What was the second new book?
It was related to a name.
That person's name was Yuren Er Dai.
And his work, 'The School Belle's Bodyguard'.
In his previous life, all kinds of censorship monsters had scared Huang Yifan enough. He hadn't expected that in this lifetime, Huaguo would have the same thing.
You couldn't write about the underworld. Too much violence and gore couldn't be written. Pornography couldn't be written either.
This couldn't be written, that couldn't be written. So what could you write?
For many rookie authors, at this point, they would complain about the government, hate the General Administration of Press and Publication, and curse all those censorship freaks. But Huang Yifan wouldn't do that. Although getting deleted still made him feel depressed, ever since finishing 'How a Bad Guy Is Made' in ten days, his mindset had gradually become calmer. He knew that if a person wanted to succeed, complaining too much was a waste of time. Every industry has countless dark corners. Compared to others, the web novel world was still fairly fair. At the very least, your personal safety was guaranteed.
In the end, Huang Yifan chose another classic noob-style novel, 'The School Belle's Bodyguard'.
Without a doubt, this was another noob-style novel.
No, it was a noob-style ambiguous romance novel.
If you couldn't write pornography, then write ambiguity.
Pornography would get banned, but would ambiguity get banned?
Of course not. In fact, after reading pornography too much, people get bored. But ambiguity stayed fresh for a very, very long time.
This, 'The School Belle's Bodyguard', though not as old as 'How a Bad Guy Is Made' in terms of seniority from his previous life, achieved results that blew 'Bad Guy' out of the water. On the China Mobile Reading platform alone, 'The School Belle's Bodyguard' had over two billion clicks. Just this one novel brought its author, Yuren Er Dai, tens of millions of RMB in manuscript fees.
Worried that after school started, he wouldn't have much time to write, Huang Yifan wrote six chapters in one go, only stopping when it was already late.
Seeing that the broadband installer still hadn't come, Huang Yifan sneered at the telecom company's work efficiency.
Turning off the computer, Huang Yifan prepared to return to school and register first.
…
Unfortunately, by the time Huang Yifan got back to school, it was already five o'clock. The teachers in charge of first-year registration had all gotten out of work.
Left with no choice, Huang Yifan went to the cafeteria to grab a meal and planned to register the next day.
Just as he entered the cafeteria, by bad luck, he ran into his old classmate, Zhang Huiping.
"Zhang Huiping, you're here too?"
"I came this morning. Have you registered yet?"
"No. I had something to deal with at noon. When I went in the afternoon, the teachers weren't there anymore. I'll register tomorrow. Let's eat first. These two days are just for registration anyway; there's nothing else to do."
Grabbing a lunch tray from the cafeteria, Huang Yifan lined up with Zhang Huiping to get food.
"Student, want some braised pork trotters?"
There weren't many people eating these first few days of school, so it didn't take long for it to be their turn.
Seeing Huang Yifan come up, the cafeteria cook smiled and enthusiastically recommended various dishes.
"Alright, give me one."
Even though he hadn't tasted it yet, it looked pretty good, so Huang Yifan nodded and ordered the braised pork trotters.
"Got it, one serving of braised pork trotters. Here you go."
After Huang Yifan, it was Zhang Huiping's turn.
"Little girl, what do you want? You girls usually like sour and spicy food. This pickled cabbage fish is guaranteed to suit your taste. How about one serving?"
"Okay, give me…"
Just as she was about to nod, Zhang Huiping suddenly said, "Wait, sir, how much is the pickled cabbage fish?"
"Not expensive, five yuan a serving."
"Five yuan?"
Zhang Huiping let out a small cry of surprise. "That's too expensive."
"Little girl, how is that expensive? Look, we use real peanut oil, and the fish is crucian carp from the Taohua Hydropower Station. Outside, a serving would cost at least twenty. We only sell it for five at school. How is that expensive?"
"Forget it, I'll take the greens on the side."
Zhang Huiping shook her head and ordered a serving of greens instead. But Huang Yifan cut her in "Old classmate, graduating from middle school and still being able to study together at No. 2 High is fate. This meal's on me. Sir, I'll take that pickled cabbage fish. Oh, and that stir-fried chicken with potatoes on the side too."
"Haha, this male student is generous. Alright, I'll serve you both. That'll be sixteen yuan, I'll just charge you fifteen."
"Thanks."
Before Zhang Huiping could refuse, Huang Yifan pulled her into the dining area.
"Come on, old classmate, eat up. I don't treat people very often."
But Zhang Huiping sat there hesitantly, not picking up her chopsticks.
"Don't be shy. I'm treating this time, you can treat next time, alright?"
Hearing that, Zhang Huiping finally started eating.
"Huang Yifan, are you always this generous? You ordered three dishes at once, and all three are meat."
As she ate, Zhang Huiping said.
"Not really. I'm stingy most of the time. It's just our first meal together as old classmates."
"Alright then. But you can't do this in the future. Uncle and Auntie don't earn money easily. Now that we're in high school, we should save where we can and not make our parents worry."
"Okay."
"Oh right, have you bought your daily necessities?"
"Yeah."
"Right, Zhang Lin said you rented a place on your own. Why did you rent a place?"
"I'm not used to living with others."
"Then you should start getting used to it now. When you go to university later, you'll still live in dorms."
"Alright, I'll see how things go and move back next semester."
The shy little girl from high school seemed to be gone. Right now, she seemed like a completely different person.
For a moment, Huang Yifan almost thought the person sitting across from him wasn't Zhang Huiping, but someone else.
But Zhang Huiping didn't notice Huang Yifan's strange look at all and kept firing off questions one after another.
"Do you know which class you're in?"
"What's your homeroom teacher's name?"
"There's evening self-study, you can't wander around."
"I'm telling you, for the next three years of high school, I'm going to study very seriously, extremely seriously."
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Lingdian Chinese Web.
"May, today's September 1st. Have you contacted The Number One White Under Heaven? Is he still planning to release the book on the 8th this month?"
Lingdian's editor-in-chief 567, Yang Guang, asked editor Wuyue.
"I asked a few days ago. The Number One White Under Heaven said there's no problem, his outline is already finished."
"Mm. Confirm again in the next few days. We need to do some promotion when The Number One White Under Heaven opens his new book."
"Alright."
Wuyue nodded and left the editor-in-chief's office.
"567, are you sure you want to strongly promote The Number One White Under Heaven?"
Inside the office, the chief editor, Please Call Me Captain, spoke up.
"I still think noob-style novels have huge potential."
567 replied firmly.
"567, the noob-style special we launched before already failed. If we push noob-style again, I'm afraid…"
"I know. But I can only say that the previous authors simply didn't know how to write noob-style. And recently, there's been a good sign. Quite a few new authors using 'White' in their pen names have opened new works and achieved some small results."
"I've seen that too. But those dozen or so noob-style novels only got minor results, and they're pretty average. Some might not even make it to VIP, let alone become popular."
"At least it's progress. I believe that with The Number One White Under Heaven, the pioneer of noob-style, stepping out, it might completely drive a noob-style boom."
"Putting our hopes on a level-one author feels a bit risky."
Please Call Me Captain sighed.
"It is risky. But Captain, you also know our site's current situation. Huanyue and Lianheng are aggressively poaching people. Our funds are already running dry. To be honest, Lingdian doesn't have any trump cards left."
After that sentence, Please Call Me Captain said nothing more.
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