"Hey, senior sister, I'm Li Yincheng." Li Yincheng walked downstairs while making a phone call.

"Oh, I was about to call you! Zhao Zhe was very embarrassed to not pass this time, but you reassure him. I promised to pass after the make-up exam after he died." Liu Yue's voice was a little low, and she felt that it was not convenient to speak loudly.

"Okay, I'll tell him, do you see if you have time tomorrow? Let's discuss it together?" This topic is not suitable for talking on the phone, so it's better to communicate face to face.

After making an appointment for the meeting time and place, Li Yincheng hung up the phone.

"What's the situation?" Zhao Zhe asked anxiously.

"It seems that there is something wrong with her, and it is not convenient to talk. I made an appointment to meet tomorrow night; but you don't have to worry, she said she must guarantee that you will pass the make-up exam." Li Yincheng comforted.

"That's fine!" Zhao Zhe felt relieved, "It's okay to pass the make-up exam, but it's just one credit anyway."

Not long after returning to the dormitory, Cao Meng also arrived. When he entered the door, his face turned dark as if the bottom of the pot was as good as that of the pot. Zhao Mingjie stood up and was about to ask about Cao Meng's achievements. Li Yincheng covered his mouth. "Cao Meng, here you are here. Do you have any delicious food? Take it out for the brothers to try it out."

Cao Meng did not reply, as if he hadn't heard it, so he returned to his bed, lifted the quilt covered with newspapers, threw his luggage on the bed, and then lay on the bed and began to daze.

Others also guessed that he might have been hanging a lot when they saw his expression. They didn't know how to comfort him for a while. The voice of the dormitory became lowered and the atmosphere became a little depressed.

Just as Li Yincheng was about to speak, Zhang Yanjie pushed the door open and said, "Zhao Zhe, take your dormitory to the college conference room for a meeting."

After Zhang Yanjie informed him, he went out. Zhao Zhe took the dormitory to pack his things and rushed to the conference room. Li Yincheng deliberately fell to the end of the room. Cao Meng was still lying on the bed and refused to get up. He walked to Cao Meng's bed and pulled his hand covering his eyes away, "Let's go, go to the meeting first, the teacher will call the name later. I'll talk about it if you have anything to do."

Cao Meng opened his eyes and wanted to curse people. When he saw that it was Li Yincheng who controlled his anger, shook Li Yincheng's hand away, turned over and faced the wall, "You go, I don't want to go."

Li Yincheng pulled his hand and dragged him up, "Okay, okay, isn't it just hanging a few doors? What's the big deal? Go to the meeting first, I'll help you find a solution when you come back."

After persuading for a while, Li Yincheng finally pulled Cao Meng out of the dormitory. When he arrived at the conference room, Cao Meng lay on the table without saying a word. The teacher came in, and Li Yincheng couldn't persuade Cao Meng.

The regular meeting at the beginning of the school year is still the same, and it is nothing more than urge everyone to study hard. Students who failed the course last semester should prepare for the make-up exam quickly, which has disappointed the parents' expectations and their youth. Hearing this, Cao Meng clenched his fists, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were protruding, and it was obvious that he was trying hard to control his emotions.

The meeting ended for more than an hour. Cao Meng lay on the table and refused to get up. Li Yincheng signaled his forehead to follow them first, leaving alone with Cao Meng. All the people in the conference room were exposed. Li Yincheng patted Cao Meng on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, find a quiet place to tell me what's going on."

Cao Meng stood up expressionlessly and followed Li Yincheng out of the conference room. Li Yincheng took him to the stadium. The two of them sat above the stands. Li Yincheng handed him a bottle of mineral water he had just bought, "Drink a little water first."

Cao Meng took the mineral water, drank two mouthfuls, then remained silent for a moment, looked at the middle of the lawn and said to Li Yincheng, "I don't want to study anymore, I want to drop out of school!"

It’s not that, isn’t it just that I just failed a few courses? Why did I drop out? I thought I had also failed a lot when I was studying in my last life, so why didn’t I think I would drop out? “Why? I just failed a few courses?”

As soon as he said that, Cao Meng suddenly felt a little more relaxed and his speech became much smoother. "This is one aspect. I have failed a lot this semester. I have dropped out of 24 credits in just one semester. I have only thirteen of them in one semester. Instead of saving enough to fail the course and being persuaded to withdraw from my junior year and senior year, it is better to leave now. I can save some tuition."

"How much does a year's tuition cost? And how do you know that you will definitely be persuaded to quit? Our department's exam is not difficult. You can listen to it casually in class and stay up two more nights before the exam." Li Yincheng persuaded Cao Meng with great thought.

"Hey, I probably have no intention of studying in the future. You don't know. Since I started writing a book, whether it is for dinner or class, my mind is full of characters in novels, story direction, and readers' comments; I can't pretend to be anything else; instead of wasting time in school, it's better to drop out of school and write online articles full time!" It seems that Cao Meng has already considered a lot before.

Is this going to take the route of Tomato God? If you become a god, then you will drop out of school and write books in full, and embark on the road of marrying a rich and wealthy woman every year? Will the Tomato God drop out of school in the future be inspired by the third young master of the Xiao family? Li Yincheng thought about it. Cao Meng's withdrawal from school may not be a bad thing for his personal future path. According to his current development, focusing on writing books is much more promising than going to college. However, the current online literature market has not yet reached the level of being so popular in the future. Cao Meng won't make much money by writing online literature in the semester last year. If he rashly proposed to drop out of school, his parents would definitely not be at ease. Tomato God dropped out of school in 2008. At that time, he earned a huge sum of millions of dollars through online literature. He has already made a lot of money to go to school.

Everyone proved that he could have taken the exam to write online articles and live a life of food and clothing, and Cao Meng can't do this now; and Cao Meng's accumulation is not enough now. Relying on Li Yincheng to copy the creativity of later generations, it may be very popular for a while, but what about this book? You can't just make a living by plagiarizing the plagiarism, right? Taking advantage of his current study in college, he has such a good environment to absorb more knowledge as a reserve. When he graduated from his senior year, it happened to be a time when online articles flourished in 2006, he will definitely succeed with the popularity accumulated over the past few years. To put it more utilitarian, even if he can write good books now, he does not have as much money as he earns in his later generations. It is better to slow down the pace of writing and make a lot of money after 2006.

After thinking it through, Li Yincheng also knew how to persuade Cao Meng, "Do you think you can support yourself by writing online articles now?"

When Cao Meng talked about this, he became excited, "When he was at home, a publishing house on Baodao contacted me and was willing to buy my book for 15 yuan, I calculated that I could write 12,000 words a day, and earn 180 yuan a day, a month a month is 5,400 yuan, and a year is..."

Li Yincheng quickly interrupted Cao Meng's words. You bought the masterpiece of the God of Divine Machinery for the enlightenment for 15 yuan a thousand words? Let future generations know that they probably have the heart to kill you! "Have you signed a contract with them?"

"No? My family didn't have a real opportunity! During the Chinese New Year, the unit was on holiday and I went to other places but I didn't find it. I didn't plan to come to the school to find the fax and sign the contract!" Cao Meng was also happily thinking about the scene after signing the contract.

He felt relieved when he heard that Li Yincheng had not signed the contract, "I suggest you not sign the contract. You plan to write two million words in this book, right? Thousand words are only 30,000 yuan!" After this, Li Yincheng gritted his teeth again. He wanted to take away the book of the master Shenji for 30,000 yuan. How could this be a good thing? Give me a hundred kilograms first; "According to my judgment, if you don't sign the contract, the money you can earn in the future is dozens of times that of this number! Hundreds of times!"

When Cao Meng heard Li Yincheng's words, he was shocked, "Not it? I can make so much money by posting some novels online?"

Li Yincheng analyzed to him with his fingers, "First, is your book a good book? Do you think this book is only worth 30,000 yuan?"

Cao Meng shook his head.

"Second, do you think there will be a future for online literature in the future? Do you think the current online literature market is already mature?"

Cao Meng nodded first, then shook his head.

"Third, how much do you think your book will be worth in a few years?"

Cao Meng thought for a while, "If the market develops, my book set is worth hundreds of thousands, right?"
Chapter completed!