There was no scandal about the school beauty until I went to college

Luo Ye stood at the door of Zou Ye's bookstore. He raised his head and glanced at the dazzling sun above his head, only to feel a burst of heat.

On the phone, there was a message sent to him by Senior Sister Fairy.

The senior sister is eating ice cream.

Luo Ye left the bookstore, walked to the nearby Snow King Milk Tea Shop, and bought an ice cream for two yuan.

He also took a photo and sent it to Senior Sister Fairy.

Mr. Luo: I have this.

Just after sending it, Luo Ye was about to take a bite, but he accidentally stepped on his feet, lost his balance, and tripped over something.

Fortunately, he had good balance and reacted quickly to stabilize his body.

But the ice cream was not so lucky. Luo Ye looked at the ice cream that had turned into a pile of ice cream on the ground with black lines on his head.

There was only one cone left in his hand.

Luo Ye's lips twitched and he took another photo for the fairy senior sister.

Mr. Luo: [Picture].

Mr. Luo: It fell to the ground (crying emoji).

Seeing this news, Su Baizhu sat alone on the sofa and couldn't help but smiled sweetly.

My junior is so pitiful.

Mrs. Porridge: [Animated expression] (Luo Ye: I’m not alive anymore, the villain jumped down.)

She felt that Ouyang Mingyue must be a genius to be able to capture such interesting expressions of her junior classmate.

She felt like she could use this emoticon for the rest of her life.

Mrs. Porridge: Ask the clerk to add some more for you.

Mr. Luo: Not so good...

Mrs. Porridge: Their store is good, just tell them.

They are all shops on the same street, and Su Baizhou also has some knowledge of other shops.

Moreover, she had studied at Jiangnan University for three years and was very familiar with the shops on the street opposite the school.

Luo Ye returned to the Snow King Milk Tea Shop with the attitude of giving it a try, and said with some embarrassment: "Well, I dropped this..."

The clerk smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll give you another one."

Luo Ye's ice cream just fell to the ground, but what she saw with her own eyes made her almost stop laughing.

The ice cream was filled again, and Luo Ye started to eat.

Back in the study room, with the air conditioner blowing and eating ice cream, it was so comfortable.

Now he is very free. After eating the ice cream, Luo Ye returned to the second floor and started coding.

As time went by and the sun gradually set, Luo Ye sat by the window, stretched, and finally finished writing tomorrow's update.

At this time, the door of Box 3 opened, and Long Jin walked out. After realizing that Luo Ye was still there, she hesitated for a moment, then walked over and asked in a low voice: "Instructor Luo, you usually write here. ?"

Suddenly hearing a sound, Luo Ye looked over subconsciously.

"Not necessarily." Luo Ye said lightly.

Hearing this, Long Jin bit his lower lip, showing a pitiful look.

Of course, it wasn't that she felt pitiful, but that she didn't know what to say. She wanted to talk to Luo Ye about the novel, but she didn't know how to speak.

After all, she basically never took the initiative to talk to boys, let alone get to know them.

Seeing that Long Jin was still there with a troubled look on his face, Luo Ye looked over and asked expressionlessly: "Do you have anything else to do?"

"That...instructor Luo."

"I'm not an instructor now." Luo Ye said calmly.

"Senior Luo..."

Long Jin whispered: "I also want to write a novel, but I don't know how to start."

Hearing this, Luo Ye was slightly stunned.

This was Long Jin's main purpose. After coming to Jiangda, her biggest interest was to get to know the author and communicate with him about his creation.

It's just that she has never taken the initiative before, so she doesn't know how to get to know Luo Ye.

As for whether she is interested in Luo Ye as Shen Qiao said, at least for now, she does not have such thoughts in her mind.

After all, she hadn't met Luo Ye yet, but she just thought the latter was very powerful and was a little curious about him.

In my grandfather's words, at the age when the fallen leaves have returned to their roots, he is already a very outstanding talent who can write such wonderful works.

Perhaps in terms of literary creation, Luo Ye is not as good as Long Jin, but in novel creation, Long Jin and Luo Ye are far different.

This was the reason why Long Jin wanted to meet Luo Ye.

You know, although literary creation sounds noble, in this fast food era, few people are willing to read literary works.

And online novels have become the mainstream of society

But compared to most flow-style novels, an excellent online novel can stand out, which is enough to illustrate the strength of the creator.

Long Jin's level is good, but she has never been exposed to novel writing, so she doesn't know much about these things.

Luo Ye also didn't expect that the granddaughter of the chairman of the Jiangcheng Writers Association would want to write a novel.

"Classmate Long Jin, come with me."

Luo Ye stood up and took Long Jin to the first floor.

After all, the environment on the second floor is not suitable for talking about things.

Luo Ye sat casually at a table by the window on the first floor, and Long Jin sat in front of him and asked curiously: "Senior, how did you write the book "Youth Still Goes On"? ”

"Lovelorn."

Luo Ye said calmly.

After hearing this, Long Jin was stunned, as if she didn't believe her ears. She was a little surprised and said: "What, lost... love?"

"Well, only by experiencing it can I write a story with a stronger sense of immersion."

The beginning of "Youth Still Goes On" tells the story of a high school graduate's lovelorn relationship.

Of course, it's not accurate to say that. After all, it was over before he even fell in love.

Fortunately, his relationship with Tang Enqi was not bound by love. There should have been a more pure friendship between them.

"Do you have any ideas?" Luo Ye asked.

"idea?"

"When writing a novel, you must have a plot outline, right?"

Hearing this, Long Jin showed a serious expression and said, "I also want to write about love."

"Have you ever been in love?"

"No...no."

"Then let me change the question. Do you have anyone you like?"

"Neither... nor."

"Then I don't think you can write it."

Luo Ye glanced at Long Jin.

"Does it mean that in order to write a novel, you must have experienced it before you can write it? But how could those martial arts cultivators have experienced it..."

"Cultivation of immortals and martial arts is actually experienced, but it is just released in an imaginary form."

Luo Ye thought for a moment and said, "For example, why are there so many pretense and slap-in-the-face plots?"

"Because, in reality, many people are suffering from the pressure of life, so this kind of novel can be a way for many people to release their stress."

“Whether it’s fantasy novels or other genres, in the final analysis, the core point is always [human needs].”

"What does this society need? The story you write can become a story that everyone recognizes."

Hearing this, Long Jin lowered his head and thought seriously.

"Youth Still Goes On" is a pure love novel.

Now, in the fast food era, more and more people have failed in love, which also leads to more and more people wanting to find someone who truly likes them.

She seemed to understand something.

"But shouldn't I be able to write whatever I want in a novel? From what the senior said...it seems that I can write whatever everyone wants to read."