Jiang Miao couldn’t describe how he felt at this mont.
When he was writing in the Political Work Group and Senior Sister discovered his Peach Jam identity, he had already suffered social death.
But at least she was his reader and enjoyed various romance stories. So she understood that while there weren’t many authors who wrote this kind of fiction, they did exist.
In fact, there were many people who wrote even more risqué content.
It was just that it was indeed genuinely embarrassing to be discovered in reality.
However, since it was his reader who discovered it, he had actually felt fine after calming down and thinking it through.
So even though Senior Sister had made him suffer social death, Jiang Miao had managed to adjust quickly.
Moreover, later on, as a loyal reader, Senior Sister was actually willing to pretend to be his girlfriend to help him get material for his writing.
It could only be said that this wave of social death was quite wonderful.
However, now, Jiang Miao knew that Senior Sister was interested in him and had feelings for him, so she had pretended to help him gather material but had actually been fishing, waiting for him to take the bait and confess.
Thinking about it this way, it wasn’t Jiang Miao who suffered social death. It was Senior Sister.
Otherwise, Su Huaizhou wouldn’t have transford into a completely different person in front of him after socially dying to the extre and beco too ashad to face him.
But now, his roommate Chen Haoshang had discovered his novel!
He had completely forgotten that on that night around nine, feeling frustrated with his writing, he had found Senior Sister, and the two of them had taken a ride on a scooter for so fresh air.
It turned out that he didn’t turn off his laptop when he went out!
He must have just closed it, putting it into sleep mode.
And because his charging cable was always plugged in, it remained powered on. When Chen Haoshang opened it, he saw both Jiang Miao’s writing software and outline software.
Jiang Miao liked to have both programs open when writing. On the left was the writing interface, and on the right was the outline interface, making it convenient to reference his outline while writing.
The writing interface displayed the chapter list and the book title on the left, while the outline software clearly showed the title at the top…
In other words, all the key details were there.
Still, Jiang Miao wanted to salvage the situation.
[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: I’m actually just helping the author with so fanfiction.
[No Tears in the Wind]: But I saw your author’s dashboard. After closing the two programs, underneath was the dashboard page.
Jiang Miao: “… Fuck!”
He had been stripped clean!
[No Tears in the Wind]: Sorry, it’s my fault. If you don’t want anyone to know you’re writing a novel, I won’t say a word.
Jiang Miao stared at Chen Haoshang’s ssage, torn between wanting to cry and feeling relieved.
If he wrote so fantasy novel, he wouldn’t have cared so much about his roommates finding out.
But his novel was called My Girlfriend Is a Content Creator, and his pen na was Peach Jam.
How could he let his roommates know about this?!
Thankfully, the first to find out was Chen Haoshang and not Xun Liang. Otherwise, Jiang Miao would seriously consider dropping out of school.
[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: Thanks… Please keep it a secret for .
[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: And whatever you do, don’t read my novel! It’s definitely not your cup of tea!
[No Tears in the Wind]: From the title, it sounds like romance?
[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: Yeah…
[No Tears in the Wind]: Then I’m really not interested. I don’t really have much ti to read novels anyway.
Seeing this reply, Jiang Miao imdiately heaved a sigh of relief.
[No Tears in the Wind]: But I did a quick search, and it seems pretty popular? It says over a thousand people have looked it up.
Jiang Miao: “?”
Wait, what? When did Xidian add such a feature?
[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: Um… where did you search?
[No Tears in the Wind]: On Yousi Browser.
Jiang Miao: “…”
That’s definitely a pirated version, isn’t it???
[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: The stuff you find through the browser is all pirated… You need to download the Xidian Reading app or use the Xidian website to get the official version.
[No Tears in the Wind]: Oh, I’ll download it then.
[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: Don’t!
[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: If you’re not planning on reading it, no need to download it and take up space.
Jiang Miao was already drenched in cold sweat, afraid that Chen Haoshang would go to Xidian and post sothing in the comnts that would cause his social death
For example, if his readers saw a comnt like ‘supporting my roommate’, it would spread like wildfire across various reader groups.
Although Chen Haoshang probably wouldn’t do this, it was better to play it safe.
[No Tears in the Wind]: Alright, I’m off to play gas.
[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: Okay, bye.
After putting down his phone, Jiang Miao sighed and rubbed his face, feeling he could no longer return to the dorm room.
Thinking of the awkward looks Chen Haoshang might give him when he returned to the room, he felt a shiver run down his spine.
Too terrifying.
Fortunately, Chen Haoshang didn’t read his novel. So far, he only knew the title and his pen na, and the spicy content hadn’t been exposed.
He could only pray that his dear roommate wouldn’t taint his pure heart because of a mont of curiosity.
Thinking of this, Jiang Miao sighed once more. Forget it. What’s done is done. I should take a shower and calm down.
He headed to the bathroom to shower. While undressing, he realized he hadn’t changed his clothes in two days.
After all, he couldn’t have predicted that a casual nightti ride would result in missing the dorm curfew.
He had even less expected that Senior Sister would trick him into coming to her condo, where he ended up staying for two days.
Previously, he only thought he would stay for one night and wouldn’t need a change of clothes.
But after three days, he felt uncomfortable without fresh clothes to change into.
With this thought, Jiang Miao finished his shower, put on the bathrobe, and went to Senior Sister’s bedroom. He lightly knocked on the door and then pressed the handle.
He pushed open the door and looked inside. Senior Sister was drawing again.
This ti, it seed to be another scene of two people embracing, but the background had changed. It looked like it was in the bedroom?
Before Jiang Miao could get a clear view, Su Huaizhou had already noticed the intruder in her room. She imdiately covered her laptop to prevent him from peeping.
He noticed that she had already showered and was wearing the white bathrobe. As she sat on her chair, the bathrobe’s hem naturally pulled up to her knees, revealing her fair and slender calves.
“What are you doing here?” Su Huaizhou turned to face him, her expression vigilant as she questioned him.
“I’ve completed the task you assigned .” Jiang Miao sat on the bed beside Senior Sister and reached out to grab her hand.
Although she looked vigilant, she showed no intention of resisting. Her small hand was easily caught in Junior Brother’s palm.
“Here to gather material again?” Su Huaizhou curled her lips.
“No, I’m here to find my girlfriend,” Jiang Miao said thick-skinnedly while stroking the smooth back of her hand.
“Get lost! Who’s your girlfriend?” She struggled and retorted stubbornly. “If it’s not for material, you’re not allowed to touch !”
“Okay, okay, okay!” He had no way to deal with her. Seeing that she was genuinely trying to pull her hand back, he could only pretend to be sincere and say, “That’s it’s for material.”
“That’s… that’s more like it,” Su Huaizhou murmured as she got up from her chair and moved to sit on the bed to Junior Brother’s right.
She eagerly rested her head on his shoulder and clenched her hands tightly, but her words remained contradictory. “Then hurry up. Get your material and go to bed.”
“Ahem… Senior Sister, can I gather material while sleeping?” Jiang Miao asked shyly. “Your bed is pretty big…”
“Get lost! You pervert!”
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