He was happily playing the little song. When he returned to the dormitory, it was almost half past nine o'clock. When he walked to the door of the dormitory, it was strangely pitch black inside. Liu Meng suddenly became alert and thought, "What are my grass?"

I first knocked on the door from Room 305 next door, but there was no response. After waiting for a while, I listened quietly and still had no movement inside. What the hell is it?

Unexpectedly, I quickly opened the door, rushed in and turned on the lights. When I saw that the entire dormitory, even Room 305, was empty, and no one was there!

This is very abnormal.

"Slutty young people, the dormitory is empty, where are they all?" Liu Meng sent a message to the boss.

"Little slut, where are you going? Recently, the dragon has been seeing the head but not seeing the tail. We are all in the study room. We will study all night tonight!" The boss replied quickly. The boss replied to the text message, and no matter what content the text message is, he will reply to the letter.

Only then did Liu Meng remember that the midterm exam was about to arrive next Wednesday.

No matter how unrestrained the academic masters play, they are still a bit fanatical about exams.

The study was really a bit abandoned, and the identity of this student was really unworthy of his name. Thinking of this, Liu Meng felt bored to stay in the dormitory so early, so he unconsciously walked to the main building and was about to go to the study room to take a look. He just stood outside and looked inside from the small glass window on the door.

I was surprised to see Gu Pan, but I didn’t expect that she was also in the study room of Class 3, and the entire class was reading books very seriously except herself.

Although I have unique advantages in mathematics and have a good understanding of English, there are examination routines, which does not mean that I can achieve good results. Ability will always have a mysterious relationship with grades.

Seeing everyone's enthusiasm, Liu Meng felt a little excited. How could he not work hard?

Gu Pan still went to the study room of Class 3 to do homework. Every time someone came in, he looked up at the door from time to time, and soon lowered his head and started to read the book seriously.

"Don't look around and concentrate on reviewing." Zheng Wen whispered.

Gu Pan snorted lightly, feeling a little irritable and did not respond.

Zheng Wen thought to herself, "You little girl, you're pretending, it depends on how long you can be twisted. Oh, forget it, I won't interfere with your affairs anymore, and the whole pair of stubborn donkeys."

The study room in the new campus of Bingcheng University of Technology officially started to open all night a week before the main building exam. The top students are happy and are in a state of excitement.

Some students even moved the quilts, toothbrushes and washbasins to the study room. When they were tired and sleepy, they simply lay down and slept for a while, and then continued to fight.

Liu Ruyi is still leisurely in the whole freshman, and the little girl is still leisurely surfing the Internet in the 508 computer room of the main building, constantly sending messages to the moderators, and the two chatted.

"Who is that Sanpang? Tell me?" Liu Ruyi sent over.

Moderator, I am Sekiro replied: "Absolutely not possible. As a moderator, you must be honest."

"Hmph, your moral integrity has long been broken. If you don't say it, I want you to look good."

"Hehe, I've stuck it again, don't threaten this handsome guy, I'm so scared."

After a while, there was no result. Liu Ruyi was so angry that she fell down the mouse, stood up, and whispered to herself: "No, this wolf is so soft. It seems that she has to be a little hard, and it depends on whether he can move."

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In the next two days, Liu Meng stayed in the library, continuing to write novels, review English, and some less important non-degree courses, such as engineering drawings, practical computer foundations, etc., as if they were relaxed and relaxed.

As for the little boy Zhou Shiyan, he became well-behaved and never teased Liu Meng again. Maybe he was frightened that night, which comforted Liu Meng.

In terms of novels, Dianniang Chinese website received a text message from signing A, which was expected and didn't take it seriously. Signing a contract is definitely not the goal. From receiving the contracting text message, Liu Meng suddenly changed it to update 20,000 words a day. As the number of words increased, the Fantasy Dao Shu League was already in a hot state, and the entire forum began to talk about "Reading to Ming".

Some fans even started to read the historical materials of the Ming Dynasty, and quoted classics in the comment section and reviewed the classics. It was very lively and gradually became popular.

When Liu Meng saw this, he was secretly happy. It seemed that his original judgment was correct. Instead of waiting for the development of online literature, it was better to guide readers' interest, which also gave him great confidence.

He is no longer satisfied with signing a contract to make some money, and he has greater ambitions and plans.

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At 8 o'clock in the evening, Yelang, the editor-in-chief of the Fantasy Dao Shu Alliance, had not gotten off work yet. He was in the company and had no idea of ​​going to get off work. Anyway, he was not only eating, drinking, defecating, but also staring at the computer and reading novels on the station.

I just finished reading the 20,000 words updated today in "Reading Ming" and was still a little impressed. I lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and vomited out cigarette rings very casually, with a look of satisfaction on my face.

Until now, the book "Reading Ming" has not yet been signed, which surprised Yelang. Usually, once the author of the book reaches the 50,000-word contract application standard, he will be impatient to apply for the contract. This Sanpang has not made any noise at all.

He searched and found that there was no contract signed on the Dianniang Chinese website, and the Fantasy Dao Shu League has always maintained a state of 4,000 words more updated than Dianniang Chinese website.

Since that is the case, we will continue to express our sincerity and treat others with sincerity. There will always be some rewards.

Thinking of this, Yelang decided to give a big ban on "Reading Ming" next week and completely promote the book. He believed that Sanpang would definitely repay his favor and sign a contract with Fantasy Dao Shu Alliance.

However, next week's big ban has already been ordered by Chao Ge, one of the great gods of the Fantasy Sword Book Alliance. How can I convince Chao Ge to give up the position of the big ban next week? Thinking of this, Yelang had a headache.

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Donggua has been in a state of uneasy these two days, and the signing text message has been sent to Sanpang, but the fat man has not reacted at all. It is wrong to say that he has not responded. At least he suddenly increased the number of updates every day, 20,000 words a day. The update speed and quality of the work are difficult to not be popular in this book.

Donggua once again confirmed that this fat man had ulterior motives. What he wanted was definitely not as simple as signing a contract. What he wanted was more. What exactly did he want? Donggua fell into thinking.

In the past few days, Donggua has talked with editor-in-chief Yan Hui several times. With Yan Hui's eyes, he can naturally see the potential of "Reading Ming". However, he has been busy discussing fund injection with several fund owners recently, so he really doesn't care about this side. He has to fully entrust Donggua and Sanpang to contact him and sign the contract as soon as possible.

I have been trying to contact Sanpang, but Sanpang only left the q-q number, but the mobile phone number was not left. I tried to add friends, but there was no response there, and I couldn't contact it for a while.

This fat man must have done it on purpose. Donggua looked at the q-q who still had no response and gritted his teeth.

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Another weekend is here. Early on Saturday morning, the class monitor Guo Yu found Liu Meng and made sure that several class cadres would go to the mall to purchase items needed for next week's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala next week, and asked him to take care of the class fees and free up Sunday time, so that he would not lose his links.

I am really afraid of anything. Although there are some progress in novels and mathematical conjectures at present, I cannot really generate thousands of dollars, and my life is still in a difficult situation.

I couldn't think of a solution for a moment, so I had to walk to Guo Yunting's house, thinking whether I could pay a month's salary from here first, which would be enough to make up for the loss of class pay.

On Saturday, the little girl Zhou Shiyan is not at home and wants to learn piano. Liu Meng didn't use it today, so he didn't make an appointment with Zhou Yunting in advance. He couldn't think of a good idea for the moment, so he came over to try his luck.

After pressing the doorbell, it rang a few times, no one opened the door, and it was pressed again, but there was still no movement. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Guo Yunting appeared and heard that it was Liu Meng who opened the security door.

Liu Meng entered the room and saw that Guo Yunting was still wearing pajamas, which were elegant silk pajamas with classical ink patterns. It really highlighted her temperament, but her eyes were a little red and swollen, as if she had just cried.

"You sit there first, I'll change my clothes." Guo Yunting said, his voice obviously choked.

I had to swallow what I said. People are like this, so why are they so embarrassed to talk about money?

Sitting on the sofa in the living room outside, I heard Guo Yunting just walked into the room and closed the door, crying inside. At this time, I seemed to answer another call. The sound was loud and the novel was said. It was not true to listen through the door, but Guo Yunting seemed very excited.

Liu Meng had never seen peace and elegant Guo Yunting's emotions so out of control.

After a while, I heard the sound of something falling inside, and then it became quiet. Liu Meng's heart was upset. What's going on? It's too abnormal. Guo Yunting won't be confused. What happened, right?
Chapter completed!