Zhen Yu stood up and intended to let go of Han Mingyue’s hand imdiately, but he held it firmly. Han Mingyue frowned at the tint of green appearing in the snow and said in a deep voice, "You just stepped on so glass shards! Hold onto tightly! Be careful not to fall again."
Upon hearing this, Zhen Yu looked at him and followed his gaze to the fragnts of beer bottles on the platform, silently nodding her head.
And so, holding hands, they walked all the way to the Xinhua Bookstore. In the heavy snow, the place was truly deserted.
Upon entering, they saw a laid-back clerk sitting behind the counter at the entrance, listlessly scribbling with a pen on the desk.
After they brushed the snow off of each other, Han Mingyue went ahead into the store, while Zhen Yu stood at the entrance to remove her layers one by one.
"Huh?" Han Mingyue’s voice ca from the nearby bookshelves, "Xiao Yu, co check out this new book!"
"Coming." Zhen Yu replied indifferently and walked over.
"I feel like I’ve seen this pen na sowhere before!" Han Mingyue said as he handed a book to Zhen Yu.
With just one glance, a stream of thoughts ran through Zhen Yu’s mind.
"Oh my god! ’Three Gates’! Did Old Han make his debut out of thin air?"
"It seems it wasn’t published so early in my previous life! I rember it was in the 2000s..."
"Holy crap! Wait a minute! The pen na is Long Aotian??"
"That’s not just familiar, I’ve copied an essay using that na and won a first prize for it!"
While silently cursing, Zhen Yu flipped through the book. In her previous life, she had read Old Han’s book, but only casually; she couldn’t have morized every single word.
Therefore, she couldn’t tell whether Long Aotian had copied the entire book word for word, but from the Chapters and the nas of the characters in the book, it was more or less the sa.
—
"How is it? I read the beginning and it seems quite good," Han Mingyue asked.
"Of course, it’s good!" Zhen Yu said with a laugh: "This ’Long Aotian’ participated in the writing contest with you. Rember the essay ’Death of Red Rabbit’?"
"Oh!" Han Mingyue realized and exclaid, "It’s him! So impressive! He has already published a book!"
"Sigh..." Zhen Yu covered her face with one hand, feeling that Han Mingyue’s tone had a hint of admiration. Why did his impression of Long Aotian deepen when she ntioned the writing contest? This was not a good sign!
She needed to think carefully about how to persuade Han Mingyue later. Such a plagiarist is not worthy of his admiration. What if they all beco great authors in the future...
No! She must first distract him! With that thought, Zhen Yu lowered her head and began searching for other books.
You never know what you’ll find until you look—a glance, and she was startled! Right next to ’Three Gates’, was ’To Our Pure Little Beauty’!
Zhen Yu’s eyes went from the book title to the author’s na.
Feng Jiu! Another ’acquaintance’! Zhen Yu shook her head helplessly, but still picked up the book imdiately.
Handing the book to Han Mingyue, she said, "Placing these two books together seems like a good choice, doesn’t it? Do you want to check this one out?"
"Mm." Han Mingyue reached for it and started to flip through, while Zhen Yu stood by quietly waiting.
About five minutes later, seeing him still engrossed in the book, she had no choice but to speak up, "Han Mingyue!"
"Ah?" Startled, Han Mingyue looked up and saw Zhen Yu, then breathed a sigh of relief.
"If you like it, buy it and take it ho to read."
Han Mingyue smiled and nodded, taking both books in his hands and said with a raised eyebrow, "Let’s check out the other side."
"Okay."
—
Whenever Han Mingyue saw a book with a title he liked, he would pick it up and stand still, flipping through a few pages.
Zhen Yu always walked beside him with her head down, her gaze lowered, deeply mulling over her thoughts.
In this life, she already knew that there were more reborn individuals than just the two copying books in front of her! Including the prematurely released TV series...
People like her had already turned this world into a sieve.
Everyone was changing the world, so many butterfly wings flapping together, it’s doubtful that anyone would dare call themselves a Prophet!
When prophets no longer had the golden touch, when the world gradually moved towards a completely different future, what she needed to do was to try even harder!
As an inconspicuous person among the reborn masses, she had no power to shake the heavens and the earth, to beco renowned for all ti. She didn’t aspire to be a hero of the era, or so kind of superstar!
What she wanted was simply a plain and simple happiness. But that didn’t an she was willing to sink back into diocrity or to fritter her life away without achieving anything!
Zhen Yu let out a light sigh. It seed she had to make full use of the learning system as soon as possible!
She must carve out her own dazzling path in this fantastic world of rebirth!
Everyone was reborn, and she didn’t want to be outclassed...
At this mont, she greatly missed the Internet era!
The sadness of being unable to go online was that the world changed too fast! And she couldn’t keep up-to-date with the alterations ’they’ had made to this world...
"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu?"
Han Mingyue’s voice entered her ears, and Zhen Yu snapped back from her contemplation.
Looking up with a light smile, "Have you decided?"
"Yep, shall we go?"
"Sure."
The two of them walked out of the bookstore, one after the other. After walking in silence for a while, Han Mingyue suddenly asked, "Xiao Yu, are you preoccupied?"
Zhen Yu turned to look, and without realizing it, the boy beside her had grown a head taller than her.
Today he bought several books, all with the money he earned from his writing fees! Counting it up, he had published more than ten articles in various magazines and periodicals.
Maybe it was ti to talk to him about the future.
"Han Mingyue, do you have any plans regarding writing?"
The boy fell silent for a mont, "No long-term plans, but short-term wise, I’ll continue to write and see how it goes, as you suggested!"
Zhen Yu thought for a mont, and decided to first gauge his opinion about Long Aotian’s book publishing.
"What do you think of this Long Aotian?"
"Well, he seems like soone who reads a lot and has diverse tastes in books! But he’s not a bookworm, I think he’s probably quite haughty and arrogant, right? If he’s from an intellectual family, then he must be rebellious."
"Do you envy him for being published? Or do you admire him?"
In front of girls, especially the ones he fancied, how could Han Mingyue admit that he was inferior to soone else?
"I neither envy nor admire him!"
"How do you feel about publishing books? Do you want to publish your own?"
"...I haven’t thought that far because I can’t do it right now," Han Mingyue said candidly.
"Just because you can’t do it now doesn’t an you won’t be able to in the future! The most important thing in life is to look forward! And what’s completely unnecessary is to sell yourself short!"
As Zhen Yu said this, she suddenly teased him a bit, turned her head and winked her left eye at Han Mingyue, "Go for it! I believe in you!"
Han Mingyue: "..."
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