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Chapter 5: Light Heart and Light Blue
This girl had a very miserable past. Before she was in the first year of high school, she was very beautiful. Her father was the owner of a brick factory and her family was very rich. But in her second year of high school, her father went to a casino with others and lost everything. Not only did he lose all his savings and shares in the brick factory, he also owed 1.3 million in horse racing money.

Later, after selling his house, car, furniture, jewelry, etc. and collecting 1.3 million to pay off his debts, he was left penniless. His father had to work at a construction site and his mother had to work as a nanny.

She herself was devastated by the ups and downs of her family and the kidnapping by a loan shark. She was unable to recover and her academic performance plummeted. She was also cut on her face in revenge, leaving a horrible scar.

After that, Zhang Wufeng had almost no contact with her. The reason he had her number was that she added Zhang Wufeng herself in the class group.

"Are you having any difficulties? I work in an electronic product factory. I started working last month. I didn't get paid until the 15th of this month. I sent the money back home to my brother for school. But I borrowed 2000 yuan from a few fellow villagers. Give me your account number and I will transfer the money to you through online banking. If it's not enough, please wait a little longer. It's almost 10 o'clock in the evening and no one is around. If I help you borrow again, you may have to wait a little longer. I'm afraid you'll be in a bad mood and log off, so I came to talk to you first."

Over there, Danxin Qianlan sent a message quickly.

After a slight pause, Zhang Wufeng suddenly smiled. This feeling could perhaps only be understood by being in the situation.

"Haha, actually, I'm only short of about 500 yuan, which is just for travel expenses. I plan to go out and find something to do and relax at the same time." Zhang Wufeng gave a cute smile and said without hiding anything.

"You, think positively, you are actually very good, don't doubt yourself. If she gives up on you, she will definitely regret it!"

Soon, there was another reply.

"You know all this?" Zhang Wufeng asked curiously.

"Well, Yang Xiaolan said in the group that Han Wen was just chatting with her in the group. Now basically everyone in the group knows about your borrowing money."

Danxin Qianlan seemed to hesitate for a moment, then sent this message.

"Thank you. I have a lot of groups, author groups, reader groups, all of which I joined just to get recommendation votes. Now all group messages are blocked, so I didn't see it. But it doesn't matter. After all, no one can guarantee that they will always be at the top or the bottom, right?" Zhang Wufeng said with a smile. At this moment, he really had no pressure. It was fine to be despised at this moment. He could see clearly what it meant to help someone in need and to kick them when they were down. It was just right!
"Indeed. Send me your account number and take all 2000. Although I'm poor, my sisters are all real people, and I rarely spend money. I can pay them back next month. It's okay. You will always spend money outside, and seeing that you spend lavishly, it will be very uncomfortable for you to be short of money suddenly."

Danxin Qianlan sent very gentle words again.

This feeling, without any deception at all, made Zhang Wufeng feel very warm.

After opening the third eye, there was no bulge between his eyebrows, and no eyes appeared there. Everything was the same as usual, but Zhang Wufeng's senses became extremely sensitive. From this chat conversation, the other party's tone, etc., Zhang Wufeng could easily judge the truthfulness of the other party's words, as well as the other party's state of mind, so he was very arbitrary and directly deleted his friends and severed relations with those people.

This time, Zhang Wufeng felt somewhat touched by the mood and attitude between the lines of the other party's words.

Because words that incorporate moods are emotional, and that kind of emotion can be understood but not expressed in words, and it can truly be understood.

In this feeling, Zhang Wufeng understood that the other party admitted that he had no money and borrowed the money not to seek credit or to show his selflessness, but simply because he didn't want to deceive or lie! He didn't want to lie to a boy he admired and had a good impression of in his memory, that's all!

Zhang Wufeng could fully understand this feeling.

At that moment, he smiled calmly, thinking of the originally quiet girl who liked to wear white dresses, and the girl who became taciturn, thin, ugly and self-deprecating because of the twists and turns of fate...

"Well, give me your account number first, and then I'll give it to you." Zhang Wufeng smiled and sent the message.

"You, well, okay, my account is with Commercial Bank, my name is Su Ru, account number is 9558... Can you tell me your number?"

"Okay, my account is also with Commercial Bank of China, my name is Zhang Wufeng, and my number is 9558..."

"Okay, wait a minute, the money will be credited to your account soon." On the other side, Su Ru sent the message happily. This kind of generosity was so similar to Zhang Wufeng himself back then.

"Well, I will have money on the 15th of this month, and I will definitely pay you back then." Zhang Wufeng sent a cute expression and added this sentence.

"Don't be so polite, really. We have been in the same grade and class from the first year of junior high school to the second year of high school. We can be considered old classmates. Why should we be so formal?" Su Ru also sent a cute blushing emoticon and added this sentence at the end.

"Where do you work now?" Zhang Wufeng asked tentatively.

"I work in an electronics factory. I'm so ugly that most companies won't hire me because of my image problem, so I can only work in a factory. But I'm not dissatisfied as I can work every day. Life is probably like this. Thinking back on many of my childhood dreams now, they are just like illusions and bubbles, beautiful but easily broken." Su Ru's words are always filled with helpless pain and sadness.

"It will be fine. Don't think too much. At least, your father used to be addicted to gambling, but now he can work hard without smoking or playing cards. This is a change. Although the quality of life has declined, a family is warmer, isn't it?"

"You're right. If it weren't for this, I think it would be hard for me to stick to it... Let's not talk about this. Great writer, why did you stop writing "The God of Destiny"? After the Ziwei Saint who saved the doomsday was resurrected in the Holy Demon Continent, he brought the beautiful and lovely Xia Xiaoyan with him. Isn't he preparing to make a rare ring equipment for her? I'm looking forward to you giving her a ring."

"Well, let's stop for now and prepare to write a new "Castle in the Sky". Haha, I thought you wouldn't like this kind of novel." Zhang Wufeng added a grinning expression after this sentence.

"Actually, I don't think so. This kind of unconstrained thinking and grand imagination are very likable. Although most novels will write about one man and multiple women, this is more in line with reality. Haven't you seen those high-ranking officials have mistresses? As for the educational consequences for people, this is not lacking. Confucius said that one of the three people walking together can be my teacher. No matter how bad a novel is, it has a certain experience and world view. When you read a lot of such novels, your knowledge will naturally not be too bad. This is not much different from the novels of the older generation who only know how to write about how hard it was to go to the countryside and how difficult it was to eat tree bark and grass roots. It's just that the level of writing and the uneven quality of the works have led to these differences. The same is martial arts, and Jin Yong's Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils can be included in textbooks; the same is immortal, and Journey to the West can also be one of the four great classics. As long as the writer has profound skills, there is no point in criticizing the subject matter of the work itself!"

Su Ru expressed her own opinion, which shocked Zhang Wufeng.

"Haha, what you said does make sense. In fact, that's what I think!"

Zhang Wufeng smiled and sent a grinning expression to show his laughter.

"Well, it's done. You can check it out. Be happy. Although many friends didn't help you, this is how the world is. When others help you, it's a favor. When they don't help you, it's their duty. In this world, you may not necessarily get something in return if you give. You understand these principles better than me. So, keep working hard. I believe you will stand up soon and let those who despise and abuse you in the group understand how short-sighted they are.

Also, even if you read the messages in the group, don’t be angry. Have a good rest and start facing a new life tomorrow!

I'm logging off. Bye. Don't reply to me. I have to work overtime during this period and can't go online. "

A moment after these words were transmitted, Danxin Qianlan's avatar had gone dark.

Zhang Wufeng exhaled lightly, lit a cigarette again, took a puff, raised his hand to close the dialog box, and then directly dragged the classmate group 'Danxin Qianlan' into the 'Friends' group.

After a period of chatting, Zhang Wufeng started to delete people. When he could no longer delete people, he opened the junior high school and high school classmates groups.

After looking at Huang Yuansheng who was boasting about his low monthly income of only 1, he sneered.

"A monthly income of 18,000? That's the income from your family's store, right? When your mom was settling accounts with your dad the other day, she said that at the best time, the monthly income was only 8,000? When did it reach 18,000? Even if it's 18,000, is it considered your own income? Besides, you own a house and a car? You have the nerve to brag about it in the group? Isn't it just a second-hand Santana that your uncle doesn't want? The so-called house is just a two-room, two-story house in town with decent decoration. It's worth no more than 100,000, so it's considered a house, right?

You are so rich, why haven't you paid back a penny of the 8,500 you borrowed from me?
You, the fuck, you only know how to eat, drink, whore and gamble all day long, and you also have a monthly income of 18,000? Even a gigolo can't make that much!"

Zhang Wufeng snorted coldly, too lazy to continue looking at the group chat information, and simply quit all the groups. Then he deleted a few friends but was unable to delete any more. After that, he simply turned off YO.

After finishing the cigarette, Zhang Wufeng thought for a while, then opened YO again, and then contacted his editor Hongcha, and sent the 20,000-word manuscript of "Castle in the Sky" for review. Then, while thinking, he searched the Internet for relevant information about the pineal gland (the third eye).

After some searching, I didn't find any results. But when I opened the Qidian website, I saw a novel called "God and Demon Breeding Farm", which tells the story of killing monsters and mutations. My eyes suddenly lit up.

In the past ten days, Zhang Wufeng tried many methods, such as practicing, dripping blood onto the forehead, eating plant and tree roots, or killing mosquitoes and ants, but there was no change. However, the image transmitted by the crystal space was real and detailed, and it was not a hoax.

This made Zhang Wufeng very confused. He knew that as long as he could crack this method of devouring, he would become a truly powerful man!
Although the crystal will have more halos after evolution, and it is unknown what abilities it will have, Zhang Wufeng believes that this evolution will definitely develop in a good direction! Absolutely!

"Beep beep-"

Suddenly, the sound of YO message came, and a handsome guy's avatar was flashing in the lower right corner of the computer.

"Well, I've read the manuscript. The subject matter and conception this time are refreshing and new, very good! Your progress is quite obvious, you should keep it up, especially the compact and attractive upgrade pleasure, as well as the suspense and emotional control, all of which should be handled well!"

"Okay, thank you boss. I have been thinking about this book for a long time. I think it will be a success!" Zhang Wufeng sent a message with a confident expression.

"Well, it's good to be confident! You have signed a contract with editor Ye Zi, right? Go find Ye Zi and ask her to give you a contract. I'll mail the contract to you tomorrow. I'll contact you to send the book after the contract is mailed. Then upload 20,000 to 30,000 words on the first day. Today is Friday, so I'll mail the contract tomorrow and it'll arrive in two days. Although it's scheduled for recommendation on Wednesday, it can still be reviewed on Friday. You send the book on Friday, and I'll give you a classified cover recommendation next week to try out the effect. I feel your book still has a lot of selling points. As long as you maintain the level of the first few chapters, it will be a hit."

Editor Hongcha spoke enthusiastically, and had already made preliminary decisions on subsequent recommendations and advertising matters.

If it goes well, Hongcha has even set the release date of "Castle in the Sky" to around September 9th in order to compete for the monthly ticket list.

Because today is the 6th, if it is postponed for two days it will be the 9th. If the contract expires on the 9th, then August 8th to early September will be almost a one-month advertising period for the new book promotion.

After discussing these things, Zhang Wufeng went to the contracted editor Ye Zi to get the electronic version of the contract and the attached statement, then made two copies of the printed ID card and the work outline, and then printed out the contract with a printer, put them together, and bound them.

After doing these things, Zhang Wufeng once again deleted a large number of YO friends and then went offline.

After logging off, Zhang Wufeng remembered the fleeting thought in his mind, poured some brown sugar on the ground, and then waited silently.

There were no mosquitoes in the room, and Zhang Wufeng had conducted many experiments on mosquitoes before, but had never been successful. He also did not feel any changes in the white crystals in the space between his eyebrows and the mist inside.

At this moment, Zhang Wufeng was dealing with ants!
He thought of two possibilities. One was to swallow it raw, and the other was to use his spirit to swallow it into the crystal space between the eyebrows!

(End of this chapter)