Is not being able to do as you please also called rebirth?

Chapter 63 Yang Huimin: awsl! (Please continue reading!!)
It's located about two or three kilometers away from Jiang Xun's home in the No. 1 Middle School teachers' family building.

After taking a selfie with a flushed face and posting it online, Yang Huimin quickly changed her clothes.

"Ah!! This damn ovulation period!!" Yang Huimin lay on the bed, twisting her fair legs tightly and rolling around, letting out a shameful scream.

She patted her burning cheeks, took a deep breath, picked up her phone, bit her lower lip, and opened QQ messages.

A Letter from a Time of Famine: [What did you send? Why can't I open it?]

A Letter from a Time of Famine: [I'm so anxious! What is it? I really want to see!]

A Famine Year's Letter: [Hmph! You wicked woman, you wouldn't be deliberately messing with me, would you?]

Huh? Can't you open it?
Yang Huimin paused for a moment, then breathed a slight sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a strange sense of disappointment.

Why can't I open it?
She clicked on the photo she had posted, even though it had already been sent.

Could it be a network problem? But this is a county town; there shouldn't be any issues with the network here.

At that moment, another message came from the other side.

A Year of Famine: [(Selfie JGP.)]

Yang Huimin's eyes lit up immediately, and she couldn't wait to click on the picture.

"Ah!" As soon as she opened the app, Yang Huimin blushed instantly, but her eyes remained glued to the phone screen.

The image shows a handsome young man with his shirt open, his perfectly shaped pectoral muscles and V-line faintly visible.

His face, which had gradually lost its childishness, was now sharply defined, exuding a heroic air, with deep-set eyes and slanted eyebrows that reached his temples.

His slightly pursed lips carried a faint smile, and even in just a photograph, meeting his eyes would send a shiver down your spine.

awsl!

Yang Huimin hugged her phone to her chest and threw herself into the blanket, burying her flushed face in it.

Four or five minutes passed before she finally crawled out from under the covers.

Her cheeks were still moist and flushed, and beads of sweat were visible on her forehead. A few strands of long hair were stuck to her cheeks, making her look very charming and alluring.

She held her phone with both hands, typing rapidly while chuckling and replying to messages.

Time Flies: [Her figure is alright, not as good as I imagined, but barely presentable (proud face)]

A Letter from a Barren Year: [Not bad? Not bad, you're already...]

Time Flies: [I don't understand what you're saying! (Angry and embarrassed)]

A letter from a year of famine: [But you can't just abandon me! (pleadingly)]

Upon seeing this message, Yang Huimin's cheeks flushed even more. She looked at the picture she had sent and wondered if she should resend it.

Fortunately, reason quickly prevailed. She quickly patted her cheeks, regained her mature and sophisticated demeanor, and took a selfie.

Time Flies: [This is it, take it or leave it (selfie JPG)]

At this moment, Yang Huimin was lying on the headboard, wearing a simple black T-shirt, her hair was a little messy, and her cheeks looked pink.

She has a very alluring face, but she deliberately puts on a somewhat aloof demeanor, creating a strong contrast.

Jiang Xun, on the other side, looked at the selfie in front of her, then flipped up to look at the previous photo.

hiss!
The Ice Queen is terrifying! She's going to kill me!
He stretched out his wicked right hand... Click to save, and enjoy it later.

At this moment, another message came from the other side.

Time Flies: [I checked the weather forecast, it looks like there might be snow on Yunding Mountain tomorrow!]

A Famine Year: [Really? Snowing is the perfect time to sleep. I can finally get a good night's sleep tomorrow.]

Time Flies: [Sleep my foot! Shouldn't we be out playing when it snows?]

A Famine Year: [Which head? (Glancing sideways)] Fleeting Time: [(Knocking on the head) (Knocking on the head) I'll smash your dog's head in!]

A Famine Year: [Oops, I forgot I'm your simp. When does this beautiful lady need your services?]

Time flows gently: [...]

In short, Yang Huimin already had a picture in her mind, and she felt that she would probably have insomnia tonight.

No! We can't keep talking like this!

She quickly sent one last message, then closed QQ and rushed to the bathroom.

……

Time Flies: [I'm too lazy to argue with you. Tomorrow at nine o'clock, I'll pick you up at that intersection before I arrive. If you dare not come, I'll go straight to your house and beat you up.]

Jiang Xun looked at the messages on QQ, smiled and shook his head, then put down his phone and looked at the computer screen.

I've used up all my drafts from the past two days, and I'm going out to play tomorrow, so I'll have to stay up late tonight to write more.

The royalties for January have been announced, and as he expected, thanks to the support from various channels, they are much higher than last month, amounting to more than 45 yuan.

This is after tax; that means the pre-tax amount should have exceeded 50!
Jiang Xun plans to give his father 30 yuan first, then he will need 20 yuan to buy the shop, and the remaining 10 yuan can be used for the initial renovation.

The average subscription for "The Great Qin Night Watchman" has now reached over 30000, with high-end subscriptions reaching 33000, which is a terrifying number.

Keep in mind that he only published his book a little over three months ago, and the average subscriptions have skyrocketed from over 10000 to over 30000. That's a staggering increase.

As for subscriptions through channels like wireless, they might even be higher than those on the main site, so his royalties will only increase in the future.

This is the benefit of signing a contract of servitude; at least Qidian will spare no effort to promote him and try every means to attract readers for him.

His status as an eighteen-year-old platinum author is an excellent publicity stunt; with a little manipulation, he could easily become a household name.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with Jiang Xun.

He had previously stated clearly that he would not cooperate with Qidian's hype, nor would he participate in any programs or the like.

Currently, he only cares about his monthly royalties, and of course, copyright fees.

Several publishers have already contacted Qidian.com, wanting to acquire the physical publishing rights to "The Night Watchman," and have even offered some very attractive prices.

In addition, there have been offers for game rights and comic book adaptations, but no agreement has been reached yet.

All of this combined is definitely a considerable income, enough to allow Jiang Xun to create a good living environment for his parents and family in a short period of time.

Whether it's buying a car, buying a house, or helping Dad start a business, etc.

In the second semester of his senior year, he felt he could finally enjoy the end of his high school life.

By the time Jiang Xun finished writing tomorrow's draft, it was already past midnight.

While washing up, he casually picked up his phone and saw several unread messages from close friends.

21:31——

Yang Kaiyi: [There's snow on the mountain tomorrow, do you want to go see it?]

23:03——

Yang Kaiyi: [I told my aunt we were going to see the snow together, and she told me to ask you if you wanted to come. It wasn't me who asked you!]

00:00——

Yang Kaiyi: [You idiot, sleeping so early! Humph! Goodnight]

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