Chapter 115 Song Yunting exposed her at a glance
Shen Qingning had made up her mind. She was excited thinking that she could make a comeback with the help of "Jian Wuchen"'s reputation and regain the favor of the principal and teachers.
After school, Shen Qingning walked out in a hurry. Zhang Hong and Wang Yan came out of the classroom arm in arm, ignoring Shen Qingning as air.
The two of them walked away from Shen Qingning, talking and laughing.
Looking at the backs of the two conjoined twins, Shen Qingning felt sour in her heart. These days, she has been alone and feels very lonely. Zhang Hong and Wang Yan broke up with her, and Song Yunting also despised her for having a stain and refused to go out with her in school anymore...
Shen Qingning felt a huge gap, and she secretly vowed to become the most dazzling girl in Yuying Middle School again!
After school, he didn't even bother to eat and just lay on the table to write two essays. The next day, he couldn't wait to go to Ye Yun's house with the manuscript.
Ye Yun felt annoyed when she saw Shen Qingning. She frowned and said impatiently, "Qingning, why are you here?"
As he spoke, he stared at Shen Qingning's forehead, only to see a light pink scar mark on her forehead, which immediately made him even more annoyed with her.
The reason why Ye Yun treated Shen Qingning differently in the past was because she was his distant cousin and he wanted to take care of her as much as possible.
The second reason is purely because Shen Qingning has outstanding looks and is likable.
Now that Shen Qingning has a scar on her face and is disfigured, she still dares to come to her. Isn't she asking for trouble?
Shen Qingning took out two bags of snacks from her pocket and said flatteringly, "Sister, I haven't seen you for a few days. I missed you so much that I came to see you specially."
Ye Yun reluctantly took two steps back and said, "Come in."
Shen Qingning hurriedly followed him in. After the two sat down, Ye Yun crossed his legs and said coldly, "Qingning, what do you want to talk to me about? Just tell me. I don't have time to play dumb with you."
Shen Qingning pulled out a few thin sheets of manuscript paper from her cloth bag, handed them to Ye Yun, and said with a smile: "Sister, doesn't the art troupe's newspaper encourage young people to submit articles? I wrote two essays and want to publish them in the newspaper. Do you think it's okay?"
Ye Yun glanced at the letter in Shen Qingning's hand and a sneer appeared on his lips.
"Qing Ning, you still dare to submit your work to the art troupe? You are really brave.
You are now a celebrity in our art troupe, and I have become a celebrity in the troupe as well. How dare I mess with you? ”
Shen Qingning rolled her eyes in her heart, and a hint of regret appeared on her delicate face.
"Sister, that day... I was confused and caused you to be criticized by the group leaders. I'm really sorry, but we are sisters after all. Even if our bones are broken, our tendons are still connected."
Shen Qingning's eyes were full of sincerity, "Sister, you can't really break off the relationship with me just because your sister made a mistake..."
Ye Yun sighed and said, "Okay, let me take a look at your manuscript first."
Shen Qingning was delighted and quickly handed the manuscript to Ye Yun.
Shen Qingning does have some talent. To be honest, these two short essays are quite well written.
After reading it, Ye Yun said solemnly, "Qing Ning, our art troupe's newspaper generally does not solicit contributions from outside.
Since you've sent me the manuscript, I'll do you a favor, but this won't happen again.
In addition, your real name cannot be used on the manuscript. After all, your reputation is not very glorious. Do you have any objection? ”
Shen Qingning was overjoyed, and immediately said, "Sister, I know. The group has its own concerns. Just use my pen name. My pen name is Jian Wuchen."
"Jian Wuchen?"
Ye Yun frowned, wondering why this pen name sounded so familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
However, there are a lot of people with the same name in the world, let alone a pen name.
She agreed immediately.
"Okay, let's use the name Jian Wuchen..."
A few days later, the name "Jian Wuchen" suddenly appeared in the art troupe's newspaper.
Shen Qingning specifically asked Ye Yun for two copies of the group newspaper and pretended to lend the newspaper to her deskmate for circulation.
My deskmate read the essay written by Shen Qingning, then looked at the signature below the article, and rubbed his hands with excitement.
"I didn't expect Jian Wuchen not only writes stories, but also essays. To be honest, I still think Jian Wuchen writes better stories. As for his essays, they are far inferior to his stories..."
Shen Qingning rolled her eyes.
Then, in a teasing tone, he reminded me: "Because we are deskmates, I lent you the group newspaper.
Please don’t lend it to others, after all, I really don’t want people to know that Jian Wuchen is me…”
Shen Qingning's deskmate was an honest boy. When he heard her say that, his eyes widened.
"Shen Qingning, what did you say, Jian Wuchen is you?"
Shen Qingning put her snow-white index finger between her lips and made a "hush" sound, saying mysteriously, "I told you not to tell anyone, so why are you still so loud... Do you really have to let everyone hear it?"
As he spoke, he took out the envelope containing the royalties from the art troupe, took out the money inside, and sighed leisurely.
"I have no choice but to sell my writings for money. Please keep it a secret for me!"
My deskmate's eyes widened even more.
Shen Qingning continued, "If you don't believe me, you can call the cultural troupe and ask. You can't panic about this kind of thing..."
With the manuscript fee and the group newspaper as evidence, Shen Qingning's deskmate had to believe it even if he didn't want to.
"Qing Ning, you are amazing. You are the best deskmate I have ever had. I never thought that I would be deskmate with such a great writer. I am so lucky..."
Shen Qingning waved her hand in a humble manner: "Please keep it a secret, don't tell anyone..."
"Don't worry, I know you're a low-key person, I will never tell anyone."
Shen Qingning sneered in her heart and thought, I'd be surprised if you didn't tell anyone! If you don't tell anyone, wouldn't I have worked in vain?
Sure enough, within two days, the rumor that Shen Qingning was Jian Wuchen spread like a spring breeze into the ears of many people.
The first one who couldn't sit still was Song Yunting. The moment he heard that Shen Qingning was Jian Wuchen, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, but it was not because of happiness, but a disdainful sneer.
Given his relationship with Shen Qingning, he naturally knew that Shen Qingning had some literary talent, but to be honest, her literary talent was still far behind Jian Wuchen.
After school that afternoon, Song Yunting went around to the door of Shen Qingning's classroom and waited quietly for her to pack her schoolbag and come out, just as he did before.
Looking at Song Yunting's tall and handsome back, Shen Qingning felt inexplicably sad. How long had it been since he took the initiative to come to the classroom gate to look for her?
Shen Qingning walked out quickly and called out, "Yun Ting, are you here to see me?"
Song Yunting nodded.
"Well, I have something to ask you."
Shen Qingning's heart was beating fast, and the two of them walked one after the other to the alley they often went to.
Song Yunting asked angrily, "Qing Ning, I know you want to regain the teacher's favor and live the life of being the center of attention again.
But false illusions will only make the fall worse.
Have you ever thought about what others would think of you if one day it was revealed that you are not Jian Wuchen?
What will Teacher Wang do to you? ”
A look of satisfaction appeared on Shen Qingning's face, and then she took out an envelope with the words "For internal use by the art troupe" printed on it from her schoolbag, and pulled out a stack of banknotes from the envelope.
"Yun Ting, how could I be so stupid as to lie about something like this? I am Jian Wuchen!
Look, this is the money I received during this period. Oh, and I have the newspaper as proof..."
As he spoke, he took out the Wen Gongtuan newspaper from his schoolbag.
"Yun Ting, take a good look!"
Song Yunting read the essay written by Shen Qingning word by word, and became more convinced that Shen Qingning was not the Jian Wuchen who wrote short stories.
The wording, sentence structure, writing style, and ideas of these two essays cannot be compared with the short stories published in Yuncheng Life Newspaper at all. It can even be said that there is a world of difference between them.
Song Yunting looked at Shen Qingning with disappointment.
"Qing Ning, you can fool others, but you can't fool me. You are not Jian Wuchen at all. Or rather, you are the Jian Wuchen who is showing off his skills in front of an expert. You are not the Jian Wuchen with amazing literary talent and astonishing talent. You can't hide it for long. I advise you not to make a big deal out of it!"
Shen Qingning's heart skipped a beat. She didn't expect Song Yunting to see through her at one glance.
But the news that she was Jian Wuchen had already been revealed, and it was too late to turn back.
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