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Chapter 67: Warm Hours

Chapter 67: Warm Hours (Please Read)

[Maoya: Will it be launched next Monday?]

[People in the Clouds: Tuesday]

【Maoya: Tuesday?】

[People in the Clouds: Well, I’ll focus on the rhythm of my story.]

[Mao Ya: Great, that's bold! After the strong recommendation, there's also Sanjiang. I can write a thank you note or something.]

[People in the Clouds: Good]

[Maoya: Haha, you really are one of those authors who speaks little! silly smile.jpg]

[People in the Clouds: Yeah]

……

In the blink of an eye, it is time for "The Supreme of Confucianism and Taoism" to be put on the shelves.

Several rounds of recommendations and finally strong push or Sanjiang listing can be said to be the most perfect process for a novel. Normally speaking, as long as it is updated, the subsequent performance will not be too bad.

According to the current situation of "The Supreme Confucianism and Taoism", there will definitely be no problem in exceeding 10,000 first-time orders.

What Guan Ren cares about is how much the loss is in tens of thousands.

"Fifty thousand collections..."

In his previous life, as a part-time writer, Guan Renlong’s three books combined didn’t have this many…

Moreover, the number of collections is still growing rapidly at a rate of 7,000 to 8,000 per day. Even if the growth rate slows down later, Guan Ren initially estimated that it should be no problem to have 150,000 collections after one month of listing.

If you give me some good recommendations, it would be possible to easily get 200,000.

By then, Guan Ren will no longer need to worry about the collection issue, and can just wait for the day when his collection will exceed 500,000 and he will be happy.

As for income...

Hua Hua Hua...

The sound of rain was pouring outside the window, and Guan Ren's pen was also pouring inside the window. The more he calculated, the hotter his heart became, and the more excited he became. In the end, he even felt his eyes a little moist.

"No, no, you have to lower your expectations. Don't be too... "

Guan Ren took a deep breath and felt that the higher the estimate, the more outrageous it would be. It would be better to be cautious and expect the lowest possible value.

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The next day.

The rain keeps falling.

But Guan Ren slept very comfortably in the lingering autumn rain and even had a beautiful dream.

"Hehe... cream ice cream... slurp~"

Dreams are bizarre.

The nice cream cake somehow turned into Luo Xiaobei's little feet in white socks, which made Guan Ren so greedy... uh... that he woke up.

In addition, the cooling weather highlights the comfort of the quilt.

In general, Guan Ren slept so well that he didn't want to get up.

But just thinking about it.

After getting up, Guan Ren made some scrambled eggs with green onions using the ingredients at home, and ate it with the leftover toast in the refrigerator.

Not to mention, it tastes surprisingly good.

……

To Guan Ren, toast is just like steamed buns.

It is a kind of "green leafy" food that "can't be said to be delicious or not, but it can fill your stomach and you won't get tired of it."

Just eat it plain.

But it can be used to hold a variety of things.

It’s just like the steamed buns of people in Shanzhou can be stuffed with anything.

After eating, Guan Ren went out and got a newer umbrella.

The thing that is most in demand at home is an umbrella.

There are several of them that were given away as gifts after buying something from somewhere, and they are all [Paradise brand].

Guan Ren chose the largest one.

It's more than enough to accommodate two people, and even three if you're petite.

Although this kind of umbrella is a bit clumsy to open, you don’t have to worry about “leaking” or carrying a backpack in front of you.

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At Jiangzhou County No. 2 Middle School shrouded in rain, the leaves of shrubs and roadside trees were filled with the scent of moist soil, and the old-fashioned white tiles on the teaching building shone with a clear, watery sheen.

The running track and green playground on the playground were washed thoroughly by the rain. Even the cement road surface that usually looked gray and dusty now had a different texture.

Guan Ren walked slowly into the school gate with an umbrella, inexplicably feeling like he was traveling and shopping.

So much so that when they got to the classroom, Luo Xiaobei also complained about him.

"Guan Ren, why are you acting like a lady today?"

"Have it?"

Guan Ren disagreed, put down the coffee in his hand, and continued to look out the window with a literary look in his eyes.

"Show off..."

Luo Xiaobei rolled his eyes at him with amusement, snatched his cup from his hand,
Guan Ren's eyelids drooped suddenly:
“I haven’t finished drinking yet…”

"I'll help you drink it."

Luo Xiaobei looked around and wondered:
"Tsk, where did you drink..."

Guan Ren covered his heart in disbelief, heartbroken:

"Bei, you've changed!"

"?"

"You actually dislike me drinking from your cup!" "No... no way! Oh, I'm too lazy to tell you..."

Seeing his boastful face, Luo Xiaobei didn't care and just took a sip from the cup.

I don’t know if it’s because of the hot coffee or the warmth in my heart, but my face felt a little hot anyway.

How could I dislike him...

I just don't know when I started to care about this...

Tsk, I clearly didn't even consider such silly things as "indirect kissing" when I was a kid, but why do I feel like I'm going backwards in time...

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"Zhang Chi."

"!"

"What did you choose for this question?"

"Uh… fuck…"

"???"

"No! I said CaO! Choose B, calcium oxide!"

……

It is no coincidence.

In the Chinese class that followed, Guan Ren, the literary youth who was often fascinated by the rainy scene, also encountered a similar experience.

"Guan Ren."

"!"

"Read this paragraph again."

"Uh... ahem... she's not from Lu Town. One winter, my fourth uncle's family needed to replace a female worker..."

Guan Ren was not as smart as Zhang Chi, so he read the whole paragraph honestly.

Gu Wancheng didn't interrupt him the whole time.

"it is good."

Only after Guan Ren finished reading did she slowly nod and say:

"Stand still."

"?"

Laughter broke out all around.

Guan Ren was completely confused.

Only after Gu Wancheng walked away did his deskmate secretly poke his trouser seam with a pen:
"Where are you reading from...it's already the last paragraph..."

"..."

I have to admit that Guan Ren was a little absent-minded all day today.

To be exact, it has been like this since yesterday afternoon.

The first heavy rain he encountered in this life made him become a little sentimental.

……

"Guan Ren..."

"Ok?"

When the get out of class was over, Gu Youli glanced sideways quietly. His bad deskmate was really quiet today. He supported his face with one hand and kept looking at the changing water droplets on the glass outside the window.

"Do you... like rain?"

"Well, it is."

Guan Ren likes rainy days, especially when he can stay indoors.

Not only because when you close the window and listen to the sound of rain outside, you will have an inexplicable sense of being wrapped in security.

Moreover, moments like this will remind Guan Ren of the happiness he felt when he was a child, nestling in someone's arms.

By the way...

National Day has passed, and counting the days, it seems that Sister Qiaoyun will be back soon...

……

"Sister Gu, don't you like rain?"

"generally."

"What about the snow?"

"like."