A perfect life starting from a light novel writer

"Song, you are Song Lingjun, right? Why are you here?"

Xia Yan asked, and immediately realized that his words were stupid. ♚♞ ♦ ♦

Why is she here? Needless to say?

Tang Yin said that there will only be three people meeting tonight, him, Tang Yin, and "Ning Yun".

Since there are really only three people in this room, it is self-evident who Ning Yun is.

"Hello, Xia Yan, this is the first time we meet. I am Song Lingyun."

Song Lingjun's voice was clear and her tone was calm and indifferent. She looked directly at Xia Yan with watery eyes. It was actually difficult for her to express her current mood clearly.

After all, I have been following Xia Yan secretly for more than a month. After the first issue of Journey of Youth was serialized, her yesterday's starlight was revealed, and today's third issue of Journey of Youth's results continue to reveal her yesterday's starlight.

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

Indeed, Starlight's results were rising in almost every issue yesterday. Judging from the current upward trend in the number of votes for the third issue of the novel released today, if nothing unexpected happens, by 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, the number of fans' votes will increase. Over two thousand three hundred votes.

The novel's rating has now risen to 8.3 points.

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

"Eh? Do you know me?" Xia Yan was stunned for a moment. ♦♦  ♦♦

As a popular girl in No. 3 Middle School, Xia Yan knew that she was normal. After all, at the opening ceremony of every semester, she would be invited to the stage by the principal to speak for half an hour as an outstanding student.

But Song Lingyun knew about him?

Xia Yan suddenly thought of the rumor that a classmate in the class spread gossip.

[Song Lingjun from Class 7 has an inexplicable concern for Xia Yan and secretly inquires about Xia Yan in school]

No way?

The next second Xia Yan saw Tang Yin beside him, all doubts disappeared.

"So people shouldn't think about things all day long. It's not obvious that it was Tang Yin who told Song Lingjun my information." Xia Yan said with a smile on his face after finding a reason in his heart.

"This is the first time we meet. I'm Xia Yan, a sophomore in Class 3 of No. 3 Middle School. I really didn't expect you to be Ning Yun, the author of "Yesterday's Starlight"."

"I didn't expect that among my classmates in our school, there would be people like me who serialized novels on Red Maple Literature."

When Song Lingjun heard Xia Yan's previous question, he immediately knew that he had said the wrong thing. He hadn't figured out how to make up for it yet. Now Xia Yan ignored the topic and naturally took advantage of it.

These two people? It feels a little weird.

Tang Yin looked at the polite greetings between the two people and didn't bother to think about it.

"You two, hurry up and get the manuscripts that are due on Friday. Stop chatting there."

After Tang Yin finished speaking, Xia Yan and Song Lingjun hurriedly handed her the manuscripts they had brought.

Tang Yin didn't waste time either. Doing these tasks at night was her free overtime act. If it weren't for her interests and responsibilities, she wouldn't be in such trouble.

Tang Yin sat there alone, first reading the manuscript of Chapters 7 and 8 of Yesterday's Starlight.

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

Xia Yan glanced at Song Lingyun, feeling confused.

Why would someone like her write serialized light novels?

Dragon Kingdom, although the status of the light novel author is quite high.

However, with Song Lingjun’s family conditions, academic performance, and her artistic talent rumored in school, how to write a light novel?

This feels like a person who clearly has a thousand bright paths to choose from, but she chooses to raise pigs in the countryside.

It's not that raising pigs is bad, you can make a fortune by raising pigs, but she obviously has a much better choice than this path.

Xia Yan was observing her, but Song Lingjun was looking at Tang Yin's pile of cartoons and two-dimensional peripherals.

Tang Yin said something wrong before. It's not that she, Song Lingjun, has no interest in these things at all, but that she doesn't know what these things represent at all. 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?"

Xia Yan's voice came out in Song Lingjun's ears, and she turned back to look at Xia Yan.

Let Xia Yan chat with Song Lingjun about daily life, and he would have nothing to offer, but if he talks to her about two-dimensional products, he can keep talking until dawn tomorrow.

"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 twenty-five years ago. The pile of cartridges placed next to it are all classic pixel games. Like Real. Iron Soul, Big Zhou Junshen, Escape from Eagle Kingdom, and Socket Pig were all childhood games that were popular in an era, and if you look at the cassette boxes, they have limited edition logos on them, and they are now out of print and have great collection value. , I don’t know how Tang Yin got it.”

Xia Yan originally wanted to talk to Song Lingjun casually, but as he spoke, his eyes lit up.

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

"Of course!" Xia Yan rolled his eyes at her.

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

Song Lingjun's breath suffocated when she heard this. She could hear Xia Yan's surprise at her ignorance from Xia Yan's tone.

This tone is similar to when her classmates asked her those spatial geometry math problems that they could solve mentally at a glance, and she was surprised that her classmates were so stupid that they even asked such questions. It cannot be said to be completely unrelated, but it can only be said to be exactly the same.

"Sorry, I have never played the game. I don't know the relevant knowledge of this game." Song Lingjun said with a little frustration.

"You haven't even played True Iron Soul?" Xia Yan blinked when he heard it.

He became interested.

"Then what games have you played?"

"I have never played games."

Song Lingjun looked at the pile of game consoles and game cartridges produced by various domestic and foreign manufacturers with curiosity.

Xia Yan was stunned when he heard it, but immediately, he understood what Song Lingjun meant and asked in disbelief.

"You mean, you've never played a single game since you were a kid?"

"When I was in kindergarten, I played hide-and-seek and eagle eats chicken with my classmates. In the first grade, I played Candy Crush on my mother's phone, which caused my father to scold her for not educating her children carefully and would teach them bad things. That day, I felt very guilty, and I never played video games again." Song Lingjun said calmly.

But Xia Yan captured a huge amount of information from this light-hearted sentence.

Because of this little guilt, he controlled himself from playing games for more than ten years. What kind of self-control is this? Is this a human?

No wonder he has been able to occupy the first throne in the third middle school full of academic masters since the beginning of the school year. Who can compete with this self-control for studying?