.
If he had more readers like this, he could probably become a god on the spot.
Seeing that it was 11 PM on his phone screen, he didn't want to continue coding.
Since I don't have class tomorrow morning, I might as well sleep first and then move my computer here to work on this when I get back to my dorm.
I must ask the editor to read it again tomorrow.
Tonight I'll find two books from the same period I was studying and read them, so I can see where I'm lacking.
The light novel rankings and recommendation slots are filled with either various fanfiction or "I'm doing xxx in Tokyo".
It's completely unoriginal, isn't it?
Writing a novel is about realism and creating a sense of immersion. If you start off with characters who are invincible, don't you get tired of it?
As a mature college student, he certainly didn't want to write about those trendy topics.
This kind of story about myself and my senior, a sweet and cheesy romance novel, should have some readers who enjoy it.
Zhou Chu placed his phone on the bedside table, turned off the light, and stared at the ceiling, lost in thought.
Before long, drowsiness came over me.
He had two dreams.
My first dream was that the new book's data would skyrocket the next day, and after gaining favor from Qidian, it would be featured on the main page.
That feeling of daily increases of tens of thousands.
The second dream was that Gao Qinyi was lying in his arms, with her legs draped across him.
Soft body, super long legs, and a sweet smell.
It was still quite alluring, and he couldn't help but hug it tighter.
Oh wait...
This feeling...
Why does it look like he's holding someone in his arms?
Startled, Zhou Chu opened his eyes instantly.
It was already daylight, but it shouldn't be too late, because Gao Qinyi in his arms hadn't woken up yet.
Wait, why is Gao Qinyi in his arms?
He clearly remembered that he had firmly refused her invitation to share a room last night, then locked the door, finished writing a chapter, and went to sleep.
He couldn't help but pinch his face hard.
It hurts.
It seems this isn't a dream.
The scene before me was exceptionally clear.
He had only ever seen this scene in his dreams: the warm morning light shining on the two of them, and the girl in his arms slowly waking up to say good morning to him.
What is the best course of action now?
After a brief deliberation, Zhou Chu finally came up with a solution.
Hurry up and get dressed, and get out of there before she wakes up.
We don't know what will happen to Gao Qinyi after she wakes up.
If we force him to take responsibility, wouldn't that be a double loss?
But just as he pulled his arm out a little bit...
The girl in his arms let out a soft moan, reached forward with both hands, and hugged him tightly.
Oh, this.
How can he run away?
As the girl in his arms began to wake up, Zhou Chu decided to close his eyes and leave it to fate.
Sure enough, he managed to see Gao Qinyi's reaction through the tiny gap.
He looked completely bewildered.
Hey sis, why are you so clueless right now? You were the one who ambushed me at night...
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