The next day.

Early in the morning.

Nanyuan was not woken up by his alarm clock, but by the sound of the hair dryer next to him.

The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to pick up his phone and take a look -

07:00.

?

Isn't it 9 o'clock in the morning to gather in the classroom?

"Brother Shen, what do you think of my hairstyle?"

"Well, it's cool, but it's not as good as mine."

......

"Brother Xin, lend me your antiperspirant spray."

"It's on the table, take it yourself."

......

"Brother Hao, let me use the styling spray."

"Take it."

......

The others spoke in low voices, probably because he was still asleep, but the sound of the hair dryer just now couldn't be reduced. Even in the bathroom with the door closed, Nanyuan could hear it clearly.

He sat up on the bed and watched the three people in the dormitory constantly walking around in front of him, and from time to time they would look left and right in the mirror behind the door.

This scene made him think of the pictures of peacocks in the zoo...

It was so vivid!

Is this the comprehension of male compatriots in top universities?

On the first day of school, they regarded leaving a first impression on female classmates as a mission.

Although it was still early, they were awake and couldn't sleep anymore.

Nanyuan got up and started to wash up.

He was not as particular as the other three.

Even if he didn't do much, it didn't matter. The main thing was that this face was so beautiful that it would be the focus at a glance.

There was no way, being handsome was like this.

It took Nanyuan 20 minutes to put on his shoes.

He glanced at the three kings who were still busy, and was too lazy to urge them.

Anyway, there was still plenty of time now, so it didn't matter if he went to the cafeteria to have breakfast later.

He sat back in his chair, opened his laptop, and began to study the new book topic that he had thought of half last night.

When the three saw him sitting on the chair and starting to scan the list again, they immediately lowered their voices again in tacit understanding.

Success is not accidental, and every time it is the result of accumulation.

There are many voices discussing him on the Internet now.

For example, what Jiang Lang's talent is exhausted, he is arrogant and doesn't write because of a little achievement, and he has no intention of writing because of a broken heart... There are all kinds of things.

In these kinds of voices, there are more or less doubts.

As the rookie king of the previous year, a dark horse that suddenly broke out of the siege, he naturally attracted attention.

Especially in the online literature circle, there are posts mentioning him in the relevant forums almost every once in a while.

Therefore, the next new book is of great importance to Nanyuan.

Although he can open a new account to frantically try out the themes that come to his mind, this approach is not his style.

If he has achieved enlightenment and become a god, it doesn’t matter if he opens a new account to try and make mistakes, but now he is reopening halfway through the road to godhood, which obviously means he is a coward.

Nanyuan touched his chin and repeatedly browsed the novels on websites of all sizes, comparing the types he saw in them with the themes that emerged in later generations, trying to find a type that fits the current era.

Emotional novels like God of War and Dragon King can only be written once, and if they are written again, they will never reach the peak of these two books.

So.

What themes that became popular in later generations can still be popular even if they are moved to the period of 2013?

Zhou Xiaoxin was holding his phone and was struggling. He asked the person next to him: "Brother Shen, do you think I should send Linlin a "Good morning"? But I'm afraid..."

Lin Junshi interrupted him and thought for a few seconds before giving a suggestion: "Xiao Zhou, why don't you ask if others are there first? Then send it?"

Zhang Wenhao laughed immediately after hearing this: "Oh, what's the point of just sending a message? It's so stupid!"

Zhou Xiaoxin saw that he looked disdainful, and immediately trotted over, picked up the phone and asked humbly:

"May I ask what advice you have, Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Wenhao didn't say anything at the first time, pulled out a chair and sat down quietly.

Zhou Xiaoxin saw this and immediately took out the drink he had just bought last night and unscrewed it and handed it over.

"Teacher Zhang, please accept it."

Zhang Wenhao nodded slightly, pretending to be a hermit: "Well, the boy is teachable."

He took a sip of the drink and expressed his opinion slowly:

"In my opinion, we need to divide the troops into three groups and advance simultaneously."

"May I ask which three groups are they?

?”

“First send a message to ask if she is there, then send her good morning, and finally rush to the cafeteria to pack a breakfast and go downstairs of the girls’ dormitory.

At this time, she will probably have replied to you.

But remember, you must stay put and wait quietly downstairs of the girls’ dormitory.

When she appears, immediately send her the breakfast in your hand, which will surely move her to tears.

However, this battle plan is not a one-day plan, and it needs to be persisted for a long time. When the time comes, the senior sister will definitely take you down!”

Hiss.

Zhou Xiaoxin took a deep breath: “This plan is great!”

Lin Ye Shen nodded slightly in agreement: “As expected of Mr. Zhang, you are taking both online and offline approaches. If you persist in the long run, you will surely win a great victory. ”

Nanyuan: “…”

I don’t know if you can win a great victory, but you three really have the potential to be a licking dog.

The licking dog battle plan is divided into three groups, which is too outrageous.

More abstractly, Nanyuan saw Zhou Xiaoxin actually started tapping the screen of his mobile phone to prepare to send a message, and he hurriedly shouted:

“Brother Xin, this won’t work.”

Zhou Xiaoxin raised his head and expressed some doubts: “Hmm? I think what Brother Hao said makes sense?”

“…”

What a nonsense!

Nanyuan: “Then ask Brother Hao, how many times has he succeeded with this trick?”

Hearing this, Zhou Xiaoxin immediately turned his head to look at Teacher Zhang.

Zhang Wenhao coughed lightly: “Hmm… I’m still persisting…”

Zhou Xiaoxin: “So, how long has the teacher persisted?”

Zhang Wenhao looked reminiscent: “I persisted for more than 2 years in high school.”

Zhou Xiaoxin asked: “Then what?”

Zhang Wenhao: “Nothing happened. ”

Zhou Xiaoxin: “…”

Hearing this, he snatched the drink from Zhang Wenhao’s hand: “Damn, the old man is so bad, get out!”

Zhang Wenhao laughed evilly, and didn’t take Zhou Xiaoxin’s words to heart at all.

The next second, Zhou Xiaoxin turned around and cried: “Brother Yuan, what should I do?”

Nanyuan looked at the person in front of him, thought about it, and replied pointedly:

“Brother Xin, you just met her today, how can you like her? This is clearly lust for her.”

Zhou Xiaoxin hurriedly tried to quibble: “I’m not…”

Nanyuan stretched out his hand to interrupt him and continued to speak…

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