After rebirth, I became Qingmei's white moonlight

Chapter 395 Chapter 393 Brother Shu is actually a platinum god!
Jiang Shu returned to his seat with Cheng Yingxue's yearbook. Xu Xinzhu took a look at it but didn't ask who it belonged to. After all, too many people had asked him to write messages in the past two days.

Jiang Shu thought about it, and considering Cheng Yingxue's personality as a top student, he did not treat her perfunctorily as he did with others.

He wrote:
The youth flows on the paper like cotton wool, through the cold windows, wind and rain.

May your future be as bright as a roc, soaring into the blue sky and spreading your wings with the wind.

At this time, Xu Xinzhu turned his head and looked over.

"It's so well written, whose is it?"

"Uh... Cheng Yingxue, let me write two words of encouragement."

Xu Xinzhu raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her empty seat, thinking that she must have gone to the toilet.

This guy was secretly asking Xiaoshu to write a yearbook.

Forget it, we will be going our separate ways soon. She is a magnanimous person and will not get angry about such things. After all, we are classmates.

Xu Xinzhu hummed softly.

[I'll let you keep it as a souvenir you've always wanted]

"I want to write too!" she said proudly.

Jiang Shu was helpless: "The yearbook is written by classmates who are about to separate, and we will not separate."

"Won't separate?" Zhu Zhu suddenly heard the key words and repeated them.

"You want to separate?"

"Never!"

"So are you still going to write?"

"I won't write anymore."

Xu Xinzhu smiled and shook her head. She wanted to give birth to ten or eight children for Xiaoshu in the future. She couldn't afford to enjoy the yearbook that symbolized their separation. She should give it to Cheng Yingxue!
Jiang Shu smiled slightly and handed the completed yearbook to Zhu Zhu: "Return it for me."

Xu Xinzhu's eyes fell on the yearbook, and his heart was slightly moved.

If she were to return the money, Cheng Yingxue would definitely have a good look on her face, but it felt a bit too bullying.

"Forget it, she's writing for you, I don't want to run errands~"

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and her tone became slightly lighter.

Since Xiaoshu gave her the yearbook to return, it meant that the things she had been worried about did not exist at all, so there was no need to be aggressive.

After class, Jiang Shu returned the filled yearbook. Xu Xinzhu looked indifferent, but was actually watching secretly out of the corner of his eye. Only when he saw Cheng Yingxue accept the yearbook did he continue chatting with Wu Mengxiang with satisfaction.

"Xiangxiang, what did you just say?"

At seven o'clock on the weekend evening, the teaching building of Chengdu No. 7 Middle School is still brightly lit.

What is different from usual times is that this group of high school students who are about to go to the examination hall should have been studying seriously in the classroom, but now, many people are using their mobile phones to watch Day Day Up which is broadcast on time on Mango TV.

At the end of the last episode of Day Day Up, an extremely mysterious special guest was announced - Red Oil Bobo Chicken.

As the most mysterious platinum writer in the online literature circle, he has millions of readers online, but no one knows his real identity. As a result, he was invited to this issue of Day Day Up.

It can be said that the entire novel circle was ignited at once, and everyone was looking forward to it, wanting to see what the author who wrote the popular "Fights Break Sphere" and "Lord of Mysteries" looked like!

"Xiangxiang, this episode of Day Day Up has invited Red Oil Bobo Chicken, don't you want to watch it?" Wu Chuan gently nudged Wu Mengxiang with his elbow, his voice soft and gentle.

Brother Shu and Sister Zhu, who were sitting in the last row, had received admission letters from Tsinghua University in advance, so they were allowed by Lao Yuan to skip morning and evening self-study classes.

That is to say, now in the last row of the classroom by the window on the left are Wu Chuan and Wu Mengxiang.

Without Shu Ge's attention behind him, Wu Chuan's behavior became much bolder than usual.

"No, I only like the novels he wrote, not him as a person, unless Hongyou Bobo Chicken is a handsome guy who is as handsome as Pan An. However, most online writers are ugly, and reading them will destroy my beautiful fantasy." Wu Mengxiang refused without thinking, and continued to concentrate on doing the questions.

"Really? Then when I see him appear, I'll take a screenshot and send it to you." Wu Chuan said in a mean tone.

"Wu Chuan, you're itching again, aren't you?"

"No way! I sent you a photo of an author you like, and you're not happy about it?"

"Get out of my way! Do you believe I'll beat you up if you keep whining?"

"I'm serious, what if Red Oil Bobo Chicken is a handsome guy!"

"Labour and Capital Shu Daoshan!"

"Xiangxiang..."

"three!"

Snapped!
Wu Mengxiang skillfully picked up the book and slammed it hard. The next second, Wu Chuan's screams were heard in the classroom.

Many people turned their heads to look at the back row of seats in the class, and after seeing that it was Wu Chuan being beaten again, they turned their heads back as if they were used to it.

"We agreed to count to three, where's one? Where's two?" Wu Chuan covered his head with his hands, looking aggrieved.

"You deserve it. When did I ever say I had to count one or two? Are you taking this as military training?"

Wu Mengxiang glared at him: "Don't bother me again!"

"yes madam!"

Without Xiao Xiangxiang to accompany him, Wu Chuan suddenly felt that the taste was a little off, but he was really curious about what the red oil Bobo chicken looked like.

So I had to watch it alone.

"…Tonight, we welcome a magician who makes words come alive. He has been called the 'human printer' by readers all over the Internet for his terrifying record of updating 9 words a day for 28 consecutive years. He has also left his fingerprints on the throne of the monthly ticket list for consecutive months."

“Now, please welcome the youngest online writer from Yuewen Group, who will also become a platinum writer the fastest—Hongyou Boboji!”

As the audience burst into enthusiastic applause, a handsome young man who looked very young walked out from the backstage.

The camera zoomed in at this moment, and after seeing the appearance clearly, Wu Chuan was stunned.

No, buddy, why is this person Brother Shu?

"Fuck! Brother Shu!"

Suddenly, other shocked voices were heard in the classroom.

Some confused students turned their heads to look at Jiang Shu's seat, and became even more puzzled because Brother Shu was not there either.

"What happened to Tree Brother?"

"Brother Shu is Red Oil Bobo Chicken, and Red Oil Bobo Chicken is Brother Shu. He is on Mango TV!"

“Oh shit! Let me see!” “I think I saw the class monitor, right in the front row of the audience seats, and the pretty girl named Zhong Yaoyao from the next class!”

"This is true love. They even went to support Brother Shu!"

Hearing the conversation of her classmates, Wu Mengxiang snatched Wu Chuan's phone. She was also shocked when she saw Jiang Shu standing with his head held high and a slight smile on his face on the screen.

"Red Oil Bobo Chicken is... is it Jiang Shu?" she asked stutteringly.

"That should be the case, right? Day Day Up wouldn't lie, right?" Wu Chuan nodded, secretly clicking his tongue.

Brother Shu is so scary. He doesn't show off anything, but suddenly he pops up and makes such big news.

The key point is, as classmates, none of them knew that Jiang Shu was still writing novels.

"Hello everyone, I'm Jiang Shu, and my pen name is Hongyou Bobo Chicken." Jiang Shu greeted the audience on TV with a smile.

Everyone in Class 9: "!!!!"

"Hello, Mr. Boboji, can you explain to everyone why you chose the name Red Oil Boboji as your pen name? Could it be because you like to eat Red Oil Boboji?"

Jiang Shu smiled and said, "I do like to eat it, but it doesn't really have any special meaning, because I'm from Jiazhou and my family runs a Bobo Chicken business."

"You are from Jiazhou, and your last name is Jiang. So I would like to ask on behalf of all the readers on the Internet, what is your relationship with Jiang Yeye Bobo Chicken, the number one delicacy in Jiazhou?"

"Well, I should be the only heir to Grandpa Jiang's Bobo Chicken, but I have no interest in the catering industry. I just like to eat."

Upon hearing this, several hosts opened their mouths in astonishment.

"Can I understand that if Mr. Hongyou Boboji doesn't write novels well, he will have to go back and inherit the family business worth tens of millions?"

"Well... that's about right, but I won't give them the chance."

Looking at Jiang Shu's kind smile, one can't help but feel his face twitching.

"To be honest, I grew up reading the books of Mr. Hongyou Boboji, but as far as I know, when the teacher wrote the book Battle Through the Heavens, he was only 9 years old, right?"

Host Wang's words shocked countless readers in front of the TV.

——The smooth plot, the wild imagination, the flesh-and-blood characters, you fucking tell me he wrote that when he was nine years old?
When I was nine years old, I was still playing with firecrackers and blowing up cow dung, but others had already become a best-selling author on the entire Internet.

Jiang Shu nodded and said, "Strictly speaking, I started serializing the book when I was 9 years old and finished it when I graduated from junior high school at 15. It took me six years in total."

"Teacher Boboji spent six years writing a long novel of 6 million words, while I spent six years writing only a short essay of 1800 words."

Host Wang's remarks caused countless people to laugh, but the number 1800 million is indeed a bit outrageous. I'm afraid that the keyboard has been worn into a relic?

"I want to ask, it's impossible to register as an author at the age of nine, right?"

"Yes, so I secretly used my father's identity information at that time. After graduating from junior high school, I got my own ID card and changed the information on the website back."

Host Wang looked incredulous. He was still playing in the mud when he was nine years old, but Jiang Shu started thinking about how to do business when he was nine years old.

He strongly suspected that Jiang Shu did not drink Meng Po soup when he crossed the Naihe Bridge in his previous life, otherwise how could he become such a genius?
"Can I ask out of curiosity, how much is Mr. Hongyou Boboji's current royalty?"

Jiang Shu smiled faintly: "Actually, I'm not interested in royalties, I just love writing. I left my bank card aside for a long time. Sometimes I remembered to check the balance, and found that there were hundreds of millions more in it."

Everyone in front of the TV: "Is this what people are saying!?"

Cheng Yingxue's expression was extremely complicated, as if it was the first day she met Jiang Shu.

This man is like a black hole, always hiding secrets. Every time I think I know him well enough, he has more charming sides that have not been exposed.

Such men are the most attractive.

As for the scumbag behavior of having three girlfriends at the same time, it is actually unimportant.

The fact that Xu Xinzhu and Zhong Yaoyao accompanied him to Day Day Up shows that they already knew about his identity as a writer. The moat between childhood sweethearts is really wide.

Cheng Yingxue sighed slightly, thinking about what Jiang Shu had said to her a few days ago.

If I had not been so hostile towards him during military training, would my relationship with him be much better now?

The interviews on Day Day Up are still going on. Under the vigorous investigation of Mango TV, there is almost no secret about the social success that Jiang Shu has achieved in the past 18 years, and more and more big revelations are forced to be revealed.

——He was the top scorer in Jiazhou City’s senior high school entrance examination, and was specially recruited into Chengdu No. 7 Middle School with the highest total score in independent enrollment. He is now the top student in his grade at No. 7 Middle School, won a gold medal in the national Mathematical Olympiad, and has already received an admission letter from Tsinghua University in advance.

As his astonishing achievements came out one after another, and coupled with his status as the best-selling platinum writer on the entire web, the name Jiang Shu became famous all over the Internet overnight.

[A talented writer who became famous at a young age]
[Not interested in royalties, but the monthly royalties are as high as six figures]
[If you don’t write novels well, you will have to go back and inherit the family fortune of tens of millions]
……

A series of topics such as "The Message" instantly topped the hot search lists.

However, the ones who were most shocked were Jiang Shu’s classmates and friends who were familiar with him.

The novels they usually follow are actually written by Brother Shu?
How did he manage to get almost full marks in all subjects while writing tens of thousands of words every day?
Meanwhile, at the Central Conservatory of Music High School, Shu Ge, who had just acted very cool at a concert not long ago, has transformed himself into a talented writer. To those young masters in Beijing, this is truly outrageous.

Whether it is studying, music, or writing online articles, if you want to do well in any of them, you not only need good enough talent, but also have to spend a lot of time and energy practicing.

But Brother Shu’s regular hexagon has all the attributes maxed out, making him so strong that it makes people despair.

To sum up: Brother Shu is a god!
So, before the evening self-study class was over, Jiang Shu's mobile phone was bombarded with countless text messages.

Not to mention high school classmates, but also elementary school classmates, junior high school friends, relatives, and even Xiaolu’s three beautiful roommates, all sent messages.

Jiang Shu didn't care about it for the time being. He could already imagine what these people would say in their messages after the show was broadcast.

In addition to congratulations and shock, shock, shock, there may also be talk of building a relationship, feelings, life, nude photos, and finally, asking him to borrow money.

After all, my monthly manuscript fee is six figures, and I have been writing for five years. So how much is the minimum amount of savings?

No matter how you calculate it, he is a hot commodity who is only 18 years old but has a net worth of over million yuan.

Oh, he is also a handsome guy with a height of 1.9 meters. Now even the last shortcoming is gone.

"Xiao Shu, now your identity is completely exposed."

Zhu Zhu knelt in front of Jiang Shu, deeply worried about him.

"Just expose it. It can't be hidden for long anyway. People will know it sooner or later." Jiang Shu smiled.

"Fortunately, we didn't have evening self-study at school today, otherwise we would definitely be surrounded and not allowed to leave."

"Brother Xiaoshu, so many people have sent you messages. Some relatives even asked you to borrow money for business."

"Huh? Who is this? He actually sent nude photos to Brother Xiaoshu!"

"Where, where? Let me see!"

……

(It’s numb. Little Yuanxiao suddenly started crying non-stop. It took a long time to comfort him before he fell asleep. The child in the next bed was even more noisy. Why is it so difficult to take care of children?)

(End of this chapter)