Self-cultivation of entertainment bigwigs

Chapter 113
Chapter 115

"A monthly income of [-] yuan is enough."

Qi Zhengzheng said: "Our school is no less established than those first-tier universities, especially our School of Foreign Languages. Let alone 06, the monthly salary is [-]. Counting from the first graduates in [-], there is no How many. What's more, you are only a sophomore now, if you continue to write, according to what they said, your godhood will be stabilized, and you will be listed on the rich list of writers in the future."

Nandu College has been established for a shorter period of time than many people think. Although it has made many achievements in recent years, these are the overall educational achievements of the school. When it comes to individual student achievements, there is a lack of strong evidence.

Zhao Qian is different, at least now the identity of a well-known Internet writer cannot be escaped, and Internet writers are also cultural people, able to make money and decent, it is better than those who use their parents' money to start a business and put their own face The rich second generation is much better.

Qi Zheng thought so in his heart.

Zhao Qian blushed: "Khan, Brother Zheng, you are getting further and further away."

No matter what Qi Zheng said, he would not agree.You can let him show off as cool as he wants online, but when it comes to reality, he feels completely bored and can't let go.

This is purely a matter of personal habits. If it were a few bullies next door, it would probably make the whole world overjoyed.

Who told him not to have this ability, so he had to rely on slowly accumulating.

Looking at the time, it was almost time, there was really no other way, so Zhao Qian had no choice but to change the subject, and said, "Would you like to go down and have a meal together, please."

Qi Zheng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Of course, then don't blame me for taking advantage of you. You are a rich man now. My monthly salary plus benefits are less than one-tenth of yours."

Zhao Qian shook his head and laughed, called Xu Shaocong and Wang Juncheng, and a group of four went downstairs to the dining hall.

The food in the school canteen is always the most affordable and clean. A double-row meal or a hand-shredded chicken + braised duck, paired with a regular soup, is simply delicious.

During the period, everyone tacitly stopped mentioning the novel, and instead talked about some interesting things in the school or college.After eating, Qi Zheng received a call and rushed back to the college office because of something. The three of them were left walking slowly back to the dormitory.There is no class in the afternoon, so there is no need to rush. I will go back to the dormitory later to make a cup of tea and eat some biscuits. The life will not be too comfortable.

"Brother Qian..."

"Well, what?" Zhao Qian turned around and looked at Fatty Xu who was hesitant to speak in doubt.

Xu Shaocong said hesitantly: "Brother Qian, the people in the literature club didn't know how to get the news, they asked me to ask you, do you want to join their literature club?"

information?I'm afraid I'm talking about the news.

Zhao Qian sighed inwardly. There were so many caring people. He was usually low-key enough, but he didn't expect so many people to notice him.Is this the so-called gold that shines wherever it goes?
I don’t know who leaked this news, but what is certain now is that many people know about his identity as an online author. If a loudmouth shouts about it, most of the school will probably know about it.

Zhao Qian thought about it and asked, "What is the literature club for?"

He spoke without stopping, and the eyes of the two people behind him were focused on him.

Xu Shaocong replied: "I usually organize some essay competitions and the like. There are not many people, but it belongs to a relatively academic society."

After thinking for a while, Zhao Qian shook his head: "Help me reject them, just say that I'm going to be a junior soon, and I don't plan or like to join any club activities."

Zhao Qian really didn't like club activities or anything like that, and these people invited him to join the club out of utilitarianism, so Zhao Qian didn't like it even more.

He has already used up his spare time just to learn code characters, so how can he still have time to play house games with those little kids.The so-called club is a joke. It is true that there will be some like-minded people in it, but there are more idlers. Zhao Qian has no interest in wasting his time on such things.

"Okay." Xu Shaocong shrugged. Anyway, he was just helping. Even if Zhao Qian refused, he would not lose anything.He just smiled bitterly at Wang Juncheng next to him, and received a big roll of his eyes.

Just when Zhao Qian decided to reject the literary club's invitation, several main people in charge were discussing the club's affairs in the literary club's office.

A boy asked: "Brother Fan, haven't we already recruited enough newcomers, why do we take the initiative to invite a sophomore to join us?"

Ye Fan, this year's head of the literary society, gives people the impression that he is a gentle and modest gentleman, no matter in character or appearance, he is very pleasing to girls, and boys admire him the most.

"You do not understand."

Ye Fan shook his head and raised his black-rimmed glasses: "This Zhao Qian is not an ordinary student, his value is higher than you think."

Another boy was surprised: "What do you mean? What is his identity? The second generation rich or the second generation official?"

Ye Fan gently tilted his finger on the table, with a calm expression: "Neither. I just heard that he is quite famous on the Internet, but I am not sure. But I can be sure, if we can get him, then we will There is no shortage of funds for the literary club.”

"Such an exaggeration?" Several boys looked shocked, which was really unexpected.

Ye Fan chuckled: "So you know why I tried my best to invite him to join our literature club, right?"

"Brother Fan has always been measured when doing things."

"In this case, I have no objection."

However, Ye Fan looked at the blue sky outside the window and sighed softly: "It's just that I'm afraid things won't be that easy."

Sure enough, I received a message from Xu Shaocong saying that Zhao Qian rejected their invitation.

Ye Fan gave a bitter smile: "That's all, if you don't want to, then just don't, it's not sweet if you force yourself to do it."

Although he felt regretful in his heart, he had clearly refused, so naturally he would not continue to entangle him. He couldn't do such a low-level thing.

No matter what, Zhao Qian can now be regarded as a budding figure in the school.Before, he could only be regarded as an inconspicuous passer-by, but after this incident, anyone who is interested has guessed Zhao Qian's another layer of identity, and the Internet media is too developed now.

So it's not surprising that it has attracted the attention of some people.The most indispensable thing in this world is all kinds of people who are bored or have too much time.

On the other side, Zhao Qian found time to send out the printed and filled application form for the Writers Association, and finally received a receipt a few days later.

But what surprised Zhao Qian was that there was not just one membership card for the Writers Association, but two!

(End of this chapter)