It was just a love letter; I'm really no great writer!

"Thanks."

Lu Ran smiled shyly and returned to his seat.

The preliminary round was a breeze.

This was naturally within his expectations; if he were eliminated, there would definitely be something fishy going on...

Lu Ran remained calm, but the impact he had on his classmates was extraordinary.

Writing an essay is different from writing a poem.

The poem only has a few lines.

Despite the fact that Lu Ran's poems are recognized in the poetry world, and his love letters have even been selected for "World Poetry".

But many students were not convinced.

That's it? Just luck. I could have done it too.

After seeing "Feed - Come Out" today, most students sincerely admired it. The ingenuity of this science fiction fairy tale design is evident to all.

Of course, some people still scoff at this.

For example, Zhou Jiahao, who was once considered a genius on par with Lu Ran, turned to his deskmate Su Ze and said, "Pshaw, it's just a wild idea. There are tons of these at storytelling events."

"Haha." Su Zeqian laughed twice.

He actually thought the idea was brilliant.

After all, he was Zhou Jiahao's underling, and he felt obligated to help him, so he didn't dare to argue back.

But the female classmates around him didn't tolerate Zhou Jiahao.

Lu Jingshu, sitting in the front seat, said discontentedly, "If you know so much, why don't you participate? Why don't you try winning first place in your region?"

Zhou Jiahao sneered: "Take it easy, okay? It's a pity that the registration deadline has passed this year. I will definitely go next year."

"Hmph." Lu Jingshu was momentarily speechless with anger. After thinking for a moment, she said, "I saw a three-line love poem contest online. You should be able to win a prize easily, right? Or are you just too scared?"

"I'm avoiding his sharp edge? I'm afraid Lu Ran won't dare." Zhou Jiahao was not only not afraid, but also very excited.

Because he realized that this was a great opportunity to prove his talent.

"Pah! You're not even worthy to carry Lu Ran's shoes." Lu Jingshu had become Lu Ran's little fangirl.

"We'll see." Zhou Jiahao immediately searched for three-line love poem competitions online.

This is a three-line love poem contest initiated by a central media outlet. All netizens are welcome to participate. Unpublished poems are required, and each person is limited to submitting three poems.

The poems selected for the final round will be judged by a popular vote, with three first prizes, each worth 88,888 yuan.

"Brother Hao, are you really going to participate?" Su Ze asked.

"If I don't take action, no one can suppress Lu Ran." Zhou Jiahao said confidently, looking at his beloved with deep affection. He was bursting with inspiration.

At this moment, right now.

Lu Ran was fanning himself while listening to Huang Haitang's analysis of the article.

Without a doubt, the most outstanding feature of "Feed Out" is its imaginative and creative ideas.

A flash of inspiration from a genius's mind.

"Lu Ran, tell us, how did you come up with such a brilliant idea?" Huang Haitang asked.

"Read more books and newspapers, eat fewer snacks and sleep more," Lu Ran said casually.

Huang Haitang said happily, "Great! Everyone should learn from Lu Ran!"

The whole class: ...

Huang Haitang added, "In this year's National Essay Competition, three students from our school stood out from the preliminary rounds, two of whom were from the first year of high school."

"One is Lu Ran from our class, and the other is Zhao Yishuang from Class 7. You two should learn from each other and make progress together."

"Strive for good results in the semi-finals, and see you in the finals."

"get out of class dismissed!"

Old Huang left in high spirits.

In the noisy classroom, Zhou Jiahao strode to the front of the class, raised his hand, and said, "Ahem, everyone quiet down, look at me!"

The students stopped discussing and gossiping, which was very considerate.

Zhou Jiahao opened the official website of the three-line love letter competition on the whiteboard, pointing directly at Lu Ran—

"Lu Ran!"

Zhou Jiahao, brimming with confidence, declared, "I formally challenge you to a three-line love poem contest. Do you dare accept the challenge?"

Lu Ran: ?

"No, no, I wouldn't dare."

Lu Ran waved his hand, then suddenly noticed the prize money of five eights. He changed the subject, "...But if I don't participate, wouldn't that be looking down on you?"

"I'll just... have a go."

Zhou Jiahao was so angry his nose was crooked. Damn, this guy can put on an act even better than me.

The classmates, always eager for a good show, started making a fuss.

"Is it really funny for a stock market guru to challenge a god of enlightenment?"

"Competing with Lu Ran in writing love letters is like kicking a hornet's nest!"

"Is it possible that Brother Hao is actually hiding something even more deeply than Lu Ran?"

"Wow! That's a battle of gods!"

Feeling encouraged by his classmates' enthusiasm, Zhou Jiahao became even more excited and grinned arrogantly: "This crown is dedicated to my princess."

As he spoke, he rolled over on the spot in Xia Liang's direction.

Xia Liang's face darkened.

MDZZ!

On that day, the news of Zhou Jiahao declaring war on Lu Ran quickly spread throughout the entire grade.

Many people are puzzled.

Zhou Jiahao confessed to Xia Liang, and Lu Ran confessed to Zuo Hanzhi, so what are they arguing about?

……

Summer coolness is a nuisance.

Why is it Lu Ran who likes Zuo Hanzhi, while someone like Zhou Jiahao likes her?

Zuo Hanzhi was also troubled.

Ugh! Lu Ran is going to write me another love letter...

This is blatant provocation!

He did it on purpose.

He flaunted his talent wildly in front of himself.

Zuo Hanzhi couldn't sleep at night, and after several nights of struggling, he still couldn't write a poem to respond.

We can't keep getting slapped in the face like this.

She was determined to regain her dignity.

She's also going to participate in the three-line love poem competition!

I must win first prize to salvage my shattered self-esteem!

Zhao Yishuang was even more troubled.

Her carefully prepared article secured second place in the semi-finals, but she never expected to be overshadowed by Lu Ran.

During class, Huang Haitang showed Lu Ran's top-scoring essay and praised him extensively.

Even the proud and arrogant Zhao Yishuang had to admit that she had lost far too much in terms of creative ideas...

Lu Ran really didn't want to show off.

But with one happy event after another, anyone who doesn't smile can be diagnosed with depression.

Being shortlisted in the essay competition means I'm one step closer to being admitted to Peking University through a guaranteed admission program.

How can you resist taking advantage of a three-line love letter contest that's practically handed to you?

"Zero zero zero!"

The school bell rang, and Lu Ran had another day of partying.

I went with Zheng Yue to the snack street outside the school, ate grilled gluten, and watched the setting sun bleed like blood.

...It was incredibly pleasant.

"Ran-ge, you've fallen into Zhou Jiahao's trap," Zheng Yue said worriedly.

"trap?"

"That's right! He's up to no good by provoking you to participate in the three-line love letter contest!" Zheng Yue said confidently. "Think about it, this contest is held online, with hundreds of thousands of netizens participating, and there are only three first prizes!"

"If he doesn't win the award, he can just pack up and suffer no loss!"

"But if you don't win the award, even your previous honors will be stripped away!"

Lu Ran pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Insidious enough."

"So you shouldn't have participated!" Zheng Yue lamented.

"It's nothing, I've always been lucky." Lu Ran didn't care at all.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade him, Zheng Yue didn't press the issue.

He could understand the mindset of someone who achieves fame at a young age; no one can remain humbled by such a talent.

If it were him, he would be even more arrogant.

……

"Ran-ge, wanna come over to my place for a bit?"

"No, I have something to do."

Lu Ran declined Zheng Yue's invitation, walked towards the residential area, and made a phone call home.

These days, house prices aren't expensive. He let his parents look at houses first, and if they liked any under a million, they would pay in full.

Mr. Lu thought his son had gone mad from studying.

Lu Ran said, "You guys need to be more careful. It'll be troublesome if you don't get better by this month."

Lu's mother was shocked: "What trouble?"

Lu Ran said, "Next month, you'll be able to see a three-million-dollar villa."

That evening, the final episode of "Journey Under the Midnight Sun" was released.