The life of a scholar of the system vase girl

Chapter 144

But who knew that when she entered the three characters of 'Song Jiaran' in the nickname, when she clicked OK, the system said that the nickname had been taken by someone, and she needed to get a new one.

Song Jiaran was really speechless. Even the three-character nickname of Song Jiaran was used by people.This is obviously a person's name, not a nickname.

In the end, Song Jiaran, who was helpless, finally chose the name, Jiutianzhuji.

Song Jiaran admired her new nickname on Weibo, and felt that her nickname was really domineering!This is my own teacher!It really looks taller.

"Pfft~!" What Song Jiaran didn't know was that the new nickname made countless followers of Song Jiaran laugh.

It's just because Song Jiaran changed a small nickname for her Weibo in front of the computer, but the gossip forums are full of 'bloody rain' again!

"The goddess changed her nickname! She's really cute!" "The goddess' new nickname is really domineering!" "My goddess is cute, I don't care about this name!" "I think the goddess can have another title ! Goddess of the second class, how do you feel swollen~"

The Internet is full of friendly comments like this. Although Song Jiaran thinks that her master's family is accompanying her name, it is really domineering, but from the perspective of others, she feels that the goddess is a little bit secondary, and ...Ah, so the goddess likes to read martial arts novels~
With such a feeling, this change of name made many netizens feel that Song Jiaran became friendly immediately. After all, she was praised too highly on the Internet and in the newspapers, and she was already a myth.

When people look at her, they feel that she is a goddess in the sky. How can they, mortals, get close to her.

But as soon as the "Nine Heavens Pearls" full of the atmosphere of the second class came out, it simply won the favorability of a lot of people.Netizens who were just passers-by at first became followers decisively after seeing Song Jiaran's new nickname.

Of course, Song Jiaran didn't know about this. Seeing her new nickname, she was in a good mood, and decided to change her new name. She wanted to leave something on Weibo.

“Nine Heavens Pearls: The starry sky in Boracay is so beautiful~[/Photo]”

After Song Jiaran finished posting the starry, phantom-like night sky of Boracay, in less than five seconds, more than 50 comments were posted.

"XXX: Goddess! Take my knees!

XXX: Goddess, the strategy for a scumbag to become a bully! !

XXX: Goddess~ I don’t want to look at the stars~ I want to see your beautiful photos~
XXX: Goddess! ! ! !I want to give you raw monkey paper! !
......"

Song Jiaran looked at these comments a little bored, and immediately felt that summer vacation is here~ Everyone seems to be quite bored.

Among these comments, Song Jiaran replied two based on her own mood.

"Jiutian Zhuji replied to Aite XXX: The strategy to become a scumbag is in the Aite Yucai cram school and Aite's own unremitting efforts! The spirit of never giving up! Come on ~ boy ~ I believe that you only need to work hard to learn It will definitely succeed![/Come on]”

"Jiutian Zhuji replied to Aite XXX: The species are different, but the gender is the same, how can monkey paper be born? [/ doubts]"

After Song Jiaran finished replying to these two messages, she closed Weibo, completely ignoring the two comments she replied, which caused another burst of gossip.

Because of the two comments Song Jiaran replied to, the netizens staring at Song Jiaran really felt that their goddess is really cute, kind~ and serious, really cute.

Song Jiaran closed Weibo and clicked on her mailbox, because she only remembered after touching the computer that she seemed to have sent her story to "Fantastic Science Fiction". It has been a month, and the result should be It's coming down.

After Song Jiaran clicked on the mailbox icon in the chat software, when the web page opened, Song Jiaran suddenly saw an email full of English letters in her mailbox.

Seeing the title of the email, she hastily clicked on the email, only to find that after some friendly and respectful greetings to her, it was informed that she had won the No. 1.

It is still written in the email, hoping that she can send the draft or outline to them for a look, and hopes that she can complete the novel as soon as possible.

Finally, she was asked to contact their magazine office as soon as possible, and attached a phone number.

Song Jiaran looked at the time the magazine released, and it was already a week past.She didn't dare to delay any longer, what if this person sees that she keeps not contacting her and removes her No.1.

She picked up her mobile phone and quickly made an international call.

"Hi, I'm Ed." A magnetic man's voice came from the phone.

Song Jiaran politely said to the phone: "Hi, I'm the author of "Outliers", Song. Are you the editor of "Fantastic Science Fiction"?"

"Oh! Yes, yes, I am." The person on the other side of the phone seemed a little surprised, and answered quickly.

"I'm really sorry, Editor Ed, I'm so sorry for taking so long to call you!" Song Jiaran sincerely apologized to the other party.

"It's okay, it's okay! Hehe, you just contact us, that's fine." Ed's face turned red with excitement, the pseudonym was a bit strange, uh, the author finally called, this is really a gratifying thing.

After all, the author named Song wrote this science fiction novel really well. The boss of their publishing house has said that this novel must be signed.

Although their magazine is indeed one of the best publishing houses in the United States, the number of bestsellers is getting less and less. Every time the list of bestsellers is always occupied by their rival company, the boss has long been upset up.

That's why an essay contest with such generous rewards was held this time. No.1 is not only a god-level publishing contract, but also a reward of 1 US dollars.

And when the boss of their company saw the entry "Alien", he immediately made a decision, and the novel must be signed.

In the end, he sent an email, but who knows, the author named Song didn't even contact him, and he was still worried about how to explain to the boss, when this life-saving call came.

(End of this chapter)