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When Xiao Shen finished writing, Yi Wuzhi heard about the situation and clamored to read it.He wants to see what kind of novels people like Xiao Shen can write.

But Xiao Shen felt that Yi Wuzhi was too vulgar, and was afraid that he would tarnish his sacred debut novel.

So after careful consideration and thousands of choices, Xiao Shen handed the book to Chen Qingjuan who was waiting eagerly on the other side.

Chen Qingjuan has never been interested in the bloody novels circulating in the Beicheng mine, but for Yi Wuzhi's sake, he never complained.

"Shenshen, why didn't you show it to me? I have read a lot of books, I have a lot of knowledge, and I have great taste." Yi Wuzhi shouted dissatisfied.

Xiao took a deep look at him, and there was deep distrust in this look.

The word "taste" in Yi Wuzhi's sentence just now is thought-provoking.

God knows what the hell has eaten Yi Wuzhi's taste.

After Chen Qingjuan forgot to sleep and eat, it took him about two days to finish the book. He cried so hard that he threw himself down beside Xiao Shen.

At that moment, thousands of possibilities flashed through Xiao Shen's mind.

He's going to murder me?Not too possible.

He thinks I look like one of his relatives?If it was like that, he should have said it a long time ago, and this may also be eliminated.

After screening them one by one, Xiao Shen decided on an answer.

This is the legendary throwing arms and hugs! ! !

Xiao Shen waved his hands in astonishment, and refused, "No, no, I don't like your words."

Chen Qingjuan cried and said, "Xiao Shen, your writing is so touching."

Xiao Shen heaved a sigh of relief, it turned out that he just thought his novel was too good-looking.Really, it's too exciting to jump over suddenly.

"What are you talking about?" Yi Wuzhi stared at the stack of papers in Chen Qingjun's hand in a daze, and snatched them curiously, wanting to see the truth, "I want to take a look. What kind of novel should I publish?"

Yi Wuzhi said it very casually, after all he is also a master at reading.But I didn't expect to see it this way, it would be a long three days and three nights.

On this day, everyone finished their eight-hour work.

Before he had time to complain about being too tired at work, Yi Wuzhi couldn't wait to take out the novel under his pillow and continue reading, no matter how the people around him spoke, he didn't listen to it.

All I can think about is this novel.

It was already late at night when he finished reading, Yi Wuzhi threw the finished manuscript aside and cried loudly, tears streaming down his face.

The tense nerves were completely relaxed at this moment, and the sound of crying filled the entire dormitory.Those who hear it are sad and those who hear it cry.

"Who is crying and howling?!" Zhao Xuli was awakened by the crying.

The rest of the people also woke up one after another. Chen Qingjun touched the glasses next to the pillow and put them on, "This time it's not Xiao Yi who is crying again, is it?"

Xiao Shen rubbed his eyes, seemingly calm, but his heart was so irritable that he wanted to get angry.

Who knows that Yi Wuzhi jumped out of bed, ran to Xiao Shen's bedside, and threw himself on him, "Shen Shen, your writing is touching too!"

In the dark night and the scene, Xiao Shen yawned and said with emotion: "You have tasted it once."

Zhao Xuli, who was not very curious, was also aroused by them, "What is written in this novel?"

After finally calming down, Chen Qingjuan couldn't help but shook his head again, "Only by reading it yourself can you appreciate the philosophy contained in this novel."

So, Zhao Xuli also started to read this novel.

It took him four whole days to read the novel inside and out.

God!

How can there be such a touching novel in the world!

In this novel, Xiao Shen used the No. 1 method to describe the family of three who were originally happy and were ruined because of rumors.

At the end of the story, the male lead was disturbed by the rumors and had a car accident on the way to work, while the female lead forgot to turn off the gas stove because of her grief. When someone discovered the next day, the female lead and her child both died of poisoning.

At the end, all three members of the family died, and only the kitten in the family survived.The kitten didn't seem to know that all its owners were dead, but just wondered where its owner had gone, so it wandered around that house all year round, just waiting for its owner to appear one day.

"Shen Shen, you wrote too cruelly, why are they all dead!" Zhao Xuli wiped his tears and returned the manuscript paper to Xiao Shen.

Xiao Shen took the manuscript paper and said with a smile, "Isn't there still a cat alive?"

Chen Qingjuan asked curiously: "What name do you want to name your novel?"

After thinking about it, Xiao Shen casually said, "Let's call it a secret."

Yi Wuzhi, who was about to fall asleep, was shocked again, woke up from a half-dream and half-awake state, and asked, "Shen Shen, do you want to contribute?"

Xiao Shen nodded: "Yes, otherwise why would I write it out."

Yi Wuzhi smirked, raised his hand and said, "Leave it to me, I have a way."

Xiao Shen gestured "Ok" to him, showing a trusting smile, "Okay."

Yi Wuzhi acted resolutely, and quickly sorted out Xiao Shen's manuscript, and asked Mr. Shouwei to hand it over to Beicheng Publishing House.

North City Publishing House will soon publish this novel.

To Xiao Shen's surprise, the influence of this novel in Beicheng Mine was greater than he imagined.

Because, Yu Ci bought five hundred novels in one go, and asked Zhao Yi and Zhao Er to stand at the entrance of the cafeteria with the books in their arms, and each time someone came in, they would give out a copy.

So in the beautiful cafeteria, there was a burst of crying.

Xiao Shen bit the goose in his mouth, listened to the wailing in his ears, and raised his head ready to smile at Yu times.

But unexpectedly, when she looked up, she saw Yu Ci crying while reading the novel.

Xiao Shen:? ? ?

You who should be different, why did you cry like this group of ordinary people? ! !

It must be because you love me so much.

Blame me, blame me, handsome, smart, and full of talent.