After being reborn as a top student, she made it onto the Forbes rich list

Zhu Heyi wondered if he could also write novels.

She had always dreamed of becoming a writer in her previous life!

It’s a pity that I’m too busy working in the hospital!

She had to study and attend meetings during her breaks, so she had no time to think about the novel.

Moreover, a new coronavirus outbreak will occur around 19 years later.

Before the epidemic, writing novels could be said to be a blue ocean. As long as the plot was acceptable, it was easy to make money.

By the time she remembered this matter after the epidemic and wanted to sign a contract with the female giant Xiaolujiang, the difficulty had become even higher!

But it’s different now!

Now is the best time for Xiaolujiang to pass his manuscript!

The more Zhu Heyi thought about it, the more excited he became.

There are more than three months left before the high school entrance examination, and she will have plenty of time to do this after the examination.

Now, she can write some short stories to practice her writing skills.

She turned to the last page of novel X, where there was an address and contact information for submitting short stories.

Zhu Heyi copied the address and contact information into his own little notebook.

Then he reluctantly handed Novel X back.

No! Now is not the time for her to indulge herself.

Zhu Heyi was well aware of her self-control. She was not a person with particularly strong self-control in her previous life.

So don’t start reading novels like this, she can read as much as she wants after the high school entrance exam!

As soon as the bell rang, Zhu Heyi handed his composition paper to the Chinese teacher.

The Chinese teacher read it carefully and was a little surprised: "Oh, Zhu Heyi, I didn't expect that! Your writing has improved a lot during this winter vacation!"

Zhu Heyi smiled shyly, hiding his achievements and fame.

These writers all wrote good novels. She read a lot of them and naturally she could write something.

After a month of intensive preparation, Zhu Heyi finally had his first monthly exam.

To be honest, she was a little nervous.

On the surface, it was her first exam after a winter break.

And actually?

This is her first exam after returning to the examination room after more than ten years!

Zhu Heyi thought about the points that were within his grasp and took several deep breaths before letting go of his nervous emotions.

Only success is allowed! Failure is not allowed!

She calmed down and looked at the questions carefully.

The monthly exam lasted for three days, and then we had two days off.

Zhu Heyi has nowhere to go since she had a falling out with her family last time. It's boring to go out for a stroll, and she has no money to go shopping.

There was no other way, she could only continue to stay in the classroom, doing exercises and reading books, and when she was tired, she would go for a walk on the school playground.

Thinking about the short story he had wanted to write before, Zhu Heyi began to conceive it.

Those articles in X's novel were plot-based, and at the time there was another collection of short stories that was also selling very well.

He is highly praised among junior and senior high school students and is known as a beggar.

The most popular items in this book at that time were various modern and ancient short stories of abuse and modern youth painful love literature.

Zhu Heyi smiled grimly.

Her accumulation of novels over the years and her keen eyes after reading all the Korean dramas are no pushovers!

Young friends who are about her age, it’s time for you to see the 80-meter sword!

A short story is probably around 8,000 to 15,000 words.

Zhu Heyi was very excited as it was his first time trying to write.

Kuku finished writing two novels in just two days, and sent them to Huafeng and the editor of X Novel respectively at the end of the weekend.

Let’s first see how these two books are received.

If the response is good and the price is good, she will start writing medium-length or long-length novels.

After all, minors are not allowed to do other side jobs, and employing child labor is illegal.

And she was really short of money.

Zhu Heyi carefully calculated the money he currently had.

Zhu Xingguo had given her 20,000 yuan before, and then Luo Jinxin pushed her down the stairs. Her parents paid an additional 1,500 yuan for medical expenses.

It has been a month since the start of school, and the tuition, accommodation fees, and miscellaneous items bought for the start of school have now totaled eight hundred yuan.

There are still 20,200 yuan left.

Her legs have almost recovered recently and she has no problem walking normally for the time being.

So Song Feng and Xie Yu started asking her to bring breakfast again.

This part can save about six dollars a day!

Zhu Heyi got up early on Monday and she was in a good mood.

I brought Leng Xia, Song Feng and Xie Yu some delicious lean pork blood noodles from a shop near the school.

She usually eats this restaurant for dinner, and occasionally spends four dollars to have a feast.

It contains lean meat, pig blood, rice noodles, and lettuce. The soup cooked with chopped chili peppers is fresh, spicy and delicious. It tastes fragrant, spicy and tasty.

Take a bite of vermicelli, a bite of lean meat, a bite of tender pig blood, and finally a sip of soup. It’s so delicious!

The powder cannot be put into the desk, so it can only be placed on the table.

The table for four people is very eye-catching.

While no one else came, Zhu Heyi was the first to eat the bowl of noodles. As he ate, a thin layer of sweat appeared on the wings of his nose.

She opened her mouth wide and fanned herself with the air, her mouth turning red from the spicy taste.

"Hululu." Zhu Heyi took a sip of the noodle soup. She was still not satisfied with it. It was so delicious!

Xie Yu and his two companions were relatively wealthy, so Zhu Heyi asked the boss to give each of them a fried egg.

At 7:10, the three people arrived at the classroom.

As soon as Song Feng entered the classroom, he shouted, "What a nice smell! Who is eating delicious food behind my back?"

He saw a bowl of noodles on his seat, took a deep sniff, and exclaimed: "Ah! It smells so good!"

Song Feng's appetite was aroused, and he couldn't wait to open the bowl of pig blood and lean meat powder and start slurping it up!

Leng Xia and Xie Yu were not as impatient as Song Feng, but they ate much faster than usual.

Song Feng sipped the last mouthful of noodle soup and couldn't help but give Zhu Heyi a thumbs up: "I haven't eaten the breakfast brought by Zhu Heyi for a month. This time, I was still not disappointed! Zhu Heyi, the eternal god!"

Leng Xia and Xie Yu also showed expressions of approval.

When it comes to food, Zhu Heyi really has good taste.

Zhu Heyi couldn't help but smile. Her big almond eyes curved up, and the dimples on her lips pursed up shyly: "Just have fun eating!"

Getting recognition from people who share the same love for food is something that every foodie would feel very happy about!

The fragrance in the classroom lingered for a long time, and Zhu Heyi and Song Feng opened all the windows for ventilation.

It's time for morning self-study and the bell rings.

The English teacher walked into the classroom holding the test papers that she had hurriedly graded over the weekend.

Standing on the podium, she raised her hand to push the glasses on her nose, her brown curly hair lightly draped over her shoulders, her expression somewhat serious.

"The results of this exam are out. Most of the students' results are not very ideal."

At this point, English teacher Lao Guo suddenly smiled and said, "But there is a student in our class who has made great progress! Moreover, he won the first place in English in the whole grade this time."