Before I knew it, I had been in City A for forty days.

In the past forty days, I had a transformation.

I have forgotten Eve who was slutty with me a few months ago, I forgot the at a loss when I wandered for thousands of miles before coming here, and I have forgotten that I came here just to give Oatmeal a class.

I seem to regard the career of the Seven Golden Hairpins as my own. In Lao Cui's words, I am no longer literary and artistic, and I have already fallen into the eyes of money.

Before that, my concept of money was enough to spend, and I never thought about saving some money to do something.

After that, I had a strong desire for money, even though I didn't understand what it was to make that much money.

While managing the seven major gold hairpins, I had nothing to do for most of the time and started working part-time jobs in calculating.

At that time, my typing tool was an IBM, and it was second-hand. When I was inspiring, I didn’t care whether there was anyone next to me. I opened my notebook and wrote a few paragraphs on the spot. Fortunately, everyone didn’t know what I was doing. Later, one time my buddy was too selfless and didn’t find Xiao Mo standing behind me...

I remember that after writing hundreds of words, I stretched my waist and almost got scared when I turned around.

Xiao Mo stood quietly behind me, without saying a word, like a ghost.

I asked her, "How long have you been standing?"

She answered the question irrelevantly: "It's pretty good."

I was stunned: "What's pretty good?"

She said: "What you just wrote."

Actually, I feel happy, but at this time I have to pretend to be deep and vicissitudes: "I wrote nonsense, nothing is good to read."

Xiao Mo said: "Is this an online novel? Why is it different from what Cui Bapi wrote?"

I was surprised: "How did you know that he had written online novels?"

Xiaomo said: "Who doesn't know what trilogy he has written before? I heard that he also went to rent a bookstore to buy a few sets of his pirated books, signed the name and gave it to a few ladies..."

I couldn't take the conversation right away. Lao Cui wrote a total of three books, but unfortunately none of them could be published. He once said that if he met a girl he liked in the future, he would go to rent a bookstore to get a pirated copy and sign it for the girl. Unexpectedly, he didn't give it to the girl in his heart, but instead gave it to the lady he had slept with.

Lao Cui’s three books are of epoch-making significance to some extent, known as the “Day Trilogy”. The first one is very realistic, called “The Day of Youth is All the Beauty on the Earth”; the second one has a strong magical realism, called “The Day of Traveling Through the World”; the third one is worthy of being the finale, with a very big title, aimed at the entire universe, called “The Day of Rebirth is All the Beauty on the Universe”…

In the eyes of many people, Lao Cui is just a **, but I never think so. He is just an alternative writer who is not understood by the world. In my mind, Lao Cui has always been the person who sticks to principles that I admire. He has never been changed by the market or by readers. He is always so straightforward and has a distinct personality.
Chapter completed!