The Demon Monk System from Another World, but I didn't travel through time.

Chapter 150 I Really Like Zhao Yutong the Most

Zhang Wuyong passed by the four little girls.

As we walked further away, we could vaguely hear the little girls discussing quietly: "This guy is so scary."

"He's from the underworld, right?"

"When I saw what he was wearing just now, I thought he was the leader brother."

"How is that possible? Even their hairstyles are different. Brother Zhang Wuqi is ten times more handsome than him... No, ten thousand times more handsome."

This is not to say that they really dare to gossip about him behind his back.

But Zhang Wuyong's hearing is now more sensitive than before. The four little girls thought that he must have been unable to hear, so they dared to say this.

Zhang Wuyong walked around and returned to Tongtong again.

Tongtong was holding the glasses he took off in her hand and had been watching from a distance just now.

When he came back, Tongtong raised her head, reached out her hand, and brushed his bangs in front of his eyes: "He looks pretty good like this, doesn't he? I really don't understand those people."

Originally, he thought that this way the little girls wouldn't recognize him.

But it was really frustrating to see them avoiding him in such fear, as if he were born evil.

She was angry again.

It looks good like this, right?
Zhang Wuyong looked down at Zhao Yutong.

His eyes were very serious.

It’s like a snowman in the cold winter seeing the flower fairy flying from the south, symbolizing spring.

Suddenly it softened into spring water.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yutong felt shy at his serious yet gentle look.

"I still like Zhao Yutong the most!" Zhang Wuyong stretched out his hand and hugged the girl in front of him tightly.

"Why are you suddenly saying that?" Zhao Yutong blushed as he hugged her tightly. "On the street."

Zhang Wuyong held the petite but bright-as-spring Tongtong in his arms, and was reluctant to let go.

He finally understood why he had always liked her.

Because, when he was handsome, she was nice to him.

She was nice to him when he was not handsome.

When his grades improved and he became a legend in No. 2 Middle School, she treated him well.

She was still nice to him when his grades were terrible and he was considered a poor student and a gangster in the eyes of others.

In the future, he may become rich.

There is also the possibility of falling into poverty.

When he was prosperous, he was reluctant to let her go, and when he was down and out, he could still return to her... For him, this kind of life was enough.

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"Joining the Stream" is the seventh insight in the Celestine prophecy.

This prophecy states that humanity will eventually realize that when you have enough energy, you can share and give. Others will also be able to receive it.

When that person receives your "energy (love and happiness)", he also possesses "energy" and can give back the "energy" he possesses to you.

In this way, these two energies can be combined to become a more powerful and mysterious force. With this force, you can go within yourself with the help of others and discover the goodness and beauty hidden in the spirit of the world.

Lujiang.

A pair of slender and pale hands typed the above text.

Messages are sent to the other side of the chat box.

One of the small hands, with its tiny fingers, gently slid the mouse area of the laptop and closed the chat box.

Zhao Yutong and Zhang Wuyong, who were far away, finally bought a laptop.

When she got home, Zhao Yutong opened QQ on her mobile phone and saw the content that had been sent to her.

The seventh insight?
She pulled up the shoulder straps of her computer bag and carried it on her back.

Holding the phone in both hands, he raised his head and looked at the cloudless sky.

There is something mysterious about this explanation though.

But she really felt that mysticism existed in this world.

"Tongtong, what are you doing?" Zhang Wuyong also felt that mysticism existed.

Because Tongtong has been very mysterious these days. Although he knew he shouldn't ask too many questions, he was curious.

Zhao Yutong then directed the conversation towards him.

"Prophecy? The seventh kind of insight? What is this?" After reading it, Zhang Wuyong found himself even more confused.

Then he looked at the name above the chat box.

"Feng" is written on the top.

Zhang Wuyong asked, "Who is this? Is she also playing Genshin Impact?"

"Original God?" Zhao Yutong was confused by his question. "Is this also mentioned in Original God?"

"No!" Zhang Wuyong pointed at the name on the chat box, "Ying... That's the name of the heroine in Genshin Impact."

"Oh!" Zhao Yutong turned the phone screen back. "She's a well-known female artist in the illustration world. She's also well-versed in various philosophies and mysticism. She's not such a naive person."

"Hey, hey." How can playing a game be considered childish?

Then again, compared to the content in this chat box, he has nothing to say about calling people who play Genshin Impact childish.

After all, Tongtong is interested in philosophy.

Zhang Wuyong carried his laptop on one shoulder.

He continued to ask, “What on earth is this Celestine prophecy?
"You're fine, why are you asking others this?"

Tongtong blushed: "I won't tell you."

Zhang Wuyong was shocked: "What is this Ying? Is it a man or a woman?"

Tongtong glanced at him sideways: "Didn't I tell you, she's a female painter, and she's been famous in her field for a long time."

Zhang Wuyong asked, "Then why are you blushing?"

Tongtong said angrily: "Who is blushing, and blushing has nothing to do with others."

"Why is that?" Zhang Wuyong became increasingly curious. "I'm telling you, you're not allowed to study those HH, astringent things on your own. You have to wait for me to teach you."

"Who's going to study those things?" Tongtong punched him, "You're not allowed to teach."

"I'm going to teach you!" Zhang Wuyong bumped her with his shoulder, making her face even redder.

On the way home, I bought two large bags of ice cream at an ice cream wholesale store near the community.

It's not for any other purpose, but the weather is really hot now.

Eating an ice cream every day is an extremely enjoyable thing.

After getting out of the elevator, each of them went home carrying a newly bought laptop and a whole bag of ice cream.

Zhao Yutong returned home, put the ice cream into the refrigerator, and put the laptop in the bedroom.

I chatted with my mother for a while and then turned on the computer.

She first transferred a document from her tablet to her laptop via the cloud disk.

The name of the document is "Still Still Waking Up from a Beautiful Dream".

This is just a temporary title for the book.

Zhao Yutong opened it and read the first 20,000 words in the document again.

Twenty thousand words should be enough, right?

Zhao Yutong is writing a book.

She had some ideas and wanted to write them down.

The reason I didn’t tell Wuyong was that when I first started writing novels, I felt quite embarrassed.

Moreover, his first live broadcast was so successful.

It would be so embarrassing if her first novel was rejected right from the start.

Although Wuyong wouldn't laugh at her for this, she would feel ashamed.

Zhao Yutong has discussed the content of the novel with teacher "Ying" many times, and has received guidance on everything from the attractive opening to the subsequent development.

Now, she needs to send the first 20,000 words to the editor recommended by Teacher Ying.

The moment I sent these 20,000 words to the editor's email address.

She was very nervous.

(End of this chapter)