The May Day holiday has not yet begun, but Lao Wang's mood is getting better day by day.

It can be seen from the increasingly dense list of books he sent to Ding Wei that she has been really prosperous recently.

As for where to be proud...

of course?!

It's been a year, and the novel publishing progress is getting faster and faster every day. Lao Wang has been going to the bookstore every day recently.

But he is thin-skinned and always feels that the traces of his own writing are too heavy, so he can only secretly poke at them with his eyes... Sigh.

It's not easy.

But even the waiting was so sweet, and Lao Wang's whole body was filled with a feeling of joy.

…

But when he was happy, Ding Wei returned to living in dire straits.

Facing her present and future mentors, Ding Wei couldn't bear it.

But remembering the tragic history of failing to trick Lao Wang and putting the pressure on herself instead, she decided to find another way, spent her own money with tears, mastered first-hand publishing information, and ordered a batch of newly published novels from the bookstore at the school gate a week in advance.

Master and disciple have gone to this point, please let me go!

…

Group message:

[Distinguished ss vip boy monitor Bu Ming:

"@All members, May Day is coming soon. I am afraid that everyone will be bored during the holiday. Ding Wei will give you a novel at her own expense. If you like it, you can come to my office to register and receive it."]

A message popped up in the group, and everyone immediately became excited.

"Sending novels during the May Day holiday? You are worthy of our great writer!"

"I still have a thesis I haven't written yet - we are all classmates, who can take over my business?"

"Is Ding Wei giving her a newly published novel? I have collected the whole set! But there are still two steps that have not been published according to the serialization rhythm... What a surprise! Which one is it? Is it signed?"

And Zhou Xuemei also chatted privately with Ding Wei for the first time.

"Weiwei, what book did you send? Is it your own new novel?"

…

She is also running her own book rental business. If Ding Wei sends out the latest novels this time, she will only buy a few copies to avoid saturating the market.

Ding Wei shook her head:

"It's not my book, it's me..."

She said painfully with tears in her eyes:

"It's a novel written by an author I like very much. It's very beautiful!"

Lao Wang, Lao Wang, she has never worked so hard for anyone in her life!

"If everyone thinks the novel is good, I will give you a different one next month."

This is to strive for good reviews so as not to make Lao Wang unhappy.

Ding Wei has never been to graduate school, so she doesn’t know how other students survive such dire times, but anyway, for her, Lao Wang’s heavy love is really too much pressure!

…

In fact, if we really talk about it, the pressure given by Lao Wang is not just oppression.

He knew that Ding Wei was very fast and was given various tasks within the time limit, and the feedback explanation was also detailed and in-depth.

In terms of intensity, it is completely different from those scientific research dogs in school who are immersed in studying.

But the problem is that the time card is so good that it basically takes up all her energy. Ding Wei has to code every day and accept the favor of Lao Wu. The two professors of economics do not relax too much -

—

In this case, time is really tight.

But tell Lao Wang—Ding Wei would never dare.

Although Professor Wu was introduced by him, the two of them had not dealt with each other for a day or two. If Ding Wei said that learning from Lao Wu would help control the overall situation of the novel...

I can’t imagine the consequences!

At this moment, there is no other choice but to make this decision.

…

Fortunately, the response from the group for this flattery was quite enthusiastic.

Although everyone knows that she makes money by writing novels, this is the first time she has given gifts to the whole class in such a high-profile manner.

Not only class monitor Bu Ming didn't understand, but many girls who were close to her were also a little puzzled.

The forum became a little popular because of this, and everyone was wondering whether Jingran Youxianjiang had exhausted his talents and could not sell his new book...

But it shouldn’t be!

They are still following the online serials like crazy every day. How is it possible that the physical books cannot be sold?

…

The whole class of students in the Chinese Department could not wait to surround the monitor before the class started.

"I want it, I want it, is every copy signed?"

"What book is it? Let me take a look!"

The three remaining boys in the class huddled pitifully in the middle, pulling out three bundles of novels wrapped thickly in brown paper from under the table.

Who doesn’t like free?

What's more, it might be Ding Wei's book!

For a time, everyone couldn't wait to break the seal and want to see the precious gift sent by the great writer!

"Hey, it's not Ding Wei's novel!"

When I got it, I couldn't help but scream.

…

""Poetry and Wen Dao"? Who wrote this? Mathematics misunderstood me... Although this online name is very close to my heart, I don't seem to have heard of it..."

"Ah, I remembered. I really like this book! But isn't it serialized online? Is it published now?"

"Yes, yes, I even gave you 10 yuan as a reward. It's very beautiful! It's great, there is a physical book!"

…

Seeing everyone getting excited, Ding Wei sat there and kept the smile on her face, but couldn't help but wipe away a handful of bitter tears in her heart.

——Although she is the owner of the website, what is the use of it?

Facing Lao Wang, I still have to rack my brains to praise him like this.

It's really too humbling.

Look at the boy who was surrounded in the middle to register——

Ding Wei was filled with envy for monitor Bu Ming, who was both a boss and a student, but knew nothing about it and naturally had no pressure.

At this time, in addition to facing the gratitude of her classmates, she also had to constantly accept soul questioning.

"Ding Wei, why don't you send me your novel? I like your novel so much."

“Does this novel have any unique meaning?”

"Does this novel have anything to do with you?"

…

Ding Wei laughed until she stiffened——

I feel so miserable inside, but I still have to keep smiling.

It was Chen Siyu who looked at her sympathetically at this moment, and then said openly:

"How can you give someone your own work as a gift? Isn't that just like selling melons? This novel is also very beautiful. Don't you like it?"

Of course the classmates nodded repeatedly:

"I like it. I follow the serialization of this book every day."

"It is said that the author is also an alumnus of ours, but I don't know which department he is from."

"Let me tell you, the setting of this book is very interesting. Chen Siyu, have you read it?"

Seeing that the topic was brought aside, Chen Siyu and Bai Shanshan patted Ding Wei's arm sympathetically.

…

There are some things that Ding Wei cannot say herself. Now that Chen Siyu can change the topic, it is of course the best.
To be continued...