After registering on September 2nd, what followed was the boring military training.
Although Huang Yifan didn't really want to participate, since he still had three years of high school ahead of him, he didn't want to do anything special or stand out. He just wanted to quietly get through these three years.
So, just like his classmates, he stood under the blazing sun and went through military training.
Fortunately, the evenings were relatively free. Although there was still self-study, since classes hadn't officially started yet, the atmosphere wasn't too oppressive. Many students were quite excited, introducing themselves and getting to know new classmates.
Huang Yifan's desk mate seemed to be called Ling Xue. After greeting her and introducing himself, Huang Yifan took out a copy of 'Youth Literature' that he had bought at the school gate and prepared to read it carefully.
'Youth Literature' was the parent publication of 'Youth Daily'. Whether in scale or strength, it far surpassed 'Youth Daily'.
No, not just by a little.
Looking at it nationwide, 'Youth Literature' still ranked among the top.
In particular, because 'Youth Literature' was a literary magazine under the national youth organization, it had always represented the thinking of young people.
One had to know that the age range for "youth" was actually quite broad. In the eyes of the state, youth started at eighteen and extended to under fifty. That is to say, anyone from eighteen to fifty could be considered a youth. From this alone, one could understand the ideological influence and leadership role that 'Youth Literature' possessed.
Moreover, 'Youth Literature' also had a much higher overall scope than 'Youth Daily' or other literary publications. Those who published in 'Youth Literature' were either university lecturers, well-known scholars, or top-tier professors. Or else, they were first-rate Huaguo writers, academic researchers, literary masters, and prominent figures from various schools of thought. This was a place where hundreds of schools of thought gathered, where tens of thousands of ideas collided and sparked fierce intellectual flames.
During the summer vacation, Huang Yifan had declined many issues from Ji Ziping. Now that he had entered high school, there would definitely be plenty of time in the future.
Since that was the case, Huang Yifan bought 'Youth Literature', planning to familiarize himself with it first.
Unknowingly, three days of high school life passed, and it was now September 5th.
There were still three days left until September 8th, the day he would release his new book.
However, even with three days remaining, Lingdian Chinese Web had already begun promoting The Number One White Under Heaven.
Founder of Noob-Style Fiction, The Number One White Under Heaven Interview.
This was a text interview. Generally speaking, only god-tier figures were chosen by Lingdian for interviews.
Not to mention being placed as the headline on the homepage.
As long as readers entered Lingdian Chinese Web, they would all be able to see this interview.
The text interview was written with great enthusiasm and passion.
[When 'Bad Guy' appeared, who could rival it?
At a time when noob-style fiction was still being cursed, when it was still being despised, when even its own authors loathed it, a noob-style novel titled 'How a Bad Guy Is Made' burst onto the scene. It was dazzling, it was radiant. To this day, many people still remember that the first top scorer of Lingdian's Sihai Channel was this divine work.
It was just a pity that 'Bad Guy', for certain reasons, had been deleted.
However, what was deleted was only the novel. Our author, The Number One White Under Heaven, continued writing with righteous fury.
After more than two months, a brand-new work appeared once again.
Below was the text interview with The Number One White Under Heaven.]
"White, may I ask, how do you explain the words 'close' in 'The School Belle's Bodyguard'?"
"Does that even need explaining? Anyone who understands will get it at a glance. Close bodyguard, well… you know."
"Alright, White, I get it, I get it. Then please give a simple introduction to your new book."
"How should I introduce it? If I really got into it, I could talk for three days and three nights. To put it simply, it's the story of an unparalleled expert going down the mountain to work as a bodyguard for a beauty. But this bodyguard is a bit lecherous. Also a bit sleazy, and quite cunning. In short, it's a story full of thrills, extremely exciting, and irresistibly sensual."
"Sensual, wow. White, just for those two words alone, I'm following this book."
…
The specifications of a Lingdian homepage text interview were naturally extremely high-end.
Not everyone could be interviewed by Lingdian, and not every author could appear in a homepage text interview.
Who knew how many authors dreamed of stepping onto that stage?
Unfortunately.
That stage was destined to be reserved for only a small handful of people.
When The Number One White Under Heaven's text interview appeared, the entire online fiction writing circle completely erupted.
There were author friends who admired The Number One White Under Heaven.
They opened threads on Feilong, congratulating The Number One White Under Heaven on attaining godhood.
Others commented that with The Number One White Under Heaven's strength, becoming a god was only a matter of time; they just hadn't expected it to come so quickly.
Some even said this was merely the beginning of The Number One White Under Heaven's ascension, that in the future he would become a super-god, or even a main god.
It seemed that from now on, they should call The Number One White Under Heaven White God.
However, this world had never lacked controversy.
Even though The Number One White Under Heaven had previously displayed immense strength on Feilong.
Once the Number One White Under Heaven appeared in Lingdian's homepage text interview, countless authors were still extremely dissatisfied.
"Lingdian is courting death, actually pushing a level-one author onto the homepage text interview."
"I'm completely disappointed in Lingdian. Lingdian, go die."
"May I ask Lingdian what qualifications The Number One White Under Heaven has to be on the homepage text interview?"
"There were rumors before that The Number One White Under Heaven was a relative of a Lingdian editor. Looks like it's true."
"Speechless. What ability does an author whose book got deleted have to be pushed so hard by Lingdian?"
"I think Lingdian has already run out of marquee authors. They're even forcefully promoting a writer who hasn't gone VIP yet. Lingdian is finished. Everyone, don't ever open books on Lingdian again."
Yes, this world was exactly like this.
When you were unknown, others might not even glance at you.
But when you walked ahead of them, especially when you had once been on the same level as them, many people would become jealous.
Lingdian's homepage text interview might look like just an interview, but being able to appear there meant that you had already attained godhood.
So what was a god, really?
It wasn't just authors joking with each other, casually calling someone a god and making them one.
In the web novel author circle, being called a god required not only absolute strength, but also the site's promotion and recognition.
If the site didn't acknowledge you, then sorry, that god title was nothing more than a joke everyone made.
Don't take it seriously just because others jokingly called you "god author, please take care of me".
At this moment, when The Number One White Under Heaven was truly acknowledged by Lingdian, overwhelming attacks and dissatisfaction surged once more.
How many authors wrote day and night, yet couldn't even get a contract?
How many authors spent years and still couldn't go VIP?
How many authors wrote for ten whole years and were still just ordinary authors?
How many authors wrote tens of millions of words and still failed to attain godhood?
Yet the Number One White Under Heaven, effortlessly, in less than half a year, had already stepped onto the divine altar.
How could they possibly swallow this?
Since they couldn't swallow it, let's fight.
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Glossary:
In the original Chinese title "校花的贴身高手", the key term is 贴身 (tiēshēn). Literally, 贴 means "to stick to" or "to cling closely," and 身 means "the body." Combined, 贴身 does not simply mean "close" in a vague sense, nor does it refer to a symbol or diagram; it specifically means "personal," "close-proximity," or "body-side", as in a personal bodyguard who stays constantly at someone's side. In Chinese, 贴身 also carries a strong intimate and suggestive undertone, often used in phrases like "贴身保镖" (personal bodyguard) or "贴身侍从," implying physical closeness, constant presence, and potential ambiguity. In English, rendering this literally as "Close Bodyguard" would sound unnatural and miss the idiomatic meaning, while "Personal Bodyguard" captures the function but weakens the erotic and ambiguous flavor implied by 贴身. Therefore, the title is translated as The School Belle's Bodyguard, with the idea of "close/personal" being absorbed into the role of "bodyguard" itself, rather than stated explicitly. The concept of "close" still exists in meaning, but it is implicit rather than verbalized in the English title to preserve naturalness and readability.
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