Sister, Shut Up!

But Ding Ning didn't know about it, so he shared it with his seniors enthusiastically, and shared the phone interface with Zhao Lu: "Senior, this book is very good! Sister Qi also likes to read it!"

Qi Lianyue: "..."

Jiang Miao: "???"

Su Huai Congee: "Hahaha~"

"I'll create a group chat for the freshman debate team." Zhao Lu smirked, and pulled everyone here into the group, "Ding Ning, send me a link, and I'll take a look too."

Qi Lianyue was impatient, but couldn't find a reason to stop her.

Jiang Miao wanted to stop him, but was stared back by Su Huai porridge with a smile on his face.

As a result, Peach Jam's prestige spread again in a small area, eroding from Ding Ning's circle of girls to the circle of seniors headed by Zhao Lu...

If the pseudonym is accidentally exposed in the future... Jiang Miao gasped.

If this kind of thing really happened, then he could prepare to travel to another world.

……

At 01:30 in the afternoon, the students who came for the interview arrived one after another.

Wang Xin came alone.

When he arrived, he drew a debate topic and nodded to his opponent.

The opponent classmate obviously remembered this terrible four debater named Wang Xin, and nodded with an ugly face, a little bit like crying.

After Wang Zi got the topic of the debate, he found a seat in the corner and sat down, thinking about the arguments quietly.

Later, Song Huanhuan and Sun Yumeng also arrived.

Sun Yumeng caught sight of Wang Xin in the corner at a glance, snorted, dragged Song Huanhuan to the debate topic, and found the seat farthest from Wang Zi to sit down.

Song Huanhuan looked at Wang Xin several times, hesitant to speak, but she held back.

Jiang Miao discovered these details, and the curiosity in his heart was hooked out.

I don't know what happened to these two.

It was clear that the two of them were still together before, why did it change after two days?

But now is clearly not the time to explore this.

Su Huai porridge and the three judges interviewed, and the classmates were preparing for the debate. Jiang Miao had nothing to do and was not easy to disturb, so he could only take out his mobile phone and read the novel.

"My Wife Comes from 800 Years Ago" is over, and it is not surprising that it has less than 100 million words.

"Dongying Girlfriend Lives in My House" is the same, not to mention a million words, not even 80 words.

The circle of book friends is full of resentment.

Seeing this, Jiang Miao was full of confidence.

It can't be compared with those big novels of fantasy fairy tales, but at least he is more than enough than the next, right?

Even if it is called a short daily essay, at least he will not be shorter than these two guys.

No matter what, you have to write a million words before you say it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Miao happily clicked on "My Wife Comes from 800 Years Ago", planning to slaughter the book that she had raised for more than a month, and collect materials by the way.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when Su Huai Porridge patted him on the shoulder to remind him.

At this point the interview is over.

All the students who made an appointment to come to the interview have all been interviewed.

Jiang Miao glanced at the list in Zhao Lu's hand. Including Jiang Miao himself, there were only 13 people.

Well... with this number of people, it is impossible to deliberately eliminate people.

Most of you have participated in other departments, and the following Fenghua Cup will also have a debate topic every week, so it is impossible for everyone to be free.

And for a debate topic, two teams need to be organized, one is the team that officially competes, and the other is the team that assists in the mock debate.

That takes eight people.

If there were fewer people, even normal team formation would be a problem.

"Everyone join the group, let's come here first today." Zhao Lu said, "Next week is the Fenghua Cup, let's find a time to gather again on the weekend."

Although several of the students here have been teammates with each other, most of them are not familiar with each other.

After the captain of the debate team spoke, everyone went their separate ways.

Jiang Miao followed Su Huai porridge out of the college building, rode on the little sheep, and walked towards the Youth Association's office with her arms around her senior sister's slender waist.

After arriving at the office, the freshman who was working took a look at Jiang Miao, and he was no longer surprised.

Although Jiang Miao did not join the Propaganda Department of the Youth Association, the legend of Jiang Miao was circulated in the Propaganda Department of the Youth Association.

Ever since the news spread that Senior Sister Su Huai Porridge and Jiang Miao were a couple, everyone gossiped and chatted, and gradually pieced together the whole process of their love.

After all, when the military training started in the freshman year, Su Huai Porridge was the class assistant of Accounting Class 2, and deliberately put Jiang Miao, who was not feeling well, into the political work group.

The two obviously got married at that time.

Because of the relationship between the class assistant and the freshmen, they got acquainted because of the relationship between the political work team, and because of the debate team, they fell in love for a long time.

There is no more perfect script than this.

It's just that none of the students here could have imagined that the gentle and perfect senior sister Su in their eyes is actually an illustrator who likes to draw pictures behind her back.

"Code word obediently." Su Huai porridge pushed Jiang Miao onto the seat, and thoughtfully helped him turn on the computer, click on the code word software, and said with a smile, "It's past three o'clock, 4000 characters before dinner, no problem, right?" ?”

Jiang Miao: "..."

He said is there a problem?

Obviously not.

Then you can only accept the fate of being squeezed dry.

"Ugh……"

Jiang Miao sighed, only feeling that her future life would be gloomy.

So he took out his mobile phone, opened the beep station from an angle that his senior sister couldn't see, clicked on the latest video of [Congee Congee Workshop], and commented below.

[Congee porridge's licking dog]: It's been so long, why haven't you posted a new video? !Hurry up! ! !

After the revenge was over, Jiang Miao leaned back on the chair with a little comfort, touched the keyboard that belonged to the senior with both hands, and pressed on it.

……

For the takeaway for dinner, Su Huai Porridge kept watching Jiang Miao's code words closely, allowing him to successfully complete the 5000-character task before dinner.

During the period, she also dealt with some matters of the Propaganda Department. After finishing it, she took the time to check her Bizhan account.

As a result, she saw the comment of [Congee Porridge's Licking Dog], which immediately made her spit in disgust.

It wasn't that the reminder of the comments made her feel disgusted, but that the other party's nickname made her feel a little uncomfortable.

I thought that this person is really shameless, she has never shown her face or made a sound in the video, but she is willing to be her licking dog.

I don't know which tendon is locked.

What if there is a big man who picks his feet behind [Congee Congee Workshop]?

And she doesn't think the video of her account with dozens of fans is attractive enough to make people willing to change her nickname to this.

It's amazing to think about it.

It's a pity that I can't share it with my junior, otherwise I really want to see the jealous expression of my junior.

Thinking of this, Su Huai Porridge couldn't help laughing.

"I'm going to class." After dinner, seeing that the time was approaching 06:30, Su Huai Porridge had no choice but to get up and bid farewell to Jiang Miao, "Come pick you up at nine o'clock later."

"Ah."

Jiang Miao nodded, and coded seriously, expressing that he would definitely not fish.

So Su Huai porridge lowered his head and kissed him on the face, "Peach sauce is so good~ I reward you~"

Jiang Miao blinked, looked at Senior Sister, pointed to her lips: "Sister Senior, can I go here?"

"Hmph." Su Huai porridge gave him a blank look, but before turning around to leave, she turned her head and winked at him, "If you can improve day by day, it's not impossible."

hiss……

If the senior sister said so, Jiang Miao would not be sleepy all of a sudden.

Watching the slim back of the senior sister disappearing at the door, Jiang Miao suddenly felt burning, and started typing with the keyboard.

……

Codewords require passion.

Especially when the amount of code words per day has exceeded the 4000 words required by the perfect attendance award.

After writing 4000 words, many authors basically have no motivation to continue coding.

There are also big bosses who rely on more points, three or four leave slips every month, and the right to vacation.

As for some guys who don't watch full attendance and are crazy every day, let's rule it out first, and don't discuss it for now.

And for the author, the most passionate stage of writing a book is when writing the outline.

Next is the new book period.

After the release, the results are settled. Compared with the intensity of recommendation PK every week in the new book issue, the release period is quite boring.

In addition, the plot of the new book issue is the most familiar and favorite, and the follow-up plot may only have a general idea, and the outline and detailed outline have to be worked out slowly, which makes people feel unmotivated.

So at this time, some external stimulation is needed.

For example, readers' praise;

For example, the big boss's reward;

Another example is the girlfriend's reward.

The latter is the prerogative of lovers.

So, when nine o'clock came, Jiang Miao updated another 6000 words.