After school, he was then offered himself to a succubus.

Chapter 101 What are they doing? (Please follow me~)

Xiao Shuyao casually signed autographs for the group of people, her expression indifferent yet smug.

Her expression reminded Zhang Chen of Kaguya-sama: Love Is War, and... her hairstyle was also similar.

The girl didn't look at Zhang Chen at that moment, but said with a hint of smugness, "Do you know what it means when a pig dies?"

"From a young age, I've been able to see things that ordinary people can't. I know that before each pig dies, it has a fleeting moment of humanity."

"But nobody cared about it. It was just a pig, and pigs are born to be eaten. It was hooked under its chin and shoved in, leaving it covered in blood. The pig was in a lot of pain and struggled, but nobody came to help it. Everyone pretended not to hear its cries."

"Some people are laughing because it's particularly funny to watch a pig struggle, writhing its fat body, contorting its ridiculous face, and crying out. It's especially silly and humorous."

"Some people are also annoyed, thinking that this pig is too annoying. It's just been stabbed a few times, what's all the fuss about? After all, a pig's life isn't that exciting, so it's less painful for it to end like this."

"But the pig was in a lot of pain; it kept bleeding, and there was nothing the other pigs could do. There were so many pigs in the world, and all pigs lived like this. The other pigs would just laugh at it and look down on it..."

"So the dying pig understood that every pig is an island, and the relationship between pigs is like a fleeting rain. We had all just lived in the same pigpen."

After speaking at length, Xiao Shuyao paused for a moment, "I write books to record these things. Not just humans, but all living things are literary giants worthy of praise in the face of death."

"Can you believe a pig could say these things? I heard them through my own eyes and ears..."

"Want to know more? If so, take a look at this book I have here; it's exactly what I wrote..."

Xiao Shuyao patiently guided her, full of confidence in her advice.

But Zhang Chen just stared at her without saying a word.

"Don't you want to read it? This book was nominated for the Mao Dun Literature Newcomer Award, as was Li Yinuo's... My writing is no worse than hers, 7"

Xiao Shuyao said resolutely.

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"After hearing what you said, I suddenly don't want to watch anymore," Zhang Chen shrugged. "Actually, it's not as exaggerated as you say."

"What..." Xiao Shuyao's hand holding the book trembled. This was the first time she had been rejected like this...

"Every animal briefly gains sentience and intelligence before it dies; in a sense, it becomes a monster before it dies," Zhang Chen said.

"That pig probably doesn't understand literature; it's just cursing, cursing that humans want to eat it and that its fellow humans are indifferent."

"But some pigs are also open-minded. They know that they can live so fat because humans feed them. They've had their fill of pleasure, so it's only right that humans should have some pleasure too. That's normal."

"The cicada season is over now, otherwise I could call a cicada for you and let it tell you what it's thinking."

"Zhang Chen said."

"Of course I know what it's thinking. I wrote in my book that cicadas are praising the height of summer..." Xiao Shuyao said hurriedly.

"Hmm, you're half right," Zhang Chen laughed. "They're mainly here to mate, secondly to celebrate life, and thirdly... they're complaining that they don't want to be reborn as humans in their next life."

"...You, you're just talking without any proof, you've never written a book..." Xiao Shuyao was somewhat moved by what she was said, but she still stubbornly insisted on her own opinion.

Zhang Chen didn't say anything more, knowing that this young lady must have some problems.

Otherwise, the pollen from the bitter love tree wouldn't have landed on her.

Zhang Chen was wondering how to get pollen from her.

Only by collecting more pollen in reality can we activate the next opportunity to revisit the past.

If he could change the past, even if the impact was minimized, it would be better than him fighting the banshees to the death now.

Moreover, he also needs to personally return to that period of time to experience firsthand the terrible karma he created.

"Are you really not going to watch it? It's really good..."

Xiao Shuyao felt deafened by Zhang Chen's silence.

She couldn't understand why she, who had always been at the center of the world's attention since childhood, would be treated so coldly, and why her proud works would be ignored.

"I'll read something else." Zhang Chen took Li Yinuo's new book out of his bag; he hadn't properly read the second volume yet...

Hmm... why is the opening scene showing him being ridden by a dog? Will this even pass censorship?

He doesn't remember this happening in his past; it's definitely been embellished.

When Xiao Shuyao saw Zhang Chen reading Li Yinuo's book right in front of her, her eyes immediately lost their light.

Isn't this also a kind of cow?

She tried to cover her ears, but she could hear the rustling sound of Zhang Chen turning pages and humming as he read.

But I still can't help but take a look... Is it really that good-looking?

She studied Li Yinuo, but always maintained a critical attitude.

The girl still believed that it couldn't be considered a book at all.

She learned some secrets from the adults, such as... some people can't be considered human.

She often finds it hard to understand... for example, her great-grandfather lived to be two hundred years old, which is not fair to ordinary people.

When people live to be that old, they cause everything around them to decay.

She believes that Li Yinuo is the same; that kind of extreme realism is something that no one can imagine.

Li Yinuo has definitely experienced this surreal reality firsthand, or rather... Li Yinuo is not human, and it is unfair to her as well.

Xiao Shuyao's act of exposing Li Yinuo is also a way of exposing the world in her own way.

This isn't just childishness; it's her ambition.

Especially recently, the adults in the family have started to panic for no reason, and they've been so busy that they've neglected their business... Even though she doesn't feel a strong sense of belonging to the family, she still wants to find out why.

She vaguely understood something... There was someone, like a zombie? The Zombie King? He had been resurrected... Was a zombie outbreak about to occur?

No, no... I need to think about that now. I need to get Zhang Chen to see her book first!

"Zhang Chen, what do you want me to do for you to look at my book..." Her tone softened considerably, thinking that if she lowered herself and let Zhang Chen take a look, she would gradually get what she wanted...

Then, Zhang Chen would become completely obsessed with her books, forgetting all about Li Yinuo's books.

Zhang Chen paused for a moment, then thought for a moment and said, "I'll have to pay more."

"Would it be okay to increase the daily wage by 10,000?"

"Give me the book." Zhang Chen took her book, flipped through it casually, and said, "get out of class is almost over, I need to go to the literature club to practice my skills, I'll read it later."

"No, you have to look now."

"Wait a minute, I'll put it in my bag. I'm leaving now. You can come if you want."

The bell rang, and news of Xiao Shuyao being in the classroom spread, causing many students to crowd the doorway.

Seeing Zhang Chen blend into the crowd, Xiao Shuyao became anxious, but she had no choice but to deal with the book fans first.

This is a crucial period for her award selection, and her popularity among young people has always been an advantage, so she cannot afford to be complacent.

"Teacher Xiao! Over here!"

"Signature! Signature!"

"Good job, Teacher Xiao! Much better than that Mei Nan and Li Yinuo!"

"Damn it, where did this boxer come from? Get lost!"

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By the time Xiao Shuyao had Gao Quan help her deal with the situation, more than half an hour had passed. She hurriedly headed to the location of the literary society. She had been to the literary society many times in the past few days, but each time she was turned away by a girl with glasses.

Today, however, she found that the girl with glasses was no longer blocking her way in front of the literary society's gate.

The front door wasn't even locked, so she pushed it open and went inside.

She noticed that every girl in the club had a strange expression and was whispering to each other. Everyone's face was flushed, and they didn't even notice her coming in.

The girl with glasses stood in front of the innermost cubicle, her face flushed red.

"What are they doing?" Xiao Shuyao asked, shocked, grabbing one of the girls at random.

She assumed that since the Department of Literature at Nanjing University was one of the top in China, the Literature Society should also be very solemn.

But the atmosphere at the scene was still quite surreal... or rather, very oppressive, not open at all. How can good works be created in such an atmosphere?

"Shh, don't disturb the club president." The girl who was being questioned quickly made a shushing gesture. "They haven't seen each other for a long time, and this time it'll probably be until tonight."

"What exactly are you doing?" Xiao Shuyao asked, puzzled.

"Yes, that's exactly what you think!"

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