Chapter 11 Chapter 1

This time, Qiao Bailu didn't have to wait too long. She received a reply two weeks later. The publisher said that they could publish the novel, but the fee was relatively low, and they would buy it outright. They also sent the contract. Qiao Bailu was a little hesitant. She planned to write 300,000 words for the entire novel, and the publisher offered her 10,000 words.

Ten thousand yuan is a lot for the Qiao family's current situation. But in Qiao Bailu's previous life, she could earn 20,000 yuan just from the Internet for the same 300,000-word novel. Add in the publishing, and the difference is a bit big.

Moreover, Qiao Bailu felt that her writing was much better now than before, and her story ideas were also novel enough. If she only wanted to buy it for a few years, she could make a decision immediately, but she could buy it out...

After hesitating for a long time, seeing that several other publishing houses had not responded, Qiao Bailu decided to wait for another week. It was just right, and she could take this opportunity to think about it. Anyway, with this letter in her hand, it could be regarded as evidence, and she could fool Qiao Zhenting when she got home.

Thinking of this, Qiao Bailu stuffed the letter into the drawer, opened the textbook and read it seriously. Now their old class has finally been corrupted by the old teachers and has learned to arrange seats based on grades. If she still wants to sit behind or on the left of the top student next semester, she will have to work harder to make her grades not too far behind the top student.

Xie Jiayuan also became more patient. Before each evening self-study class, he would check Qiao Bailu's homework and explain the difficult points that she didn't understand in class again. Qiao Bailu didn't go home on Saturdays and Sundays, and Xie Jiayuan didn't go home on Saturdays and Sundays either. Although he couldn't make up much in two days, it was better than nothing. Xie Jiayuan's ability to guess the test questions was always first-class.

Then, Qiao Bailu was called out by her teacher for a talk.

"I heard that you and Xie Jiayuan have a good relationship?" The teacher stood with his hands behind his back for a while and asked directly, "Are you two in love?"

"No, teacher, you must have heard it wrong." Qiao Bailu blinked and quickly denied: "It's true that we have a good relationship. I'm stupid and always can't figure out some physics questions. The physics teacher is too lazy. Every time he lectures, he just reads the questions and then the answers. I can't keep up, so I often go to Xie Jiayuan to ask questions."

"You're not in a relationship? Then why do people say that they always see you two together?" The teacher asked again. Qiao Bailu sighed, "Teacher, I just said that I came to ask Xie Jiayuan questions. I have asked many people questions, but only Xie Jiayuan explained them in the most detail, and it was easiest for me to understand, so after that I always asked Xie Jiayuan alone."

After a pause, he added: "Teacher, if you are worried about us falling in love, why don't you wait until the final exam is over and see our grades? If the grades drop, I will definitely not look for Xie Jiayuan in the future. If they don't drop, then the teacher will know that I am not lying."

The old class teacher reached out and touched his chin: "You are the only one who can say all the good and bad things."

"Hehe, that's because you are so tolerant and generous, old teacher. If it was the head teacher of Class 2, I would definitely shrink my neck like a quail and dare not say anything." The head teacher of Class 2 was a serious old man who taught politics. After the classes were divided the following year, the old man became the head teacher of the liberal arts class.

When I was in the third year of high school, their school set up a fast-track class, which included both arts and science. It was not really divided into classes, but three outstanding students were selected from each class to go to the multimedia classroom every afternoon after school, which meant that they had one more class than ordinary students.

The old man was the political teacher of the fast class at that time, and his level was quite high.

"You're so talkative!" The teacher smiled and finally decided to give Qiao Bailu a chance: "Okay, let's wait and see the results this time. If the grades go up, I won't say anything. If the grades go down, I'll hold a parents' meeting next semester, and then I'll have a talk with your parents."

"Okay, teacher, don't worry. I'm very confident." Qiao Bailu gave an unstandard military salute. The teacher nodded and was about to let her go back to the classroom when the English teacher came over and stopped her again: "Qiao Bailu, come here."

Qiao Bailu waved to the teacher and hurried over.

The English teacher held a pile of papers and took out a paper. "This is the last class test. Look at your own paper. There are so many mistakes! They are all questions that should not be made wrong. Didn't I emphasize them many times in class?"

Qiao Bailu quickly took the paper with both hands and took a quick glance. She got 80 out of 100. It was really embarrassing. Besides physics, English was her second weakest subject. No, that's not right. To be precise, physics was her biggest fear, followed by geography, and then English. She could even bravely forge ahead with mathematics, which was called a lullaby.

But when facing those three gates, she always had a feeling of being powerless.

"Here, look at the question carefully, it's present continuous tense! What is the format of present continuous tense? Look at what you wrote, what format is it?" The English teacher asked while pointing at the test paper. Qiao Bailu's face turned red and she didn't dare to answer.

The English teacher was not very tall, almost the same height as Qiao Bailu, but when he was teaching students, his small body would always burst out with super strong strength, and Qiao Bailu almost shrunk herself into the corner.

"Starting tomorrow, I will assign you homework every day. You have to memorize the text, one article a day, and come to my office during the break to write it down for me." After scolding him, the English teacher walked towards the classroom with the test paper. Qiao Bailu hurriedly followed him in along the corner, lowering her head and bending over, for fear that the English teacher would discover her again.

"There are several students. Let me read out their names... Qiao Bailu, Wang Lin, Yang Na..." The English teacher read out the names while flipping through the papers: "Start memorizing the text today. Go to my office to write it out during the break tomorrow. Memorize the first four paragraphs of the first lesson today. I will tell you which paragraph to memorize every day in class. If you can't memorize it, just copy it out twenty times!"

After saying this, the teacher asked the class representative to come up and hand out the papers: "Okay, I'll take up some of your evening study time. I'll first talk about this paper. The most wrong question is a multiple-choice question. Everyone turn to the multiple-choice question..."

By the time the English teacher finished explaining the test paper, almost half an hour had passed. The teacher came around twice and asked a few people to go out and talk. Among them was Xie Jiayuan. As soon as the others came back, Qiao Bailu quickly wrote a note and asked what the teacher said.

Xie Jiayuan's note was replied quite quickly - he didn't say anything, just asked if he was confident in the exam, and that the first place in the grade would get a scholarship.

There was no mention of premature love at all. Qiao Bailu guessed that either the teacher didn't ask, or Xie Jiayuan didn't intend to say it. The former probably had to wait until the final exam results came out, and the latter, if Xie Jiayuan didn't intend to say it, Qiao Bailu wouldn't be able to ask.

After crumpling up the note, Qiao Bailu lay on the table and continued to do her homework. There was nothing she could do. She had already made a promise in front of her teacher. If she didn't work hard, she would be in danger next semester.

Evening self-study is a constant stream of students and teachers. One teacher comes and one goes. The English teacher is the explosive type, and the whole class has to listen to her lectures. The physics exam is the quiet type. I walked around the classroom for ten minutes. Two students asked questions, and he answered them quietly and left quietly.

While studying, Qiao Bailu also had to wait for the letter from the publisher. Sure enough, waiting was beneficial. Another publisher also replied, not buying out the book, but buying the copyright for ten years, and the fee was 8,000 yuan.

The difference was 2,000 yuan. Qiao Bailu was not particularly short of money now. Nowadays, parents would not let their children suffer no matter how poor they were. Even though the Qiao family owed foreign debts, they never let Qiao Bailu and Qiao Zhenting suffer.

So, after a day of consideration, Qiao Bailu decisively chose the 8,000 yuan. After writing a reply to the publisher and signing the contract, she sent out the remaining half. The sample book will have to wait until next year, but the royalties will arrive soon.

It was the first time that Qiao Bailu had met such a straightforward publishing house. She was so excited that she started studying as if she had been injected with chicken blood.

After finally finishing the exam, he waved his hand and called a few roommates in his dormitory and Wang Lin to go eat grilled lamb skewers at a restaurant near the school gate. The food was affordable and delicious.

After eating, he still remembered to pack up for Xie Jiayuan. A top student is a top student. After the exam, everyone went to relax and waited to pack up and go home tomorrow, but Xie Jiayuan was still sitting in the classroom.

"Here, I made some money, I'll treat you to a meal." Qiao Bailu smiled and leaned over, reaching out to tap on Xie Jiayuan's book: "I said before that I wanted to choose liberal arts, you see, my choice was right, wasn't it?"

"No matter what, it's a good choice." Xie Jiayuan slowly opened the bag and said as he ate, "There is still work to be done in the future. If you don't work hard in the future, there will always be a day when you will run out of ideas. How far do you want to go?"

"Walk very, very far, and know my name the whole time." Qiao Bailu stretched out her hand and drew a big circle: "What do you think of this goal?"

"Okay!" Xie Jiayuan nodded and looked at her with a smile: "I'll wait and see."

"Xie Jiayuan, we have to work hard together." Qiao Bailu also smiled: "Which university are you going to apply to in the future?"

"Q University, what about you?" Xie Jiayuan said it firmly without any hesitation. Qiao Bailu also had no doubt that he would not pass the exam, because he had passed it in his previous life.

"Same as you, Xie Jiayuan, do you have anything to say to me?" Now, it was her turn to work hard. There was absolutely no problem with Xie Jiayuan, and she also had to make sure there was no problem on her side.

"Yes, after the class division, don't think that I can't see it and stop studying hard." Xie Jiayuan squinted at her.

"That's not what I'm asking." Now there were only two of them in the classroom, so Qiao Bailu didn't have to worry about being heard.

"What is that?" Xie Jiayuan turned his eyes away and stared at the textbook on the table seriously.

"Guess?" Qiao Bailu opened her eyes wide and looked at Xie Jiayuan with a smile. After a long silence, Xie Jiayuan spoke: "If we can go to the same university, will we be together?"

Qiao Bailu’s eyes widened even more, and she had no idea what to say next - was this a confession?

Chapter 12 Chapter 1

Even when they returned to the dormitory, Qiao Bailu was still a little slow to react. She didn't even respond when Liu Wenjing called her. Finally, Liu Wenjing became impatient and slapped her in the face: "Why are you daydreaming? Are you going to sleep or not? You have to go home early tomorrow morning. Are you going to stand all night?"

Qiao Bailu was startled and quickly took the basin outside to fetch water for washing. When she was done, the bed was already warmed by Liu Wenjing. Qiao Bailu leaned on Liu Wenjing's shoulder and said, "Wenjing, don't sleep, let's talk."

Liu Wenjing took off her headphones and said, "I didn't sleep in the first place. I just finished my exam today and I'm very excited. I also ate so much barbecue tonight and my stomach is full. By the way, you came back so late just now. Did you go to see Xie Jiayuan?"

Yang Na was lying across from them. When she heard Liu Wenjing's words, she coughed softly, "Bai Lu, are you really dating Xie Jiayuan?"

"Didn't you always say that I like Xie Jiayuan? Why don't you figure it out now?" Qiao Bailu asked doubtfully. Yang Na turned over with a smile and faced them: "You know that everyone in our class is joking. In the past, they always said that Daxianer and Wang Fang were together. They just got boiled water together once. You and Xie Jiayuan always sit together, so there must be gossip. However, gossip is gossip. Everyone is joking and no one will take it seriously. What happened between you and Xie Jiayuan, tell me, is it true?"

“Of course…” Qiao Bailu dragged out her voice and nodded with a smile: “It’s fake!”

"You are lying, you are not honest!" Liu Wenjing said with a smile, stretching out his hand to scratch Qiao Bailu's armpits: "Hurry up and tell the truth, or you won't be able to sleep tonight!"

Gao Juan also helped on the other side: "Yes, let her tell the truth. She can't sleep if she doesn't! Just now, she ran away for a long time after asking for leave from class. She must have gone to see Xie Jiayuan! She must have gone on a date! You are really brave. Aren't you afraid of being caught by the teacher?"

"The teachers in our school are all lazy, no one is going to catch them." Miao Xiaoli said with a smile, and also joined the discussion: "Bai Lu, just tell me the truth. Look at how many good students there are in our class. Not to mention those far away, even in our dormitory, Yang Na is considered a top student. Why don't you ever ask Yang Na when you ask questions?"

Qiao Bailu curled her lips: "Yang Na is a firecracker. It's okay to ask once, but she will curse if you ask twice."

Yang Na's eyes widened. "Don't accuse me. I have the best temper. No matter who asks me a question, I never give them a perfunctory answer. Didn't you ask me that too? You little heartless person, who asked me math questions yesterday?"

Liu Wenjing added with a smile: "I asked you because I had no other choice. Xie Jiayuan can't enter the girls' dormitory. If he could, why would I ask you?"

Qiao Bailu nodded quickly: "See, Wen Jing is still a smart person, knowing that Yang Na is a firecracker. Xie Jiayuan and I really have no relationship, at least, it is impossible to have a relationship during high school. I sent food to Xie Jiayuan today because when I submitted my article before, Xie Jiayuan gave me advice. I am thanking him. I have always been grateful."

"Come on, I treated you to beef tendon noodles last time, and you're not even grateful enough to repay me. You didn't even bring me any delicious food at night." Yang Na was trying to sabotage him again. Qiao Bailu looked up at her and said, "How about I pledge my love to you?"

Yang Na deliberately made her voice rough: "You are a good-looking girl, with delicate skin and tender flesh. I like you. From now on, you will be my second wife!"

Qiao Bailu pinched her throat and complained: "Second Madam? You enemy, you actually already have a wife?"

Yang Na quickly reached out her hand to pull Qiao Bailu: "My dear, my heart is half for her and half for you. If you don't believe me, feel it. It beats so hard for you. Without you, what's the meaning of my life?"

Liu Wenjing slapped the bed and laughed: "Yang Na, you are so funny, is this an imitation of Pushkin?"

"What Pushkin? You are ignorant. This is clearly Tagore!" Yang Na declared solemnly: "I'm telling you, Bai Lu will be my second wife from now on. You can't bully Bai Lu, or I won't let you go!"

A few people were joking and laughing. Liu Wenjing lowered her voice and asked, "Hey, you and Xie Jiayuan, are you planning to go to the same university?"

"Well, we are students now, and students should study hard and make progress every day. The teacher said that premature love is wrong, so, I don't plan to fall in love too early, and he doesn't plan to fall in love too early either. We are not together, so you don't need to gossip."

Qiao Bailu said with a smile, and Miao Xiaoli couldn't help but sighed: "It's great that you have a common goal and can work together. It's really enviable."

"What is there to envy? If you are willing, you can have the same goal as us and work hard with us." Yang Na said with a smile: "Otherwise, I will enthrone you as my third wife? From now on, you will no longer suffer from slavery, and you and your husband will return home together?"

"Come on, if I really become your third wife, then we won't be a couple anymore, we'll be a couple of four!" Miao Xiaoli laughed and said, "By the way, Bailu, which university are you aiming for?"

"Of course the best one." Qiao Bailu said with a smile: "As long as it's the best! Even if we don't get the best in the end, we still have to be in the same city."

"Do you really want the Q one?" Yang Na asked in surprise, "Didn't you say before that you like the Z one?"

"Yes, I like it, but if I have to go, I'd rather go to Q University." Qiao Bailu said with a smile, and then asked Yang Na and the others: "What about you? Which school do you plan to go to?"

"My goal is S University!" Yang Na turned over and stared at the ceiling: "I have relatives there, it will be easy for me to find a job after graduation."

"My goal is B University." Liu Wenjing also said with a smile: "Hey, by then we will be separated by thousands of miles, but you can't forget me when the time comes. I will travel to your city and you will be responsible for receiving me."

"Of course, we should visit each other." Gao Juan said with a smile. Yang Na was a little confused: "Hey, why isn't Cheng Ah Zhu talking? She's so quiet today. Ah Zhu, Ah Zhu, what's wrong with you? Didn't you do well on the exam?"

"No, I didn't." Cheng Zhenzhen's voice was a little depressed, but she still forced herself to speak: "I'm so smart, how could I fail the exam? If the result is not good, it must be that the teacher corrected it wrong!"

"Yes, the teacher always wears glasses when marking other people's papers. When it is your turn, he takes off his glasses." Yang Na nodded quickly, guessing that Cheng Zhenzhen really failed the exam. However, she did not comfort her explicitly. Cheng Zhenzhen has always had a strong self-esteem, and she would be even more upset if she said too much.

Qiao Bailu also reacted and hurriedly said with a smile: "Azhu must have fallen asleep during the exam. I think you should prepare a bottle of Fengyoujing for the next exam. By the way, Azhu, we will be divided into classes next year. Will you choose liberal arts or science?"

"Science, I guess." Changing the subject, Cheng Zhenzhen answered even though she was still a little exhausted: "I hate memorizing books the most. I definitely won't be able to take the liberal arts exam. What about you? Ah, no need to ask, you will definitely choose liberal arts. You've already published a novel, are you planning to continue down this path in the future?"

"You're so smart~" Qiao Bailu said with a smile, and Yang Na replied: "I'm also choosing science, what did you choose? Oh, by the way, will the dormitories be divided after the class division? Will we still live together and follow the class division?"

"I think we should follow the class division. After all, it's easier to discuss problems if we live in the same dormitory. For example, in our dormitory, I study liberal arts and you study science. If I have something I don't understand, I won't be able to ask you. Besides, each class has a different time to finish school, so it's easier to have different dormitories for each class."

Liu Wenjing said while lying on the bed, Gao Juan nodded, "I think so too. By then, Bai Lu will be gone."

“Hey, the way you said it makes it seem like something will happen to me at that time. Let me tell you, even if I leave, I will come back one day! You all just wait!” Qiao Bailu said arrogantly. After that, she thought of a cartoon that was popular several years later and couldn’t help laughing.

Everyone really couldn't find her high point and was confused for most of the day.

After talking for most of the night, everyone in the dormitory woke up late in the morning. Because it was the last day, there was no food in the cafeteria. Several people planned to pack up and go home quickly, just in time for lunch.

Before they left, the monitor came over and said, "You guys haven't left yet? That's great. Who's free? Come with me to the office and help out. It'll probably take the whole afternoon. If you're not in a hurry, just wait a bit."

"What can I help you with?" Yang Na asked as she stuffed the sheets into her schoolbag. The monitor waved her hand and said, "Grading papers. Do you want to know your score earlier? Do you want to know your ranking earlier? Then stay and help. I guarantee you'll know it earlier!"

"I'm not interested. It's already like that, whether it's good or bad." Yang Na pouted, carrying her schoolbag and left. Liu Wenjing also hurriedly squeezed past the monitor. In a blink of an eye, Qiao Bailu was the only one left in the dormitory. Qiao Bailu picked up her schoolbag and pushed the monitor: "Make way, I'm going to lock the door."

"Xie Jiayuan is here too, are you really not going?" the squad leader said hurriedly. Qiao Bailu exerted force with her hands, and the door lock clicked shut. Qiao Bailu clapped her hands, "Then squad leader, please say goodbye to Xie Jiayuan for me. See you next year. By the way, squad leader, happy new year. I won't call you during the Chinese New Year, so I'm saying this in advance."

Qiao Bailu waved as she walked: "Thank you for your hard work, squad leader. Happy New Year, squad leader. Goodbye~"

The monitor shook his head helplessly, muttered a few words, and turned to the next dormitory. He needed to find at least ten people. If he needed two or three, he might not be able to finish it in one day. There were several papers, so he needed at least three people for each one, right?

Chapter 13 Chapter 1

"How much did you earn?" He Xiaoxiang scratched her ears and asked again. Qiao Bailu stretched out her fingers and gestured eight: "This is the number, but I spent some of it myself, and I have to keep some for books and other things. I will only give you 7,000. For the rest, we will go shopping tomorrow, and I will buy you, your father, and your brother a set of clothes."

Since they decided to build a house, until the house was built, the family had not bought new clothes for three years. My parents were okay, they could mend their old clothes and wear them, especially my father, who was even more frugal. Whenever he went to the town to buy some fertilizer, they would give him clothes with advertisements on them. Although the quality was not very good and the style was not very good, they were new clothes after all.

Qiao Bailu was quite depressed. She could only wear clothes from her cousins. She finally made some money. Although it was not enough to pay off the foreign debt, money was not earned by saving. Her parents' views could not be changed yet, but they could not object to her spending her own money.

Qiao Zhenting came over excitedly: "Sister, are you serious? Did you really make that much money?"

"How could it be false? Here, the money!" Qiao Bailu patted the envelope on the table with a proud look on her face. She was not yet an adult, so it was difficult for her to apply for a bank card and passbook. The other party sent her a remittance slip, and she had withdrawn the money from the post office before.

He Xiaoxiang quickly opened the envelope and took out a stack of money. After counting carefully, it was exactly seven thousand. Qiao Zhenting's eyes widened: "Wow, sister, you are really capable. Our dad worked hard for two months and still didn't earn as much as you!"

Qiao Jianjun's cheek twitched, and Qiao Bailu patted Qiao Zhenting hurriedly: "That's different. My work requires a lot of brainpower. It takes half a year at the shortest and three to five years at the longest. You can only make so much from one book. Dad's business is still small now, so he only makes 5,000 in two months. When we do big projects in the future, we can make tens of thousands of dollars with just a little effort. With more people, we can set up a company, and then our dad will be the boss! At least 100,000 a year!"

Of course, this number is not much. Successful people have to make tens of thousands every minute, and the richest man has to make millions every minute. Of course, this number cannot be compared. But Qiao Jianjun is an ordinary person, and his vision is limited to what he has seen. If Qiao Bailu said more, he would not believe it, so he could only say a lower number.

But it was low, and Qiao Jianjun was a little excited: "Can you really start a company?"

"Of course you should. So, Dad, don't always focus on the small projects in our town. Our town is so small, how many shopping malls can we build? When you have time, go to the county or the city to have a look."

Qiao Bailu said with a smile, and then added after a pause: "Many, many years ago, didn't the higher-ups issue a document to designate Z City as the provincial capital? I think Z City has more room for development. Dad should work hard and go to Z City to contract projects in the future."

She remembered this very clearly, because she spent four years of college in Z City, and stayed there for another six years after graduation, which added up to ten years of hard work. Z City occupies the most advantageous geographical location, it is the geographical center of the country, and it is also the transportation hub of the country. For example, the railway station is the largest in the country.

There are already signs of this happening. Almost all the people in the province are moving to that city. She had planned to buy a house there after graduation, but because of the overpopulation, the house prices are getting more expensive every year, and she won't be able to afford a toilet until she dies.

The real estate development in other cities started to decline after reaching a certain level, but in City Z, it was rising instead.

In addition to real estate, there are also government projects and road construction everywhere. Qiao Bailu has moved six times in six years, changing direction once a year. There are road construction projects in every direction. If Qiao Jianjun really goes to City Z, he will definitely not have trouble finding work.

"Okay, my daughter, since you said that, I'm going to fight for your life! The shopping mall in the town is also completed, I'll go to the county town to have a look next year." Father Qiao was in high spirits. He was a little stimulated today. He just made money and was a little complacent. This was a lot of money. It took a year to make it back before. But when he turned around, his daughter gave him a head-on blow. She actually made more than him!

How can a father be inferior to his own daughter? Not being able to make his children live a better life is already very uncomfortable, but he even lets his children earn money to pay off the family debts. He is too embarrassed to say that he is the head of the family.

"Of course I do. I believe my dad is the best! I inherited my parents' intelligence!" Qiao Bailu said with a smile, and stretched out her hand to twist Qiao Zhenting's ear: "Brother, does our bet still count?"

"It counts!" Qiao Zhenting bent down hurriedly to relieve the pain in his ears. "Sister can earn so much just by writing. It seems that studying is still the best way to make money. I have decided that I will study hard in the future, just like you, to get into No. 1 Middle School, go to college, and make more money!"

It's just that my sister likes to read novels, so she can write good novels and publish them. What do you like? You can't just say you like to play, right?

Qiao Bailu didn't have time to plan her brother's future. No matter what he did, the most important thing was to get into high school. What was the point of considering so many things for a kid in the third year of junior high school?

Seeing that the New Year was approaching, Qiao Bailu urged Qiao Jianjun to borrow a van, and the family drove to the county town. The largest supermarket in the county town was Pangpangxiang, the largest clothing store was Chuntian Clothing Plaza, and the largest shoe mall was Datong Shoes.

Qiao Bailu sat in the car and discussed with He Xiaoxiang: "We should go buy clothes first, then buy shoes, and finally go to the supermarket. By the way, now that we are in the county town, do you want to go see your aunt?"

"Go ahead. You've been studying in the county for the first half of the year, and I asked your aunt to take care of you." He Xiaoxiang said with a smile. Qiao Bailu pouted: "Mom, don't mention it. I've never been to my aunt's house, and my aunt didn't ask me to go."

My aunt had three daughters and one son, who was half a year younger than Qiao Bailu. They were both in the first year of high school at No. 1 Middle School, but they were in different classes. In her previous life, Qiao Bailu chose science, and her cousin Xiang Jie also studied science. The head teachers of the two classes also knew about their relationship and often compared their grades.

When she was in the second year of high school, Qiao Bailu was still able to have the upper hand, but in the third year, Qiao Bailu obviously couldn't keep up. The head teacher was a kind person, and probably didn't want to discourage Qiao Bailu, so he never compared the two of them together again.

It was Xiang Jie, who was extremely proud. He would always brag about his grades when he got home. His aunt only had this one son, and she gave birth to three daughters before she had one. She doted on Xiang Jie beyond measure.

Every time she went back home, she would nag He Xiaoxiang about the children's academic performance. As the one with poor academic performance, Qiao Bailu became the stepping stone for her aunt to promote Xiang Jie's love of learning and progress.

In addition, her aunt was stingy and her uncle liked to brag, so Qiao Bailu didn't like their family. After her rebirth, she really didn't want to go to her aunt's house. However, her aunt didn't let Xiang Jie invite her.

"Hey, your aunt." He Xiaoxiang sighed and reached out to rub Qiao Bailu's hair: "However, elders are elders, you are not allowed to go too far. Besides, your father still needs your uncle."

"It's better to find Zhai Jianguo than my uncle." Qiao Bailu said unconvincedly. Zhai Jianguo was from their village and was an official in the county. Qiao Bailu had never asked what official position he held in her previous life. He lived a few houses away from their family. He Xiaoxiang and Zhai Jianguo's wife had a good relationship. The two families often visited each other and exchanged favors during festivals.

"Your uncle knows a lot of people. He was a soldier and has many connections." He Xiaoxiang said again. Qiao Bailu muttered, "His connections are all in H Province, and our family doesn't plan to go there. Okay, okay, I know what you mean. Then when we come back from the supermarket, let's buy a box of milk and send it over, okay?"

Qiao Bailu didn't want to argue with her mother about this matter. Seeing that He Xiaoxiang wanted to say something again, she quickly interrupted her: "Maybe my aunt was too busy last semester, so she didn't take care of me. I'll go there later. I will definitely talk to her obediently and will never show any dissatisfaction!"

Qiao Bailu almost raised her hand to swear, and He Xiaoxiang nodded in satisfaction. It's not that she had to force her daughter, but the eldest sister had no other shortcomings except being stingy. Although she was not enthusiastic about the younger generation, she didn't owe her a little sister. When she was a child, she was able to go to school thanks to her eldest and second sisters.

As a person, you can't just remember grudges and forget about kindness. Besides, the elder sister is stingy, and she didn't take advantage of them. She just doesn't want to give away her good things. What's wrong? It doesn't affect you at all.

He Xiaoxiang earnestly educated Qiao Bailu with these words, and Qiao Bailu quickly nodded: "Yes, yes, mom, you are right! I am too narrow-minded, I really shouldn't, I am wrong, I will never do this again!"

Qiao Jianjun grumbled to his daughter, "How come it doesn't bother us? Every year during the Chinese New Year, we exchange good snacks for a box of expired milk from their family. It doesn't bother us, right?"

This is also one of the things Qiao Bailu doesn't like about her aunt. How expensive can the gifts for visiting relatives be during the Chinese New Year? Ten or twenty yuan is enough. But every year, no matter who the aunt is, she always gives a box of milk, all of which is expired.

Last year, my second uncle forgot to check the date and drank one box, and he had diarrhea for three days in a row!

He Xiaoxiang couldn't help laughing and said, "Isn't it because they have a lot of this stuff? Or it means that my brother-in-law knows a lot of people, and someone sends it to us every year. They can't drink it themselves, so they send it to us. So, when you are free, you should invite my brother-in-law to dinner or something. Don't ask him to find things for you to do, just get to know more people."

Chapter 14 Chapter 1

At the end of the year, more people were shopping in the mall. The mall was so crowded that it was hard to turn around. Qiao Bailu followed He Xiaoxiang around and picked out a leather coat for Qiao Jianjun, asking for more than 400 yuan.

This is not the time when money is not used as money in the future. Four hundred yuan is almost as much as Qiao Bailu's tuition for a year. Qiao Jianjun waved his hands desperately: "No, no, it's too expensive. Just buy a big coat for the New Year."

"Dad, we agreed at home before that I will pay for your clothes and you just try them on." Qiao Bailu said with a smile, and turned to ask the shopping guide: "Is there a discount?"

"Yes, there's a 30% discount if you spend over 1,000 yuan," the salesperson said hurriedly, and then flattered Qiao Jianjun with a smile: "You look different in this suit, you look like a big boss. Take a look at this suit model. Do you feel that you stand up straighter when you put it on?"

Qiao Jianjun looked at the mirror and touched it twice reluctantly: "It looks good, but it's too expensive." Although he is a foreman now, he still works as much as others. The extra money he earns is not blown by the wind, but is earned by working hard when he has free time.

As a result, he was asked to pay one tenth of his wages for one piece of clothing, which was really like cutting his own flesh.

"I bought it! Pack it up! We'll look at women's clothing later and check out together." Qiao Bailu didn't look at Qiao Jianjun's expression. She waved her hand generously. Qiao Jianjun continued to wave his hand: "No, no..."

"I said I want it, Dad, if you keep nagging me, I won't let you go shopping with us." Qiao Bailu said with a smile, reaching out to pull He Xiaoxiang: "Come on, Mom, let's go look at women's clothing."

Qiao Zhenting shouted at the side: "Hey, stop it, sister, I haven't bought any clothes yet. I just saw one I liked. Can you help me take a look? Didn't you say you would buy me clothes too? Take a look at this, how about it?"

It was also a leather jacket, but different from the one worn by Qiao's father. Qiao's father's ears were brown, which made him look mature. Qiao Zhenting liked the orange one, which made him look lively. The salesperson quickly took off the jacket and asked Qiao Zhenting to try it on.

It must be said that Qiao Zhenting has good taste. The clothes really show off his figure when he wears them.

The price was not cheap either, also more than 400 yuan. The two pieces together cost less than 1,000 yuan. He Xiaoxiang laughed at the side: "Didn't you say you were going to buy clothes for the whole family? What should we do if we don't have enough money now?"

"Mom, can you lend me a thousand first? I'll pay you back next year?" Qiao Bailu hugged He Xiaoxiang's arm and acted like a spoiled child. Qiao Jianjun followed behind with a sad face: "Return my clothes. You two can buy them. You don't have to buy them for me. I can just get some clothes to wear."

"Return it, it's several hundred, enough for you two to buy clothes." Qiao Jianjun muttered, and Qiao Bailu listened impatiently: "Dad, you only bought one piece of clothing in three years, don't be stingy, money is earned, how much can you save? Besides, won't you be a boss next year? Without good clothes to wear, who would be willing to drink with you?"

"Then I'll just buy a suit..." Qiao Jianjun whispered. The salesperson explained: "This suit can be worn as a cotton-padded jacket or a coat. It can be worn in spring and autumn. You see, the wool lining inside can be taken off."

"Go ahead, you'll be in business with people later without nice clothes, how can you do it?" He Xiaoxiang was open-minded and said with a smile, "This one is not enough, I'll have to buy you another suit in the spring. Besides, this is my daughter's filial piety. If you don't appreciate it now, I won't buy you anything in the future."

Qiao Jianjun then shut up, but his distressed expression remained unchanged.

Clothes for He Xiaoxiang and Qiao Bailu were easy to buy, two down jackets were enough. The pants were basically the same, Qiao Bailu and Qiao Zhenting wore jeans, Qiao Jianjun and He Xiaoxiang wore suit pants. After buying a set, the whole family spent more than a thousand yuan, and with the discounted price, it was exactly a thousand yuan.

After paying the bill, Qiao Bailu began to feel distressed. Ouch, I had planned to save a thousand yuan to buy books, but now I have nothing left. I am still too poor. I have to earn some more next year. Otherwise, I will have no time to make money when I am in the third year of high school.

After another round of shopping in the supermarket, the family went to my aunt's house carrying a box of snacks.

"Hey, why didn't you call earlier? Have you had lunch?" The aunt was very enthusiastic and invited the Qiao family in: "Come in, come in, the room is warm. It's so cold. Oh, look at how cold the child is."

As he spoke, he called his daughter, "Tingting, go make some tea, and wash more apples."

Xiang Tingting responded, came out of the house, and said hello to He Xiaoxiang and the others before entering the kitchen. The living room was indeed warm. There was a large iron basin in the middle of the room, with wood burning in it. I don't know if it was because the wood was not dry enough, but there was a smoky smell in the room. Qiao Bailu was a little uncomfortable, so she raised her hand to fan it, and Qiao Zhenting's eyes were also red.

They were like this, they couldn't stand the smoke. Although they lit a fire in the winter, they would only bring the wood into the house after it was completely burned and only carbon was left. Seeing Qiao Bailu's actions, the aunt smiled and said, "It was just lit not long ago, there is still a little smoke, you go to Ajie's room first, by the way, Ajie is also at home, you can discuss your winter vacation homework."

Qiao Bailu responded and led Qiao Zhenting into Xiang Jie's room. Xiang Jie was reading a book at the table. When he heard the door open, he moved his hands and turned back. We were all students, so everyone knew everyone's tricks. Qiao Bailu stepped forward and took away the book on top, revealing a novel underneath.

Xiang Jie didn't care: "Don't tell my mom. My test results were not good this time. My mom is very angry."

"Yeah." Qiao Bailu responded, and Xiang Jie stretched out her hand to hook Qiao Zhenting's neck: "Do you want to play basketball?"

"Isn't the school closed?" Qiao Bailu asked. Xiang Jie said excitedly, "My dad's company built a basketball court. I'll take you to see it."

"No, it's just a basketball court. What's there to see? It's not like I haven't seen it before." Qiao Bailu shook her head and said to Xiang Jie with a smile, "There are also computers. My dad just installed them in his office. You go play on the computer while Zhenting and I play basketball."

"Okay, let's go." Qiao Bailu thought about it and nodded. Online literature has developed in the past two years. She has to go and see if she can take advantage of it. If she opens a website herself, the funds...

Alas, she was proud of the eight thousand she earned before, but now she thinks that little money can't do anything. However, she was a little reluctant to miss this opportunity. Otherwise, invest some money?

A very famous website in later generations will probably be struggling with the life and death situation of whether to open or close next year or the year after?

But when it comes to investment, I've never heard of anyone who only has 4,000 or 5,000 yuan to do it.

He walked and thought all the way to his uncle's office. He took the key and opened the door. He said as he walked in, "It's the end of the year. My dad is very busy. He follows his boss around all day. There's no one in the office. You can play here by yourself for a while. Zhenting and I will go play basketball."

As he spoke, he turned on the computer and connected to the Internet. Fearing that Qiao Bailu didn't know how to do it, he gave her some pointers: "If there's anything you don't understand, just call me from the window. See? The basketball court is right behind us. I'll hear you when you call me."

"I understand. You can leave now." Qiao Bailu waved her hand to drive the two away, and began to check various literary websites on the Internet. There were six or seven famous ones in the future. She looked at them one by one, and none of them had a specific scale. Even the most famous one was still a literary association, and there was no standard for charging fees.

The various original novels are just so-so. Not even one flower has bloomed, let alone a hundred flowers blooming. Time travel and rebirth are nowhere to be found.

The more Qiao Bailu looked at it, the more excited she became. There was such a business opportunity that was sure to make money, and it was closely related to her future. If she didn't know, she could still work hard in the future. But now she knew! She knew how popular online novels would be in the future, and she knew how much money this field would make in the future! But unfortunately, she didn't have any resources at all!

It's like a person is hungry and there is a bowl of her favorite food in front of her, but she can only look at it but not eat it. This feeling is so frustrating.

Qiao Bailu was anxious. How much money did it cost to open a website? How much money would it cost if she only invested? Otherwise, how could she take out a loan? But where could she get a loan as a student who was not yet an adult?

Let dad go? Don't dream, dad must think she has a mental problem!

After thinking about it, the most likely option is to write a novel. One book costs 8,000 yuan. Then write two or three more books? Make 30,000 yuan? Would that be too little? Do something big? Write a short story first. When the two short stories are out and I am famous, I can write a long novel.

Ouch, don't open the website in front yet, wait for me!!! Don't be ridiculous, the wind is too strong, no one can hear you.

Time waits for no one. Qiao Bailu checked the current person in charge of each website while thinking whether to contact them first. After all, if she can see the business opportunity in this matter, then others can see the business opportunity even more. Otherwise, why would the literature network be established?

They worked so hard to prepare the food, and now she wants to share a bowl, so won't others have enough to eat? So, should we look for those who had problems in the process? Or should we look for those who are not so famous in later generations, find the opportunity to poach the masters, and then develop a literary website that is different from the websites in later generations?

Chapter 15 Chapter 1

Qiao Bailu was still thinking about this matter until she got home. She couldn't wait to pick up her pen and started writing her second novel. This time she chose a martial arts novel. The previous one was a suspense novel, and to be honest, she was not very satisfied with the price.

Some time ago, she browsed for a long time in a bookstore and found that most martial arts books were rented out. The books were all in tatters. Then she remembered that there seemed to be a period of time.

She stayed in her room for almost a week before she sorted out the timeline and outline. Even during the Chinese New Year, she did not slack off, writing at least 10,000 words every day. By the time school started, she had almost finished half of the book.

As soon as she returned to school, she immediately went to the post office to send out the manuscript, and this time she selected three publishers. After sending it out, she felt nervous. She could only pray in her heart that it would not fail.

After returning from the post office, I went to the classroom first. Unsurprisingly, Xie Jiayuan was already sitting in the classroom. Qiao Bailu smiled and went over to greet him: "How was your New Year? How much New Year's money did you receive?"

Xie Jiayuan glanced at her and said, "No matter how much you collect, it won't fall into my hands."

Qiao Bailu looked at him sympathetically: "Please accept my condolences. Originally, I would not have gotten any of it, but who made me make money last year? So, my parents were merciful and let me keep all the New Year's money."

In fact, it wasn't much when all was added up. The Qiao family was a genuine peasant family, and the He family had at most Uncle He, a township doctor. The relatives on both sides gave at most ten yuan, and at least two yuan. Add those distant relatives that Qiao Bailu almost didn't recognize, and it was only about a hundred yuan.

Before, this hundred yuan was a huge sum of money for Qiao Bailu. Unfortunately, she only had it in her pocket for five or six days every year. After the sixth day of the first lunar month, Qiao's mother would ask, "Where is your New Year's money? Did you spend it carelessly? Come, let me take care of it for you first."

No matter how reluctant you are, you have to hand over the money.

Xie Jiayuan frowned but didn't respond. Qiao Bailu didn't notice anything unusual and sat down next to him with a smile: "Have you finished your winter vacation homework?"

"You didn't do it?" Xie Jiayuan asked. Qiao Bailu stretched out her hand and scratched her cheek embarrassedly: "Well, isn't there a lot to do during the winter vacation? I didn't write it, so let me copy it. It's too late to write it now. Copying it again can deepen my impression."

Xie Jiayuan frowned: "What are you busy with? The winter vacation is so long, even if you visit relatives, it's only five or six days, there's still more than half a month left. Even if you can spare an hour a day, you can finish these homework."

Qiao Bailu smiled awkwardly: "Am I not busy making money?"

Xie Jiayuan understood: "Are you writing a novel again?"

"Well, I have something very important to do and I really need money, so I want to write another novel." Qiao Bailu did not hide it. Xie Jiayuan looked a little unhappy: "So, in order to write a novel, you didn't even read the textbook, right?"

"No." Qiao Bailu shook her head. She was only busy looking through Xie Jiayuan's homework and didn't notice that Xie Jiayuan's face had turned even uglier. "Qiao Bailu, do you think making money is more important or studying is more important? Didn't you say before that you were going to apply to the same school as me? You were just talking, right? You didn't take it seriously at all, did you?"

Bella Qiao looked up in confusion: “No, I’m serious.”

"Then tell me what you have done! Didn't I tell you before that you should make up for your studies and read more geography books at home during the winter vacation?" Xie Jiayuan said angrily. He remembered that this was in the classroom and his voice was lowered a little, but the lower his voice, the angrier he sounded.

Qiao Bailu finally reacted: "Xie Jiayuan, are you angry? Don't be angry, what I said before is of course true, I want to apply to the same school as you. Isn't it just that I didn't study during the winter vacation? I plan to study hard after school starts. I promise that I will keep up with my homework."

Xie Jiayuan took a deep breath and said, "You promise? You can promise just because you say so? Well, then you can do this set of papers again."

Xie Jiayuan took out a set of papers from the hole in the table and put them in front of Qiao Bailu: "Do it. There are still two hours before dinner time. Hurry up and finish it."

"This, you don't need it?" Qiao Bailu smiled awkwardly, but when she met Xie Jiayuan's eyes, Qiao Bailu became timid: "Okay, okay, I'll do it, I'll do it!"

After saying that, he quickly picked up the pen and started to do the test paper. At first, I was still holding my breath, thinking that Xie Jiayuan was making a fuss. Wasn't it just that I didn't do my homework during the winter vacation? Ninety-nine percent of the people in the class were like this, right?

Not to mention reading, who would have the patience to read during the holidays?

But when she was halfway through, Qiao Bailu felt a little guilty. She hadn't read any books for a holiday. She used to think she was very smart and could memorize the fastest, but now it seems that she is also the one who forgets the fastest. Looking at the English letters on the test paper, she can hardly recognize half of them, let alone the geography test paper at the back.

Each knowledge point looked very familiar, and it was also very familiar to read. But when she put pen to paper, she was not sure. The words that appeared in her mind suddenly took a step back and became vague. Qiao Bailu couldn't even organize the words.

After finishing the paper with difficulty, he stuffed it to Xie Jiayuan in frustration: "I know I was wrong..."

With her head down and a pitiful face, Xie Jiayuan looked at her like that, and the fire in his heart seemed to be doused with water, and not even a flame was left. But Xie Jiayuan was not someone who would be easily soft-hearted. He took a red pen and meticulously circled all the mistakes on the paper.

"With this paper, you're lucky to have passed. Look at what you got wrong! Are they the right mistakes? Look through the textbook, which one is not a basic question?" Although his tone was a little gentler, what he said was not polite at all.

"Is your head just a decoration? Didn't the teacher just teach this question a week before the holiday? And this, flip through the textbook, look at the 26th section, isn't it the same paragraph? You can even get this wrong?"

"Bai Lu, I don't object to you writing novels. You told me before that you plan to pursue this path in the future. But have you ever thought that without a solid foundation, you can't write novels. For example, if you want to write a novel about the Song Dynasty, do you know what the court of the Song Dynasty was like? What was the official system like? What were the customs and habits like?"

Xie Jiayuan spoke earnestly, put the test paper aside, and turned his head to talk to Qiao Bailu: "You must be thinking that you just need to study hard when you go to college, and if you can't get into the first one, you can go to the second one. Anyway, there is a library in the school, so you can find books to read by yourself, right?"

Qiao Bailu quickly shook her head. She was just joking. Xie Jiayuan was angry. How could she dare to go against him?

"But you see, you don't even have the self-control to do your homework now, how can you guarantee that you will go to the library and study hard?" Xie Jiayuan sighed: "Besides, whether it's the Department of Literature or the Department of History, tell me, which school is the best?"

Qiao Bailu was about to shake her head, but when she met Xie Jiayuan's eyes, she was startled and nodded quickly: "City B is the best."

"If you don't study now, do you think you can get into that university?" Xie Jiayuan asked again. Qiao Bailu continued to shake her head. Xie Jiayuan continued to educate: "Of course, I don't deny that some people are born smart and can write novels even if they don't go to school, just like Ling Du, who dropped out of school, right?"

"Let me ask you, how far do you want to go? After Ling Du wrote Hell's Gate, have there been any other particularly famous novels published?" Xie Jiayuan asked. Qiao Bailu glanced at him cautiously: "There is also Magic City, which is also quite famous."

Xie Jiayuan's mouth twitched: "Do you really think of him as a role model?"

"No, no, I know what you mean. Without a solid foundation, even a towering building cannot stand." Qiao Bailu waved her hands quickly. It was only when Xie Jiayuan mentioned Ling Du that she really woke up. Ling Du was famous, but unfortunately, he had not published any novels when he reached his youth. Oh, collections of essays did not count. Qiao Bailu wanted to be a screenwriter. She had no interest in essays or anything like that.

"Since you know this, why don't you look at the textbook?" Xie Jiayuan sighed, "You are like a pool of water. The novel you write is just pouring water out of the pool. But if you don't add water to it, one day, the water in the pool will dry up."

Qiao Bailu nodded vigorously. Xie Jiayuan wanted to speak, but she interrupted him: "Xie Jiayuan, I really know I was wrong. I was possessed by a demon. I always wanted to take all the benefits, make more money, and get into a good university..." I wanted to seize the initiative and control the overall situation, but I didn't expect that I was unable to do so. I wanted everything, but I couldn't grasp anything. Her palm was only so big. If she didn't find a way to make a basket, she might even drop what she was holding.

Furthermore, she just remembered that it was already 2003 and online novels were about to introduce a charging system. This only meant that the profits had already been divided up behind those well-known websites. How could she, a kid who hadn't even graduated from high school, get a piece of the pie?

Just because you are reborn doesn’t mean you can seize all opportunities. She also knows that Ma Hui will become the richest man with Taobao and Ali, so should she get a piece of the pie? She also knows that Jingxi will also be very successful in the future, so should she invest in some shares now?

As the older generation said, eat as much as the bowl can hold. Don’t be greedy or the bowl will not be able to hold all the food.

Besides, does she have to follow the venture capital to get some money? Can't she wait until she graduates from high school and then create a brand new literary website of her own? Think about Digital Network, Kaitian Network, and Dolphin Network. Weren't they all established after one or two years? Didn't they develop well? At least she still has ten years!

When she was reborn, she swore that the most important thing was to catch her academic boyfriend first. Why couldn't she make money?