Senior Sister, Shut Up!

Jiang Miao initially thought being in a relationship would interfere with his writing.

All the big shots in the group said so.

Especially those with girlfriends—though they were annoying when showing off their affection in the chat, their drop in release rate proved that relationships really did affect writing efficiency.

But Jiang Miao felt this conclusion was wrong.

At least, for authors of romance novels, it didn’t hold true.

Ever since he and Senior Sister confirmed their relationship over the National Day holiday, they would find spare moments to be together whenever they could.

But the catch was that Jiang Miao had to finish his writing.

If he hadn’t completed his writing task for the day, he wouldn’t be spending time with Senior Sister but would instead be pinned to his desk, forced to stick to his keyboard.

Moreover, he found that since dating, the sluggishness he once felt when writing about the details of everyday life was gradually fading.

In the past, when writing scenes of lovey-dovey dialogues and actions between couples, Jiang Miao could only simulate them in his mind, imagining a girlfriend acting alongside him.

But now that he had Senior Sister, all he had to do was recall their moments together, and the relevant details would naturally come to mind when writing. The former sense of blockage was gone.

However, Jiang Miao knew it was because his girlfriend was Senior Sister that everything felt so special.

After all, while finding a girlfriend in college was relatively easy, most people would still graduate single by the end of their fourth year.

For Jiang Miao to have found someone like Su Huaizhou within just two months of his first year, it felt as if the Goddess of Luck had blessed him.

Not to mention, Su Huaizhou was also a reader of his and an illustrator he had known for over three years.

Such a connection could only be described as fate.

[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: What are you up to?

During the break after his first class, Jiang Miao received a message from his senior sister girlfriend.

[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: Thinking about you, Senior Sister.

In a classroom in Building C, Su Huaizhou held her phone with a silly smile on her face. Beside her, Qi Lianyue watched with a look of disdain.

[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: Why are you thinking about me?

[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: I don’t know. I just can’t help thinking about you.

[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: After the debate team interview this afternoon, will you come with me to the Youth Association’s office?

[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: Ahem… Um… I still need to bring dinner back for my roommates, so I won’t go to the office…

Thinking about the office made Jiang Miao recall how Senior Sister had drained him dry on Sunday afternoon, causing him to shudder.

From eight in the morning until one in the afternoon, he had written 6,000 words. It was truly inhumane.

[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: Hmph!

Class started, and they stopped chatting.

Jiang Miao opened QQ and idly chatted in the authors’ group chat. Before long, he received a message from his editor.

[Editor Night’s Rest]: How many more words do you think this book will have?

Seeing this question, Jiang Miao was momentarily taken aback and began estimating the upcoming plotline.

He had only launched the premium release of this book less than a month ago and had written over 300,000 words. Logically, it was far from ending.

But it was a slice-of-life novel, which had always been known for being relatively short.

Ending within a few hundred thousand words was normal, so the editor’s question wasn’t surprising.

The story was still taking place during summer vacation, with a small climax during the Qixi Festival (Chinese Valentine’s Day). There was still the National Day trip, Christmas Eve, and the year-end Bilibili Top 100 content creator awards ceremony.

There was quite a bit to write.

At this rate, hitting a million words shouldn’t be an issue.

[Peach Jam]: Reaching a million words should be doable.

[Editor Night’s Rest]: Okay, keep the updates coming.

[Peach Jam]: Boss, is there something wrong?

[Editor Night’s Rest]: This time, for the One Emperor, Four Sovereigns Light Novel Contest, including the awards for the Sixteen Rising Stars, any new book that achieves high-quality results will have a chance. Don’t finish the story before the awards are judged. Let’s see what rank you can get.

The One Emperor, Four Sovereigns contest mentioned by the editor was a writing contest to encourage original light novels. All entries were original books released this year.

The new novel with the best results would earn the title of Emperor, followed by the Four Sovereigns and the Sixteen Rising Stars.

It sounded a bit eighth-grader syndrome, but it was quite in line with the light novel genre.

[Peach Jam]: Got it~

[Peach Jam]: Boss, when will the post-premium recommendations be arranged?

[Editor Night’s Rest]: Keep your performance steady. At least the Editor-in-Chief’s Choice and Popular Picks are secure. Afterwards, we’ll see how the novel performs, and there might be a Cover Recommendation and Readers’ Guide.

[Peach Jam]: Got it~

The Editor-in-Chief’s Choice and Popular Picks referred to the top recommendation spots on the mobile app’s premium page. They were among the highest forms of exposure.

As for the Cover Recommendation, it was the spot that constantly rotated on the homepage banner. It was very eye-catching, and authors jokingly called it the Blowing Gale.

Getting featured on the Blowing Gale was like being swept up by a gale, and the book’s performance would immediately soar.

Finally, the Readers’ Guide referred to the section at the top of a reader’s reading list.

Although readers often complained that the Daily Readers’ Guide was a daily poison guide, in reality, only the very first book in the list was the one recommended by the Daily Readers’ Guide.

The rest of the books below were related books recommended by the system based on the readers’ reading habits, not selected by the editors.

But this had little to do with Jiang Miao.

As one of the most effective traffic-driving recommendation spots, the Daily Readers’ Guide was usually reserved for high-quality books with more than 6,000 average subscriptions.

Books like Jiang Miao’s, which had only reached around 4,000 average subscriptions with the help of a Silver Alliance Leader tip, currently had little chance of appearing.

But even so, he was satisfied…

Well, not really.

People were greedy.

Jiang Miao vaguely remembered chatting with someone in the struggling authors’ group chat, saying that if his initial subscription reached 100, he would write until Xidian went bankrupt.

However, his previous book’s initial subscription was 160, and he only managed to write around 600,000 words before dropping it.

Even though the performance had reached 1,500 average subscriptions by the time it finished, looking at the steadily declining subscriptions—the new chapter’s subscription numbers dropping from 600 to 700 all the way down to just a few dozen—made it hard to find the motivation to continue writing.

To put it bluntly, it was pitiful.

And now, his latest book’s initial subscription was 3,500, and the current average subscription was inching towards 4,000.

Three years ago, this was a result he could never have imagined.

But after the initial excitement, greed began to surface.

Jiang Miao felt it wasn’t enough.

What if the results continued to improve? What if it reached 5,000, 6,000, or even 10,000 average subscriptions?

Just as he was thinking this, someone in the authors’ group spoke up.

[Ten Thousand Words a Day Writing Group]

[White Rice Vinegar]: Comrades, I’ve finished my book, and I’m preparing to start a new one.

[I Am the Immortal Emperor]: ???

[I Am the Immortal Emperor]: Is that really finishing? You clearly dropped it.

[White Rice Vinegar]: Don’t talk to me, you failed author who didn’t even make it past the trial recommendation.

[I Am the Immortal Emperor]: Damn it! Dog Vinegar! Die!

[Cat in the Snow]: What’s your new book going to be about? @White Rice Vinegar

[White Rice Vinegar]: This time, I’m planning to switch to an original work. I’m about to throw up from all the American superheroes I’ve been writing.

[Cat in the Snow]: Sci-fi?

[White Rice Vinegar]: Fantasy.

[I Am the Immortal Emperor]: ???

[I Am the Immortal Emperor]: Damn you, Dog Vinegar! You actually want to snatch my meal ticket?!

[Peach Jam: Immortal, you only have a bowl, no meal.

[I Am the Immortal Emperor]: Fuck!

[Cat in the Snow]: What’s the genre? The popular trend lately is world-hopping and sign-ins.

[White Rice Vinegar]: I originally planned to write a world-hopping novel, but my editor said my beginning was too complicated. After thinking it through, I decided to hop on the sign-in bandwagon.

[I Am the Immortal Emperor]: For sign-in novels, look for me! I’ve written countless sign-in novel beginnings!

[White Rice Vinegar]: But how many of yours have passed the internal review?

[Peach Jam]: I remember none of them passed.

[I Am the Immortal Emperor]:

[White Rice Vinegar]: I’m just borrowing the sign-in genre as a shell. What I really want to write about is a behind-the-scenes fantasy with traditional themes. If the initial subscription hits 1,000, I’ll consider it a success.

[Ao 10K]: Daily 10,000 Word Count Taskmaster invites you to the Orange Melon Word Sprint. Target: 15,000 words. Room: Ten Thousand Subscriptions Posture

[Ao 10K]: Starting in ten minutes. Get in!

[White Rice Vinegar]:

[White Rice Vinegar]: Don’t jinx me, big shot!

[I Am the Immortal Emperor]: Ten Thousand Subscriptions Posture! White Vinegar’s initial subscription exceeds 10,000, slaying the Great Gods! He ascends to the Platinum Throne!

[White Rice Vinegar]: Get lost!

The ordeal of a full morning of classes passed between listening to lectures and chatting online.

After class, Wang Xin said goodbye to Jiang Miao and prepared to go to the library to grab a seat.

What surprised Jiang Miao was that their classmate Song Huanhuan didn’t follow him. She only stole a few glances at Wang Xin’s back before being pulled away by the class monitor, Sun Yumeng.

Is there something going on? Jiang Miao raised an eyebrow but didn’t dwell on it. He shook his head and went downstairs.

Due to his knee, he walked with a slight limp. By the time he reached the entrance, Su Huaizhou was already waiting for him.

“Senior Sister, what are we having for lunch?” Jiang Miao obediently sat on her scooter and wrapped his arms around her waist, ignoring the curious gazes around him.

The unique fragrance of a girl’s body drifted into his nose, making him a little intoxicated.

“I want duck leg rice today.” Su Huaizhou started the scooter and drove towards the cafeteria along with the flow of people.

Jiang Miao was surprised. “Not having stir-fried pork today?”

“Come to my place this weekend, and you can cook it for me.” Su Huaizhou smiled. “From now on, you’re my personal chef.”

“Actually, I also want to be your personal bed warmer.”

“Get lost.”

…

At 1 p.m., Jiang Miao and Su Huaizhou finished lunch and rode the scooter to the Department of Accounting building.

The interview was scheduled for 1:30 p.m., but when they arrived, there were already people in the classroom.

But something seemed off inside.

“Don’t… be careful. Someone’s coming… Mmm…”

“It’s still early.”

“What if someone… Mmm…”

At the door, Su Huaizhou listened to the conversation inside the classroom. She blinked and exchanged a glance with Junior Brother beside her. The more she listened, the redder her face became.

“From the voices… it sounds like Senior Sister Qi and Senior Zhao?” Jiang Miao whispered, listening to the sounds inside.

Su Huaizhou’s face was red, but there was also a hint of excitement. She hadn’t expected to catch these two being intimate.

However, Zhao Lu was pretty bold. If someone stumbled upon them now, he would have to deal with Qi Lianyue’s cold treatment for a while.

“Let’s listen for a bit,” Su Huaizhou replied softly.

“Isn’t that… not good?” Jiang Miao hesitated.

“What’s not good about it?” She rolled her eyes at him and then remembered how Shen Yu had secretly taken photos and shared them with her roommates. She gritted her teeth and said, “I’ve already done enough by recording it.”

With that, the two of them fell silent.

But they could no longer hear much from inside.

They could only vaguely make out the sounds of kissing and soft breathing through the door.

It was hard to tell whether they were really hearing it or if they were just imagining it in their minds.

The people inside were still oblivious, but the two eavesdroppers outside were already blushing deeply.

“Senior Sister, what are you two doing?”

Suddenly, Ding Ning’s innocent and curious voice rang out in the hallway.

Jiang Miao and Su Huaizhou jumped in surprise, reacting as though they were lovers caught in the act.

Meanwhile, the two people who were actually in the midst of intimacy heard the voices outside the door and immediately became flustered.

“N-nothing.” Su Huaizhou cleared her throat twice, then decisively pushed open the door and walked in.

By the time she entered, Zhao Lu and Qi Lianyue were already sitting in their seats, looking at their phones.

“Hey~” Zhao Lu smiled heartily when he saw the three people entering through the back door. “Just pick any seat and sit down. We’ll start the interview when it’s time.”

“Okay.” Ding Ning didn’t think much of it and found a nearby seat to sit down.

Only Su Huaizhou had a teasing expression on her face. She sat beside Qi Lianyue with a smirk, pulled her into a hug, and whispered in her ear, “Yueyue~ what were you and Zhao Lu doing just now~”

Qi Lianyue’s cheeks were still red. She bit her lip, turned her head, and pinched Zhao Lu’s thigh hard.

“Ahem, Sister Zhou.” Zhao Lu winced in pain but still smiled and said seriously, “We were just discussing the positive effects of saliva enzyme interactions on the human body.”

Su Huaizhou burst out laughing.

Qi Lianyue’s grip on Zhao Lu’s thigh tightened.

“Stop talking!” She stood up with a flushed face, looked at Jiang Miao and Ding Ning, and said, “You two came first, so you can pick a debate topic first.”

Jiang Miao: “???”

Ding Ning: “! ! !”

“Don’t we need to wait for others?” Jiang Miao asked.

“The judges are just the three of us. We can start the interview early,” Qi Lianyue said with a cold expression, trying to maintain a serious demeanor and look for something to distract herself so her cheeks would cool down.

Ding Ning panicked. “… Do I have to debate with Jiang Miao?”

The interview rules stated that two people would pair up, choose a debate topic, and go through the stages of opening statement, cross-examination, and closing arguments.

As a result, Ding Ning was forced to face a demon king like Jiang Miao because she arrived too early.

As soon as she heard this, she felt like crying.

If Jiang Miao completely suppressed her into silence later, would she fail the interview and be eliminated?

Haoshang, save me!

Ding Ning wanted to cry but had no tears.

“It’s not impossible.” Jiang Miao thought about it and realized it wasn’t so bad. At least he wouldn’t have to do it in front of other students later.

Before Ding Ning could refuse, a cardboard box was placed in front of them.

Qi Lianyue sat down in front of the cardboard box, half her face hidden by it, and asked calmly, “Who wants to draw?”

“Want to do it?” Jiang Miao turned to Ding Ning.

She shook her head and waved her hands, indicating she didn’t dare.

Jiang Miao thought about it, then held Senior Sister’s delicate wrist and reached into the box.

Su Huaizhou rolled her eyes at him and took out a slip of paper.

She unfolded it and handed it to the two of them.

[Is immortality a good thing?]

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