Quick travel: Boss, have the guts to fight me!

Chapter 391 Well-known female writer (22)

Unwritten experience: When you are being stared at by others, you feel it!That's a magical intuition...

It's not that there are eyes on the back!
He Ze, who was caught in the act, suddenly sat up straight and lowered his head mechanically, but he didn't realize that his cheeks were burning.

"I... haven't finished watching it yet, it will be ready soon..."

He raised his head in doubt, and glanced at Xin Jiujiu whose back was indeed facing him, feeling a little guilty.

"I found the typo."

"Help me sketch it out."

"Sketch directly?"

"Hmm! It's better to help me change it..."

"Oh……"

Xin Jiujiu moved a stool and watched the scenery by the window with his mobile phone, while He Ze sat on the seat, carefully studying and revising "The First Three Chapters of Gold".

At this moment, saying that the years are quiet is obviously a bit ridiculous, but it is really harmonious. The classroom is quiet, only him and him.

The bell rang from the dormitory building. It was the lunch break bell. The other day students in the class who had nowhere to go went back to the classroom one after another. Xin Jiujiu also sat back to his seat silently.

"Is there a teacher coming over at noon?"

"Occasionally someone comes over to take a turn."

"I want to play with my phone."

Xin Jiujiu frankly stated his appeal, waiting anxiously for He Ze to respond.

He Ze smiled helplessly, put the notebook on her desk, and closed it.

This girl is so smart, she seems to have figured out his temperament, as cold as she looks, she is as soft as her heart. In other words, her coldness is just his protective color, protecting his vulnerable heart.

"Play, I can block you, I will call you when the teacher comes."

The plot succeeded, and Xin Jiujiu grinned happily, not forgetting to praise He Ze for his loyalty.

"China is a good tablemate!"

"..."

Opening the notebook, Xin Jiujiu took a closer look at the sketched place with Heze's neat and elegant fonts.

"Good deskmate, your handwriting is so beautiful! Compared with yours, mine is like cursive script..."

"The words don't matter, as long as the signature is beautiful."

"Eh?"

Xin Jiujiu subconsciously turned over the cover of the book. On the cover, the three words Xin Jiujiu occupied all the blank space on the cover. She smiled sheepishly and did not continue. She took out her mobile phone and started typing the text in the notebook.

In Xin Jiujiu's view, there is still a big difference between a writer and an author of web articles. In the current Internet age, as long as anyone dares to create, anyone can become an author of web articles, but not everyone dares to call themselves a writer. .

This is like, not all singers dare to call themselves singers, not all actors dare to call themselves performing artists...

In her world, Xin Jiujiu is a third-tier online novel author. She is in the literary circle. She instinctively admires and yearns for the title of writer. Internet articles are better, and the style of her novels is more suitable for Internet articles.

It happened that there was a computer class in the afternoon, so she could check to see if there was a suitable literature website to publish her works.

As the time passed, He Ze glanced at the clock hanging above the blackboard and reminded him softly.

"The lunch break is almost over, it's almost over, don't you want to be watched?"

"Ok!"

Typing on the mobile phone was too strenuous. In an hour, Xin Jiujiu typed according to the manuscript, and finally entered more than two chapters.

"Heze, do you have a wireless network at home?"

"Huh? No."

"Oh……"

He Ze turned to look at Xin Jiujiu, looking at her with a sad face, she seemed to be a female classmate with a story...

"What do you want to do?"

"Maybe, I need to download some software."

(End of this chapter)