Sister, Shut Up!

Power strips, water glasses, notebooks, books on the shelves... Most things are no different from the girls' dormitory.

But in addition, there are things like razors that boys only use, which makes Su Huai porridge a little novel.

"Aren't you very nervous these days?" Su Huai Porridge looked around, turned around and propped herself on the back of the chair, and asked with concern, "It will be on the shelves on Friday."

"Well... a bit." Jiang Miao scratched her head, "It's the first time I have such good grades in the new book period, it feels like a dream."

Now the collection of new books is 3, which is 5 more than the collection of his last old book with more than 80 words.

This is a huge improvement for a street writer.

With that comes the pressure.

Not just grade pressure, but also pressure from himself, and pressure from readers.

Especially now that the collection is increasing rapidly, the number of readers reading the book has surged, and a large number of comments are emerging every day.

It is impossible for a book to please all readers. Among so many reviews, there will always be some bad reviews.

This greatly affected Jiang Miao's mood.

It even affects the speed of the codeword and the quality of the content.

In this regard, in addition to solid basic skills, the psychological endurance of online writers is also an important indicator.

"Relax, you're already very good, okay?" Su Huai Porridge said with relief, "How can you be so exaggerated as a normal freshman? After you put it on the shelves, you will be financially free, right?"

"How can senior sister say so exaggerated." Jiang Miao laughed, "I don't know if I can keep it... I have been revising the outline for the past two days."

"Is there a problem?" Su Huai Porridge was puzzled, and immediately said embarrassedly, "I don't understand it very well. I thought about writing online articles before, but I basically gave up after writing a few hundred words."

"The main problem is probably the sense of expectation."

Jiang Miao sighed.

"It is very difficult for an author who hits the street to survive the first 20-word new book period and get enough recommended places."

"So when newcomers write the beginning, the content must be exciting enough and attractive enough. Otherwise, without the readership of the old writers, and without the website recommendation, you will have nothing."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't choose to let the heroine confess in the movie theater at the beginning, and the hero and heroine of Chapter 2 will be together."

"But the price of being explosive enough in the early stage is that the tension of the subsequent plot will become smaller, which is equivalent to exchanging potential for explosion."

"So my editor felt that my book should not be long, and it should be regarded as a foundation."

Hearing this, Su Huai porridge nodded clearly, "So that's the case, that is to say, you may only be able to write 200 million words later?"

"..." Jiang Miao gnawed on the egg pancake with a helpless expression on her face, "Senior, you think too much. I mean you can't write long, which means you can't even write 100 million words."

"So short?!"

Jiang Miao's face darkened, and he retorted: "So I have been tinkering with the outline for the past few days, trying to write as long as possible, but there is still a lot of lack of expectation in this aspect..."

"Actually, this is also very powerful." Su Huai Porridge quickly changed his words, "If this book can be a high-quality book, then your next book will be guaranteed."

"No one can predict what he will achieve in the next book." Jiang Miao shook his head. "Rather than relying on the next book, I would rather spend more time on this book and try to write it well."

"Yeah! Come on peach jam!" Su Huai porridge couldn't help him in this regard, so he could only encourage him like this, raising his fist to cheer him up.

Hearing the words "peach jam", Jiang Miao's eyelids jumped, and she said, "Sister, this is the dormitory, please be quiet."

"Haha~" Su Huai porridge couldn't help laughing, glanced at the notebook on the desk, and asked curiously, "You usually type here, haven't your roommates noticed?"

"I only come down when there is no one in the dormitory." Jiang Miao explained, "If there are people, I usually write on the bed and buy a bed table."

"Oh~ that's it." Su Huai Porridge remembered, Jiang Miao seemed to have mentioned it to him before, "Then can I take a look?"

"Ah?" Jiang Miao was stunned for a moment.

"Look at your coding equipment." Su Huai Conge was a little excited, got up and walked to the ladder, with one foot already on it, "Is it alright? Just take a look."

"Uh...it's okay..." Jiang Miao recalled for a while, and after confirming that there were no dangerous objects on the bed, it didn't matter if Senior Sister looked at it or not.

So Su Huai Porridge couldn't wait to climb up the ladder, burrowed his head into the curtain of the bed, and looked at the arrangement inside curiously.

The inside is very simple, a mat, a pillow, a quilt, plus a folding table against the wall and a lamp.

A suspended shelf hangs along the edge of the bed, which is used to put some sundries such as plug-in boards and paper towels.

Su Huai porridge was breathing, and the breath of a boy that belonged to Jiang Miao was lingering around her nose, making her cheeks slightly red.

From below, Jiang Miao watched Senior Sister pouting at her bed, feeling a strange feeling in her heart.

The Su Huai porridge above was curious and continued to climb in until only a pair of shoes were exposed, and played with the folding table on Jiang Miao's bed.

But there was nothing strange on Jiang Miao's bed, Su Huai Porridge just looked at it casually and was about to quit.

But at this time.

The key lock on the bedroom door rang.

Hearing this voice, Jiang Miao and Su Huai porridge suddenly changed their expressions slightly.

The ghosts and gods made a mess, Su Huai Porridge didn't get off the bed quickly, but put away his feet, and hid behind Jiang Miao's bed curtain.

Jiang Miao: "???!!!"

and many more!

Sister, don't do anything wrong!

074. One wave is not flat, another wave rises

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075. I think I have to spend the night with my junior

Seeing the bedroom door being pushed open, Jiang Miao panicked in her heart, and the egg cakes in her hands were instantly disgusting.

Turning his head to look at the door, Wang Zinc had already pushed in the door with his schoolbag on his back, and found Jiang Miao standing in the middle of the dormitory looking at him. He was immediately puzzled and looked down at himself.

"What's wrong?" Wang Zinc glanced at his clothes, there were no wrinkles, no stains, and the collar was not crooked.

"No, I played too much on the computer, I just stood up and loosened my bones." Jiang Miao pretended to just look at the door unintentionally, twisted her neck and twisted her waist, and returned to her seat.

While glancing aside to observe Wang Zinc's movements, he quickly took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Senior Sister.

[Miao Miao Xi Yuhuai]: Senior Sister, what are you doing? !Wouldn't it be alright to come down just now?

Although it is rare for a girl to enter a boy's dormitory, senpai.

But Su Huai Porridge is their class assistant, and the leader of his debate team. It makes sense to come over and deliver an egg cake for the celebratory meal.

Just explain it like this, even if Wang Zinc is a little suspicious, it's actually nothing.

But now?

That would be completely different!

If Senior Sister gets off Jiang Miao's bed directly now.

Let's not talk about misunderstandings, Wang Zinc is estimated to be frightened.

[porridge likes to drink porridge]: I'm sorry!

[Porridge likes to drink porridge]: Just now... I was stunned... I shrank my legs subconsciously...

[porridge likes to drink porridge]: Junior...what should I do now?

[Miao Miao Xi Yu Huai]: You stay on top and don't move, wait a moment.

[Miao Miao Xi Yu Huai]: If Wang Zinc comes back at night, he usually cleans up first, and then goes to take a bath.

[Miao Miao Xi Yu Huai]: You wait for him to come down when he takes a bath, and then quickly slip out.

[Porridge likes to drink porridge]: Good!

On Jiang Miao's bed, because Wang Zin came in quickly, Su Huai Porridge didn't dare to move after shrinking her legs, and kept her kneeling position.

Just crawling on Jiang Miao's bed, Su Huai Porridge put her mobile phone on the mat, and communicated and planned secret operations with her younger brother.

She only felt that her heart was beating super fast now, and she was more nervous and exciting than when she was hugged by the junior princess.

If it wasn't for the curtain on Jiang Miao's bed, she wouldn't know what to do.

"Should you advance to the debate competition?" Wang Zinc asked while cleaning.

"Ah."

"Is the score first or second?"

"It should be number one." Jiang Miao thought for a while, they won three games in three games, and No.1 must have qualified.

"That's not bad." Wang Zinc rarely smiled, and a smile appeared on his white face, which should be quite lethal to girls. "Our team is also the first, so we can meet in the final."

"Cough... I won't necessarily be on the stage." Jiang Miao sneered, glanced at the bed from time to time, and really had no desire to chat.

But he had to talk to Wang Zinc again, so as to distract his attention, lest the senior sister on the bed be found.

I don't know why, Jiang Miao always has a feeling of being halfway through an affair and being barged in halfway through the room.

Nervous and frustrated.

"Are you not going to one game?" Wang Zinc wondered, "I thought there would be at least one game."

"You have a good relationship with Sister Su, right? She won't let you play?"

"You two quarreled?"

Jiang Miao: "...No, Old Wang, your brain circuit is jumping too fast."

Wang Zinc wasn't very interested in other people's housework, so he just kept on cleaning.

After finishing the dormitory, Wang Zinc packed up and changed his clothes on the balcony, ready to take a shower.

As a result, just as he was about to enter the bathroom, Su Huai Porridge was a little tired from kneeling on Jiang Miao's bed, so he moved his knees a little.

So the next moment, Wang Zin heard a creaking sound from the bed on Jiang Miao's side.