System: If you are confessed, you cannot write a novel

As a promising young man in the 21st century, of course he must be polite and say sorry when he bumps into someone, Ren Yi said:
"sorry."

"It's okay, I did it on purpose."

She walked around in front of Ren Yi.

The girl wears a high ponytail, is 1.7 meters tall, weighs about [-] kilograms, slightly fat, has big breasts, has baby fat on her face, looks easy to touch, ignores appearance, only has long legs and big breasts It's just a bonus item, but it happens to be in good shape and beautiful.

The dressing style gives people a bright, lively, cheerful, and confident feeling, with a combination of light top and deep bottom.

She was dressed in white with ultra-short denim, and she was wearing a pair of white canvas shoes.

Ren Yi said bluntly:
"You have something wrong."

"I want you to remember me."

"Uh~ I don't even know your name, how can I remember you?"

"I told you to remember? Hello, my name is Wen Jing."

"Looking at you like this, how can you be called quiet?"

"You're a bit smart. You can guess my character right away. My name is Wen Jing, but my surname is Mo."

"Mo Wenjing."

"Yes, it's called Mo Wenjing, do you remember?"

The girl said while walking backwards, with a smile on her face, Ren Yi didn't respond to her, just bowed her head and typed, Mo Wenjing continued:
"Recently, I see you every day. Are you a writer of novels?"

"Ah."

Ren Yi was busy coding and responded casually, and Mo Wenjing continued:

"Okay, seeing that you are so busy, I won't bother you. I'll come back after you finish writing."

As she spoke, she took a pleasing glance at a boy who was about to come up, making the boy think that the other party liked him, but Mo Wenjing's next sentence made him instantly embarrassed:

"Student, your social door has been opened, and you can close it before going out."

The male student looked down and saw that his zipper had slipped off at some point, and the red underwear inside was extremely eye-catching. He blushed and ran away after zipping it up. His face was as red as his underwear.

Ren Yi looked up, Mo Wenjing still had a smile on her face, and she somewhat hated her:
"Do you think you are very humorous and kind? Saying so loudly in front of so many people! You are happy to see others make a fool of yourself?"

He didn't know that he would be so disgusted with this girl, and he didn't even expect to accuse Mo Wenjing, this was the first time.

"Sorry, I know I'm wrong, I'll change it later."

Mo Wenjing also seemed to feel that she had gone too far. Ren Yi couldn't accept her apology if he didn't accept it. After all, he wasn't a victim:
"You shouldn't be apologizing to me!"

Ren Yi continued to bow his head, but Mo Wenjing did not continue to follow.

The next day, Mo Wenjing went up to talk to Ren Yi. She said that she realized her mistake and had already found the boy to apologize to him.

On the third day and the fourth day, she went up to chat with Ren Yi, and the two gradually became familiar with each other. Ren Yi also guessed what Mo Wenjing was thinking, but the system didn't prompt.

He lay in bed thinking.

It's strange, other girls are so enthusiastic that the system will make me refuse, but why doesn't the system remind me of this girl, is the system malfunctioning?

Ren Yimo asked.

System, why didn't you remind me to reject Mo Wenjing?
[Ding, is there something wrong with the host?Girls who approach you should warn you?Do you think that girls who are close to you are confessing their love? 】

What good does it do you to hate your own host like this?
[I've had a mouthful. 】

Good night, you rotten system.

I don’t know how to say that every day now, I have classes when there are classes, code words when there are no classes, and code words for a few minutes between classes. Anyway, besides code words, they are code words.

Life is simple, very unpretentious, and I don’t know what is good or bad about code words, anyway, it is fast, and then there are tens of thousands of rewards and subscriptions every day, simple and mediocre.

In the evening, he went for a walk by the football field and coded. He didn't see Mo Wenjing after walking for a long time today, and he was not used to it.

Once a person becomes addicted and gets used to someone or something, he will not dare to accept sudden changes.

A WeChat message was sent: Writer, are you flustered that you won't see me?
Ren Yi responded: I'm afraid you have something wrong with you, narcissistic.

But how did I see you looking around, aren't you looking for me?Tell the truth, which young lady are you peeking at?

…Where are you?
you guess.

Forget it.

Well, I'm sitting on the stone steps, coming to my aunt, my waist is sore and my back hurts, and I can't walk.

So... you drink more hot water?

What a straight man, but, hee hee, I'm sorry to bother you, please write your novel, I can't disturb your work.

Fortunately.

After the two finished chatting, Ren Yi felt a sense of security in his heart, at least he knew that Mo Wenjing was here, but he also felt helpless. When Mo Wenjing said that his aunt's back was sore, he was a little at a loss.

Want to care but don't know in what capacity, how to care, where to start caring.

He stopped typing and looked up at the stone steps. It took him a long time to lock onto Mo Wenjing. She looked a bit unwell, she did something, but she still smiled and waved to Ren Yi.

Ren Yi put his phone back in his bag, then ran to the school cafeteria to buy a cup of red bean porridge, and was about to deliver it to Mo Wenjing, when anyone turned around and saw her standing at the door.

"Give you."

Mo Wenjing smiled slightly and asked:

"Why are you so kind to me? You won't follow me, you know I'm hungry."

The two chatted while heading towards the dormitory, Ren Yi said:
"Du Niang said that red bean porridge is more suitable for you in the near future."

"By the way, I also asked Du Niang girls what to eat when they come to my aunt?"

"Don't be narcissistic. I belong to the central air conditioner and treat everyone well."

"That's it, okay, I see."

Mo Wenjing drank red bean porridge in satisfaction, and the two walked like this. Ren Yi didn't type or speak, so Mo Wenjing could only ask:

"You don't type anymore?"

"It's written today."

"Oh, by the way, do you get paid for writing novels like you do every day?"

"A little bit."

"Where did you write it? I'm going to read and read. I've had a lot of time lately, and it's boring."

"Uh, I've arrived in my dormitory, let's go back first."

Ren Yi always felt that he was out of shape today, and he didn't know how to get along with this girl.

Mo Wenjing looked at his back and thought.

Is it the real straight guy or a fake?To be verified.

As soon as I returned to the dormitory, the system sounded:

[Ding, alarm alarm, blue warning, please reply to the host, otherwise you will be punished. 】

Who confessed to me, could it be Mo Wenjing?What is the blue alert?Could it be that all the girls I saw were wearing makeup?Then this technology is really 999.

[Ding, alarm alarm, blue warning, please reply to the host, otherwise you will be punished. 】

The system reminded again, and Ren Yi hurriedly turned on his phone to check, because as long as the system prompts three times and fails to refuse, he will be punished.

He thought it was Mo Wenjing, but it wasn't. He was relieved to see that it wasn't Mo Wenjing.

Ren Yi typed on the WeChat interface and sent the edited content:
Sorry, I don't like you, we are not suitable, you will find better.

The person who confessed was Zhang Aihua from the class, Ren Yi just felt puzzled.

I'm not familiar with this person, why would she want to confess to me, it's terrible, really.

Roommate Li Fengyun looked at him and asked:

"What's the matter, Boss Ren, are you doubting your life?"

"What is there to think about in life? People who are transparent will be transparent, and those who are confused will be confused."

"What you said really sounded like someone who wrote a novel. It sounded very literary. I saw you bowing your head and typing every day for the past month. How is your writing? What's the profit? Don't tell me. I'm a fan of novels. Adding your and my surname, you can’t hide it as your father.”

Ren Hong of bed number one said.

The four people in the dormitory are all vying to be a father, and no one is willing to be wronged to be a son. Ren Yi responded:
"My eldest son has messed up his seniority, you don't even know who is the father, and you still read novels, eat shit."

"I don't eat you."

Lin Bai said:

"I'm not targeting anyone, I mean that everyone here is a son."

Ren Yi said solemnly:

"I've been so busy typing, I've forgotten everything. Isn't tomorrow Friday? I'll treat my sons to dinner for a day, so I'm not allowed to order takeaway, my sons."

"Fuck, Boss Ren, is your novel just right? So rich."

"A little bit."

"Which platform do you write it on? In order to express my gratitude to you for your meal tomorrow, I'll go and support you."

"Don't you usually read books at Qidian? I also update a novel there, called "All Things Pushing Hands."

"Fuck, you wrote that book?"

Seeing that Ren Hong reacted so strongly, the other two were very interested. Ren Hong continued:

"I spent more than 200 yuan on the subscription of that book, plus the reward, I have [-] yuan, and you take my money and treat me to dinner."

"Then you don't have to go, and you don't have to read the novel."

"Gouzi, you have changed. You are really rich and ruthless. Alas, you still have to eat, and you have to read novels."

"Brother Hong, is Boss Ren's book popular in Qidian?"

"The existence of chasing the number one, do you think it is popular? I guess this little brother is at least worth hundreds of thousands of manuscript fees."

The other two were stunned.

Ren Yi wanted to tell him more than that, but he didn't say so, lest they think he was showing off his wealth.

"Don't forget tomorrow."

He reminded, Li Fengyun asked:

"Can you bring your family?"

"what ever."

Ren Yi was a little hesitant about whether to take Mo Wenjing with him, but he fell asleep as soon as he lay down.