Chapter 299 Mrs. Nanfeng doesn’t want to be famous!
“Wow——!! This is fake news, right?! How could this happen…! How could this happen… Aaaaah!!”
From the living room, there was the sound of a young girl wailing.
Liu Zhiyi took the Youth Times that Fang Wei had just given her. Her beautiful big eyes widened like bells. She knelt on the sofa and howled to the sky with a look of disbelief on her face.
"Hahaha, are you very happy? Our Zhiyi is also on the news?" Fang Wei laughed with glee.
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Tell me now that you made this to trick me! Tell me now! Uwaa ...
"Hey, hey, hey, don't shake your head... It's true. When I went to buy soy sauce just now, the shop owner was reading a newspaper. He was very surprised! He said he didn't expect that Zhiyi, you are such a great writer at such a young age! So I brought the newspaper back for you to read."
“Ahhh…! Why…! How could this happen…!”
I was rolling around, feeling like I was still alive, but actually dead.
She never wants to go to the neighborhood convenience store to buy things again!!
"What, what, let me see! Let me see!"
Cai Ling, who was in the kitchen, also ran out upon seeing this and took the Youth Times, which was about to be crumpled into a ball, from the sad Zhiyi's hands.
In the most prominent position on the newspaper page, there is the article reporting on Liu Zhiyi's writing journey.
“Title: [Started writing in the first year of junior high school, became famous at the age of 18: the best-selling miracle of a high school girl!]”
Then, Cai Ling's eyes widened, and she read excitedly while reading:
"Recently, an 18-year-old high school student from Xuanzhu City No. 1 Middle School, Liu Zhiyi, has set off a wave of enthusiasm in the youth literature world with his outstanding creative achievements."
"She started writing under the pen name Nan Feng, and has now successfully become a best-selling author. Her works are deeply loved and sought after by readers!"
"It is reported that Liu Zhiyi's writing and submission journey began in the first grade of junior high school. She showed extraordinary literary talent in junior high school. With the article "Sea Breeze Blowing", she made her debut in the well-known youth literature magazine "Mengya". At that time, although her writing was a little immature, she already had a unique perspective and smart writing style. Her works can often dig out extraordinary emotions from ordinary life, which resonates strongly with readers..."
“Waaaaaaah…! Stop chanting…! Wuuuu! Cailing, please…! Give it back to me…!”
"Haha, Wan La! Zhi Yi, you are going to be famous~! Congratulations~!!!"
Zhiyi's pretty face turned purple as she screamed and chased after Cailing to get the newspaper back. But she couldn't run faster than Cailing who was as fast as a rabbit. The two girls ran around the house one after the other. Cailing smiled and recited aloud:
"…After entering high school, Liu Zhiyi's writing made a qualitative leap. The heavy academic workload did not hinder her writing, but provided her with more thoughts and materials. She was no longer content with writing articles, but challenged herself and began to write novels under the pen name of Nanfeng, incorporating her understanding of youth, pursuit of dreams, and confusion and persistence in the process of growing up. Her first youth-themed novel, Chasing Summer, received a warm response as soon as it was released. Readers saw their own shadows in the book and were moved by the sincere emotions and vivid plots in the book..."
“Ahhhh! Cai Ling——!!!”
"…Liu Zhiyi's success not only sets an example for her peers, but also allows people to see the infinite possibilities of youth. In this era of rapid development, she has written her own wonderful chapter with a pen, injecting a fresh youthful force into the literary world!"
"Hahahaha! What a long article! Zhiyi, you made a fortune!"
“Wuwuwu——! I’m going to bite you to death, I’m going to bite you to death…wuwuwu…”
"Hehehe... It's not me who broke the news... Zhiyi, why are you biting me? Hahaha..."
Cailing finally finished reading the entire article of more than 2,000 words, and Zhiyi finally caught up with Cailing. The two girls fell on the sofa and played around.
Looking at Zhiyi whimpering like a poor puppy, Fang Wei couldn't help laughing.
Now, after five years of writing secretly, I can no longer hide it and it’s finally exposed.
Fang Wei and Cai Ling felt refreshed and relaxed at the thought that they no longer had to help the girl keep the secret.
It really is worthy of being a press release. From the title to the content, it is very good at catching the audience's attention. In such an age with a lack of entertainment life, keywords like "started writing in the first grade of junior high school", "eighteen years old", "female high school student", "best-selling miracle", "New Concept Composition National First Prize" are absolutely full of topics and are about to explode in popularity.
You can tell by just looking at the content of the manuscript. Logically, it should be an interview about the results of the New Concept Writing Contest, but other people were only briefly mentioned. Nearly 90% of the article is about "Liu Zhiyi" and "Nanfeng". People who don't know would think it is an interview with the girl.
"What a mean reporter! She deserves the bonus!"
"That's right!... What? We should deduct her bonus!!"
Zhiyi started crying out again. If it was someone else who was reported in a newspaper, and a fairly well-known newspaper like the Youth Times, she would have wanted to cut out the report and frame it and hang it in the most conspicuous place in her home. But for her, who had always been low-key, wouldn't that be tantamount to a public execution?
Just think about it, if friends and relatives knew that she was Nanfeng, they would definitely take Nanfeng's articles and novels and peek into the girl's inner thoughts through the lines!
[The writing reflects the person! That’s right! The writing reflects the person!]
[I never thought that Zhiyi would be thinking these things...!]
[Zhiyi, she has been in a relationship secretly...!]
[What a contrast...!]
[I know a lot of ways to bite my mouth...!]
[Wait... "When We Were Young"... deskmate?! Fang Wei...!]
[It turns out they already had an affair!!]
During the creative process, she invested a lot of emotion, time and energy, and the content of the book is like an extension of the girl's inner world.
It would be fine if people who didn't know her read it, but when Zhiyi thought about her friends and family who knew her happily holding her book and studying her personal private emotional experiences, inner thoughts and struggles, she felt ashamed to death...!
Ahhh! It's all fiction...! It's a novel, an article... not a diary! Don't make weird associations!
I don’t know whether others will associate it with her, but at this moment, she has already made a lot of associations herself.
The girl whimpered and fell on the sofa again, burying her head in the pillow. She twisted and turned like a stinky maggot, kicking and jumping with her legs in annoyance...
"What should I do... wu... What should I do now... I don't want to go to school anymore..."
"Then where do you want to go?"
"I want to find a cave where no one knows about it and hide..."
"..."
Fang Wei patted the girl's cute little butt with a smile, and she screamed and kicked him twice.
"It's all your fault!"
"Hey, hey, hey, can you blame me for this?"
"If you hadn't brought the newspaper back, I wouldn't have known..."
"You're trying to cover up your mistake, aren't you? Even if I don't bring the newspaper back, everyone will know about it. Then when you go to school tomorrow, won't you want to die even more?"
"...!!!"
That’s right! I have to go to school tomorrow!!
"Ahhh! I don't want to go to school!!"
"...Alright then, since you've been recommended, then don't go. Cai Ling and I will go."
"?? I want to go to school!"
Zhiyi yelled, but soon started to cry again: "What about going to school..."
"Make it a big deal!"
"Ow!"
"Stop crying and eat quickly."
Fang Wei went back to the kitchen and cooked the remaining dishes. After Fang Wei and Cai Ling came to the table, Zhiyi, who had been lying on the sofa in depression for a long time, hurried over and ate rice with a muffled sound...
Fortunately, today is the weekend, but I still have classes tomorrow, and the final exam is in a few days.
After the final exams, Fang Wei and the other two will officially become senior high school students. As for the summer vacation, don't count on it. After a five-day break after the final exams, they will immediately have to start make-up classes. Moreover, starting from the senior year, the one-day rest time per week will be reduced to only half a day on Sunday.
After winning the first prize in the New Concept Composition Competition, the organizing universities including Tsinghua University, Peking University, Fudan University and Jiaotong University all extended olive branches to Liu Zhiyi and recommended her for admission.
It can be said that Zhiyi is the only student in No. 1 Middle School who is still in the second year of high school but has actually been admitted to university.
Her target school is Fudan University, not only because Fang Wei and Cai Ling are going to apply to Fudan University, but also because her father was also a student at Fudan University. From Baitan Middle School to Xuanzhu No. 1 Middle School to Fudan University, all of these are the paths her father has taken.
But the girl seemed to be even better than her father. At the age of 18, she had already become a famous best-selling author and was even admitted to Fudan University.
If Zhiyi really wanted to, she could even graduate early, but No. 1 Middle School still wanted her to stay and finish her senior year, mainly because Zhiyi had a good chance of getting the top scorer in liberal arts for the school again.
Liu Zhiyi herself had not thought about leaving school early. Instead, without the pressure of continuing her studies, she fully experienced her senior year of high school. This was a very precious experience in her life. After all, she was writing youth novels, and this kind of personal experience and life material could not be bought with money.
She thought she could still hide in the crowd and be a secret observer, but she didn't expect that a press release would expose the little vest she had been hiding for a long time.
Aaaaaahhh…!
Things had come to this, and Fang Wei comforted her well when they went to bed together at night.
"... Could you please not call me a young writer and... um..."
"Yes. Little writer~little writer~~our little writer who's been in the newspaper~!"
With Fang Wei's eloquent and caring consolation, Zhiyi, who had been feeling miserable for a long time, finally couldn't hold it back any longer and burst into tears, releasing all the pressure that had been pent up in her heart for the past week...
The girl's pretty face was rosy and her eyelashes were still gleaming with tears from crying. Fang Wei took a hot towel and wiped her tears attentively.
As expected, if there is anything that needs to be cried out, it will be better. After crying, she can finally sleep peacefully on Fang Wei’s left and right arms together with Cai Ling, who had already fallen asleep after crying…
Just as Fang Wei expected, the school made a big deal about Liu Zhiyi's appearance in Youth Times.
Isn’t this a natural teaching and promotional material!
Not only the school, but even the local newspapers did not miss such a hot news. The next day, Xuanzhu Daily reprinted the article about Liu Zhiyi from Youth Times. After all, he is a little celebrity in our city.
During Mengya's heyday, it was not difficult to make a new star famous. With the help of Mengya and Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House, news reports about "an 18-year-old girl who started writing in junior high school and became a best-selling author in her second year of high school" were everywhere in an instant.
Even though information spreads slowly these days, with so much publicity from the media, within half a day, almost all the teachers and students in Xuanzhu No. 1 Middle School knew that a best-selling author had emerged in Class 2-3 of Senior High School.
The phone to the principal's office was almost blown up by the media, all requesting an exclusive interview with Liu Zhiyi.
The principal was also very happy about this.
"Well, I still have to ask Zhiyi's opinion first. Zhiyi studies very hard and is about to enter the third year of high school. It's not easy for me to make the arrangements for her..."
"Principal Li, we would like to interview you and learn how your school has cultivated such outstanding students. Do you have time?"
"Yes, yes! Our school pays the most attention to the all-round development of students!"
……
Zhiyi, who usually never dawdles in school, was dawdling this morning. She usually likes to walk on the right side of Fang Wei, but today she hid behind Fang Wei and Cailing, not even looking at the road, for fear that others would notice her and recognize her.
"Xiao Liu! Have you read the newspaper? You're in the newspaper!" said the owner of the convenience store in the community.
"Xiao Liu! You, you are actually Nanfeng? I have been reading your book! Can you sign it for me?... It's free, no money! I will treat you to breakfast today!" said Sister Fang from Afang Baozi Shop.
Nowadays, there is no difference between best-selling youth literature writers and idols. Liu Zhiyi has never felt that she is so dazzling, as if people can recognize her wherever she goes.
"Hahaha, it's an illusion. Those who can recognize you already know you."
"Woooo..."
Having said that, when a person feels guilty, he or she still feels that the whole world is watching her, so that the girl's pretty face was flushed red as she walked along.
It’s okay outside, but it’s even worse when I get to school!
After all, the girl has always been the top student in liberal arts, her photo is on the honor roll, and she is beautiful. Now that she is in the news, it is not an exaggeration to say that all the teachers and students in the school know her.
As she walked in from the school gate, students she knew or didn't know kept looking at her.
Even those who hadn't noticed her all looked over after their companions shouted, "Look, look! It's Liu Zhiyi! Nanfeng!"
The timid students watched from afar, while the brave students ran over to ask her for her autograph with the Mengya magazine or the "Zhu Xia" they had just bought.
"Nanfeng! Oh my god! Nanfeng!! I'm your fan! I've been reading your books since junior high school! How could I have thought... Nanfeng, you're actually our classmate! I-I'm from Class 7... Can you please sign an autograph for me!!"
"..."
The girl from Class 7 ran over, bringing a few other girls with her. They surrounded Zhiyi, who was hiding behind Fang Wei and Cai Ling, on the school road, and then took out the book and pen they had prepared long ago and handed them to her for her autograph.
Liu Zhiyi didn't know what to say, her mind was already blank.
Just like a signing robot, he nodded with a red face, muttered "thank you, thank you", then took the book and pen and signed his name on it...
I thought this group of fans would disappear after signing autographs, but I didn't expect that this group of people staying on the school road attracted the attention of an even larger group of people, so everyone gathered around and asked the girl for her autograph.
No...! I remember I didn't have that many fans?!
Seeing Liu Zhiyi's confused look, Cai Ling asked in a tacit understanding: "I suspect you have fake powder! What does Xu Wanwan have to add to her beef noodles?"
"Coriander!" "Scallions!" "Beef!" "Pepper!"
"Xu Wanwan doesn't eat shallots!! You fake fan!"
"Ahhh! Mrs. Nanfeng...! Please give me an autograph too! I haven't seen that yet! But I really am a real fan!"
Although there might be a lot of fake fans mixed in, but they handed over the notebook and pen, and I signed it out of kindness...
It was really funny. I had known Zhiyi for such a long time, but I had never seen her so reserved and embarrassed.
Seeing that this place was attracting more and more people, Fang Wei quickly spoke up to help, "Okay, okay, Mrs. Nanfeng is going to be late. Let's come back after class. Class is about to start."
Zhiyi then breathed a sigh of relief and stuffed her hands tightly into her pockets, fearing that more notebooks and pens would be stuffed into her hands. She lowered her head and followed Fang Wei who was leading the way back to the classroom.
Unfortunately, the classroom is not a safe haven, and classmates have been waiting here for a long time.
“Zhiyi——!”
"As expected——! Nanfeng is you——!!"
Before Zhiyi walked into the classroom door, Peipei Yushan, who was squatting in the corridor, rushed over. One of them stretched out an arm and used it as a rope to tie her up!
"Wow... I'm not..."
"Okay! You're still being stubborn! We'll punish you!"
"That's right! Zhiyi is so mean! Extremely mean! He clearly is Nanfeng but he didn't tell us and he has been hiding among us and eavesdropping!"
"I, I, I didn't...!"
"I'm going to faint! You bad Zhiyi! You've caused 10,000 tons of damage to our young hearts! You must! You must be tied up and not allowed to eat! Where are the saved drafts?! I want to see the saved drafts!"
"I really don't have any saved drafts...!"
"I don't believe it! I'm going to search the house! Search your body first!"
"Oh My God……"
God knows how shocked Pepei Yushan was after seeing the report. Even if she had some doubts before, who would really dare to think that the author she had been reading and the book she had been following since she was a child were written by Zhiyi, who she had been with day and night!
What does that feeling feel like? It's like someone who was supposed to be far away, or even existed only in another dimension of imagination, suddenly appeared next to you, and he is your good friend for many years? !
Not only Peipei Yushan had this strong feeling of unreality, but even her classmates were shocked to the point of doubting their lives. Who would have thought that Mrs. Nanfeng would be their classmate!
As soon as Liu Zhiyi walked into the classroom, she was surrounded like a big star. Everyone was exclaiming and asking questions, and she didn't know how to answer.
So I had no choice but to accept the "Mengya" monthly magazine or "Zhu Xia" physical book one by one and sign them silently...
Probably, she wrote more words for "South Wind" in that day than she had written in her entire 18 years of life...
Until the bell rang for class, everyone in the class was still gathered around the girl's desk, unwilling to leave.
Until our homeroom teacher, Mr. Nie, walked in.
"What are you doing? You don't have to read early? The final exam is only a few days away. Zhiyi has been admitted to Fudan University, but you haven't even started yet! Go sign in to leave get out of class, and go back to your seats to read early!"
"Oh……"
Then everyone dispersed.
"What kind of words are you talking about!"
Teacher Nie put his hands behind his back and looked around.
After everyone left, she walked to Liu Zhiyi's desk with a smile and took out the book "Chasing Summer" from her back.
"??"
"Zhiyi, can you please sign for me? My daughter really likes your book! After knowing that you are a student in our class, she begged me for an autograph..."
"..."
I am so tired!!
After finally signing his name, Teacher Nie smiled gently and said:
"Zhiyi, Xuanzhu Daily contacted our school and wants to do an interview with you. We teachers don't dare to agree on your behalf, so I would like to ask you if you have time."
"Teacher, I want to learn!!"
(End of this chapter)
