Chapter 124 Writing a Novel

On Friday afternoon, Liu Muye and Han Juyou found an empty corner in the library and sat down together.

Han Juyou was writing a novel on her computer, while Liu Muye sat opposite her and wrote a speech for tonight's meeting.

This was the third day since he became the president of the Student Union. So far, no one from the Student Union had sent him a message, and the heads of those departments would directly ask Zhao Chang if they had anything to ask.

Zhao Chang had just taken over the affairs of the Student Union in the past few days, and he was so busy that he was dizzy. He also had to help them deal with various things, which was quite miserable - maybe this was his punishment for winning without doing anything.

No one bothered him, and Liu Muye was happy to be a nominal president, but tonight he had to hold a general meeting of the Student Union to discuss the work that the Student Union had to do in the near future - the most important of which was the recruitment of new members for the Student Union.

Liu Muye couldn't escape, and he had to go, so he had to prepare in advance - in fact, if you think about it carefully, there was nothing to prepare, just introduce yourself, and Zhao, the instructor, would take care of the work.

After Liu Muye wrote something on the speech, he sat there with his chin on one hand and was in a daze.

Han Juyou was having some writer's block in her novel. She looked up at Liu Muye who was in a daze and thought he was worried about the student union meeting tonight.

Under the table, their feet were crossed. Han Juyou deliberately kicked Liu Muye's shoes with the tip of her shoe.

Liu Muye was still in a daze the first time and didn't feel it.

The second time, Liu Muye finally came back to his senses and looked up at her.

Han Juyou, who was sitting opposite him, raised her eyebrows at him. Her charming eyes could hook his soul away.

"What?"

Liu Muye said, deliberately nudging Han Juyou's legs with his knees.

Han Juyou immediately clamped Liu Muye's thighs with his two knees. It was intentional, and the action was a little ambiguous.

Han Juyou asked him, "What are you thinking about?"

Liu Muye smiled and said, "I'm wondering why a certain idiot hasn't finished writing 4,000 words in an afternoon!"

Han Juyou immediately said, "I've already written 3,000 words!"

Liu Muye smiled and said, "So, you admit that you are an idiot?"

"Get lost, you are the idiot!"

Han Juyou said, and the legs under the table clamped Liu Muye's legs more forcefully.

Liu Muye joked, "Three hours have passed, which means you only wrote 1,000 words in an hour. Isn't that an idiot?"

Han Juyou stared at Liu Muye and said angrily, "I'm a beginner, so it's reasonable to write slowly, right?"

"Hahaha." Liu Muye was amused by Han Juyou's expression. He nodded and said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Write a book quickly."

Han Juyou talked back to the original topic. She asked Liu Muye, "What were you thinking about just now? Were you worried about the student union?"

"A little bit." Liu Muye did not hide it from Han Juyou He said to her directly, "Actually, I have always been very unconfident."

"The two times I sang in crowded places before, I was forced to sing by you and Nangong Ye. If it were me, I would not dare to take the initiative to go on stage."

"When the class monitor organized the activities, I was also very nervous..."

"Now when I think about speaking in front of so many people at night, and dealing with unexpected situations and some people who find fault at any time, I am actually...very nervous."

"Wow, it turns out that you really have weaknesses?" Han Juyou held up his chin and said with some surprise.

Liu Muye asked with some laughter: "What do you mean by 'you will also be nervous', why can't I be nervous?"

"You always looked omnipotent before, and I almost thought you were really omnipotent." Han Juyou got up and sat next to Liu Muye, holding his hand, "It turns out that Young Master Liu is not omnipotent either."

"It would be great if I were really omnipotent!"

Somehow, Han Juyou felt that Liu Muye's words were inexplicably sad.

She leaned her head on Liu Muye's shoulder: "It's okay, don't be nervous, I can go with you tonight. There shouldn't be a rule in the student union that girlfriends can't go to the president's self-introduction, right?"

"I shouldn't, hahaha..."

Liu Muye was amused by Han Juyou's words, and the atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

Han Juyou continued: "No matter what difficulties you encounter in the future, I will always be with you, don't be afraid!"

When she said this, Han Juyou was very happy and a little relaxed.

For so long, Liu Muye has always been helping her, but she has never helped Liu Muye. Now she can finally reflect her "personal value", and Han Juyou is of course very comfortable.

Han Juyou feels that love should be mutual and equal, not one-sided - but in fact, even if Han Juyou does nothing, Liu Muye is willing to treat her well and treat her well unconditionally.

"Ha~~"

Han Juyou, with her head leaning on Liu Muye's shoulder, yawned lazily.

"Want to sleep?"

"A little." Han Juyou rubbed her eyes and said, "I was thinking about the plot during my nap at noon today, and I didn't fall asleep at all. Now I'm stuck again, so I feel sleepy."

Liu Muye put his arm around her shoulders and lowered his voice and said, "Then you can lean on my shoulder and rest for a while, since you're stuck anyway."

"..."

Han Juyou pondered for a few seconds, then sat up straight and shook her head, saying, "No, there's still a thousand words left. I have to finish it early. I have to accompany you to the Student Union tonight!"

After that, she broke free from Liu Muye's arms, returned to her seat, and continued to type.

Looking at her serious look, Liu Muye smiled and didn't bother her anymore.

After being hugged by Liu Muye, Han Juyou's typing speed became a few points faster.

On the typing software:

[Gu Yishen's deep eyes swept across the people present coldly, and he spoke in a cold voice...]

Liu Muye's arms were like a fast charging station. Han Juyou leaned on him for a while, and now her thoughts suddenly became clear. The fully revived Han Juyou continued her typing journey.

After so many days of hard work, Han Juyou's novel has been successfully signed. Although it was signed by the platform's robot editor, it doesn't matter. As long as it can be signed, it's fine. Now as long as she writes 100,000 words and enters the recommendation period, she can see the results.

So she was full of energy every day, hoping to write 100,000 words as soon as possible and then be recommended.

Liu Muye looked at her full of energy and suddenly remembered the equally energetic self two years ago.

At that time, he was also full of passion.

At that time, he had not been worn down by life and started writing bad books, water chapters, and making bad money.

Looking at Han Juyou's serious face, Liu Muye couldn't help but smile.

The brain that had long given up any hope in writing novels seemed to be restless again at this moment...

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