A Perfect Life Beginning as a Light Novel Writer

Chapter 24 Tripartite Talks
"Song, you are, Song Lingyun, right? Why are you here?"

Xia Yan asked a word, and immediately realized that his words were stupid.

Why is she here?of course?
Tang Yin has already said that there will only be three people in the meeting tonight, he, Tang Yin, and "Ning Yun".
Since there are indeed only three people in this room, it goes without saying who Ning Yun is.

"Hello, Xia Yan, it's the first time we meet, I'm Song Lingyun."

Song Lingyun's voice was clear and clear, her tone was calm and indifferent, and she looked directly at Xia Yan with watery eyes, but it was actually hard for her to express her current mood clearly.

After all, I have been secretly following Xia Yan for more than a month. After the first serialization of Journey of Youth, the results have veiled her yesterday's starlight, and today's third issue of Journey of Youth has continued to veil her yesterday's starlight.

For the first time in her life, she felt this frustration.

Indeed, the results of Starlight yesterday were rising in almost every issue. The third issue of the novel released today, judging from the current upward trend of votes, if nothing unexpected happens, at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning, the number of fans' votes will be [-]%. More than [-] votes.

The rating of the novel has now risen to 8.3 points.

But this result is not even as good as the data when Chapter 1 of Youth Journey was serialized.

"Eh? You know me?" Xia Yan was taken aback when he heard this.

As a popular girl in No. [-] Middle School, Xia Yan knew that she was normal. After all, every semester opening ceremony, she would be invited by the principal to speak on stage for half an hour as an outstanding student.

But Song Lingyun knew him?
Xia Yan suddenly thought of the rumor that Zhang Yang, a former classmate, wentssip
[Song Lingyun from Class [-] has inexplicable concern for Xia Yan, secretly inquiring about Xia Yan at school]

No way?
In the next second, Xia Yan saw Tang Yin at the side, and immediately lost all doubts in his heart.

"That's why people don't think about it all day long. It's not clear that Tang Yin told Song Lingyun my information." Xia Yan said with a smile on his face after finding a reason in his heart.

"It's the first time we met. I'm Xia Yan. I'm in Class [-] and [-] of No. [-] Middle School. I really didn't expect you to be "Ning Yun", the author of "Yesterday's Starlight."

"I didn't expect that among the students of the same grade in our school, there are people like me who serialize novels on Hongfeng Literature."

When Song Lingyun heard Xia Yan's question before, she immediately knew that she had said something wrong, and she hadn't figured out how to remedy it. Now that Xia Yan skipped this topic, she naturally took advantage of it.

These two?It feels a little weird.

Seeing the polite greetings between the two of them, Tang Yin didn't bother to think about it.

"Both of you, hurry up and get the manuscript due on Friday, and stop chatting there."

After Tang Yin finished speaking, Xia Yan and Song Lingyun hurriedly handed over the manuscript they had brought to her.

Tang Yin doesn't waste time, she is doing these jobs at night as her free overtime. If it wasn't for her interests and responsibilities, she wouldn't be in such trouble.

Sitting there alone, Tang Yin first read the seventh chapter of yesterday's Starlight, Chapter 8 manuscript.

Xia Yan and Song Lingyun were sitting on both sides of the sofa, and the atmosphere between them was a bit awkward.

Xia Yan glanced at Song Lingyun, feeling puzzled.

Why would someone like her write serialized light novels?
Long Guo, although the status of the light novel author is quite high.

However, given Song Lingyun's family conditions, academic performance, and her rumored talent in art...to write light novels?
It feels like a person has a thousand bright paths to choose from, but she chooses to go to the countryside to raise pigs.

It's not that raising pigs is bad, and raising pigs can make a fortune, but she obviously has much better choices than this way.

Xia Yan was observing her, but Song Lingyun's eyes were fixed on Tang Yin's cartoons and Two-dimensional surroundings.

Tang Yin said something wrong before. It's not that Song Lingyun has no interest in these things, but she doesn't know what these things represent. After all, people's time is limited, and it is already difficult to squeeze in time to read light novels. She really didn't have time to understand the peripheral products behind these novels.

"Are you interested in that game console?"

Song Lingyun heard Xia Yan's voice, and she turned her head to look at Xia Yan.

Let Xia Yan and Song Lingyun chat about daily life, he has nothing in his stomach, but talk to her about Two-dimensional products, then he can chat endlessly until tomorrow morning.

"Look." Xia Yan pointed to a somewhat bulky game console in the glass cabinet.

"That is the second-generation handheld game console developed by the foreign game manufacturer "Jushi". It was produced 25 years ago. The pile of cassettes placed next to it are all classic pixel games from the past. Like True. Iron Soul, Big Zhou Jun God, Escape from the Eagle Kingdom, and Socket Pig. They are all childhood games that were popular in an era, and you can see the limited edition logo on the box of the cassette. These things are all out of print now, and they are of great collection value. I don't know how Tang Yin got it."

Xia Yan originally wanted to talk to Song Lingyun casually, but while talking, his eyes lit up.

"Is it very powerful?" Song Lingyun paused and asked in a low voice.

"Of course!" Xia Yan gave her a blank look.

"That's the limited cassette of the real Iron Soul."

Song Lingyun's breath was suffocated when she heard the words. She could hear Xia Yan's surprise at her ignorance from Xia Yan's tone.

This tone. When the students in the class asked her the spatial geometry math problems that can be figured out at a glance, she couldn't tell why the students in the class were so stupid that they had to ask such questions. Nothing to do with it, just the same thing.

"Sorry, I haven't played the game before. I don't know anything about this game." Song Lingyun said with a little frustration.

"Haven't you even played Zhen Tiehun?" Xia Yan blinked when he heard this.

He was interested.

"Then what games have you played?"

"I've never played a game."

Song Lingyun looked curiously at the pile of game consoles and game cassettes produced by various manufacturers at home and abroad.

Xia Yan was taken aback when he heard the words, but immediately, he understood what Song Lingyun meant, and asked in disbelief.

"You mean, since you were young, you haven't played a single game?"

"When I was in kindergarten, I played hide-and-seek and eagle-eat-chicken with my classmates. In the first grade, I used my mother's mobile phone to play Xiaoxiaole, which caused her to be scolded by my father for not teaching the child to be careful, and for teaching the child to be bad. That day, I I'm very guilty, I haven't played video games since then." Song Lingyun said calmly.

But Xia Yan captured a huge amount of information from this fluffy passage.

Because of this bit of guilt, I restrained myself from playing games for more than ten years. What kind of self-control is this?This is a human?

It's no wonder that people can occupy the first place in No. [-] Middle School, which has a lot of students, from the beginning of the school year to now. Fuck this self-control to study, who can fight it?

(End of this chapter)