Chapter 43: Guo Yunting Loses Control

  Whistling a happy tune, when he returned to the dormitory it was already past 9:30. As he walked to the door of the dormitory, inside it was again eerily dark. Liu Meng suddenly became vigilant, thinking to himself, what's going on now?

  Knocked on the door of room 305 next door, no response, waited for a while, still quiet inside, what's going on?

  He suddenly opened the door quickly and rushed in to turn on the light. When he looked around, the whole dormitory was empty, not a single person was there!

  This is very abnormal.

  "Hey guys, no one's in the dorm, where did you all go?" Liu Meng sent a message to Lao Da.

  "Little rascal, where have you been? Lately, it's always 'now you see me, now you don't' with you. We're all in the self-study room, and we're having an all-nighter tonight!" The big boss replied quickly, as he always did, no matter what the content of the message was, he would always respond.

  Liu Meng suddenly remembered that the mid-term exam was coming up next Wednesday.

  Bookworms, no matter how recklessly they play in their daily lives, still have a deep-seated fervor for exams.

  Studies have indeed been neglected, and the identity of this student is indeed somewhat nominal. Thinking of this, Liu Meng felt that staying in the dormitory so early was boring, and he unconsciously walked towards the main building, planning to take a look at the self-study room, just standing outside and looking inside through the small glass window on the door.

  It was unexpected to see Gu Wen, I didn't think she would also be in the 3rd class study room, the whole class except for me were all inside studying very seriously.

  Although having a natural talent for mathematics and being proficient in English, the exam has its own rules, which doesn't mean that good grades can be obtained, ability and grades have always had a mysterious relationship.

  Seeing everyone's high enthusiasm, Liu Meng's heart was also hot, how could he not work hard?

  Gu Xuan still went to the self-study room of Class 3 to do her homework. Every time someone came in, she would occasionally look up and glance at the door, then quickly lower her head and focus on reading her book.

  "Stop looking around and focus on reviewing." Zheng Wen said in a low voice.

  He let out a soft hum, his mood still somewhat irritable, and didn't respond.

  Zheng Wen thought to herself, "Little brat, still pretending, see how long you can keep it up. Ah, forget it, I won't get involved in your business either, a perfect pair of stubborn donkeys."

  The new campus of Ice City Industrial University, the main building's self-study room officially started its all-night opening a week before the exam, and the academic elites were enthusiastic and fought hard through the night, in an excited state.

  Some students even moved their quilts, toothbrushes and washbasins to the study room. When they were tired or sleepy, they would lie down and sleep for a while before continuing to fight on.

  The whole freshman year, still leisurely, is probably Liu Ruyi. The little girl is still surfing the internet in room 508 of the main building, constantly sending messages to the board owner, and the two are chatting.

  "Who's that fatty? Tell me!" Liu Ruyi sent over.

  Boss, I'm just a lone wolf. Reply: "Absolutely not, as a board leader, you must have integrity."

  "Hmph, your dignity has long been shattered all over the floor, if you don't watch it, I'll make sure you look good."

  "Haha, I've re-stuck it again, don't threaten this handsome guy, or you'll be scared."

  One or two rounds and there's no result, Liu Ruyi was so angry that he slammed his mouse and stood up, muttering to himself: "No way, this wolf is too soft, it seems I need to come up with something harder, let's see if he can handle it."

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  For the next two days, Liu Wei also stayed in the library, looking at Sita's conjecture and finding the right direction. After that, he began to establish relevant mathematical theories and expressed them in mathematical formulas. This kind of conjecture that can only be understood but not spoken must be formalized before it can be proved, which is also the most important step.

  When I'm tired, I continue to write and review English, as well as some less important non-degree courses, such as engineering drawing and computer practical foundation, just for relaxation.

  As for Zhou Shiyan, the little friend has also become clever and there have been no more incidents of teasing Liu Meng. Probably because she was scolded that night, which made Liu Meng feel very relieved.

  In this regard, Dian Niang received a text message from A Qian, which was expected and didn't take it to heart. Signing a contract is absolutely not the goal. From the moment she received the contract text message, Liu Meng suddenly changed to updating 20,000 words per day. As the number of words increased, Huan Dao Book Alliance was already in a hot state, and the entire forum began discussing "Return to Ming".

  Even some die-hard fans started to look up the historical records of Ming Wu Zong, and in the comments section, they quoted classics and commented on them, making it quite lively, gradually gaining momentum like a big fire.

  Liu Meng saw this and was secretly delighted, it seemed that his initial judgment was correct. Rather than waiting for the development of online literature, it would be better to guide the readers' interest, which also gave him great confidence.

  He is no longer satisfied with just signing a contract and making some money, he has bigger ambitions and plans.

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  At eight o'clock in the evening, Ye Lang, the editor-in-chief of Huanjian Book Alliance, had not yet finished work. He lived and ate at the company and did not have a concept of going to or leaving work. Anyway, apart from eating, drinking, urinating, and defecating, he stared at the computer watching the station.

  I just finished reading the two thousand words of today's update of "Hui Ming", feeling a bit unsatisfied, I lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and exhaled slowly, blowing out ring after ring of smoke, with a look of satisfaction on my face.

  To this day, the book "Return to Ming" has not yet applied for a contract, which is very surprising to Ye Lang. Usually, authors who have reached the 50,000-word signing standard will eagerly apply for a contract, but San Pang has not made any moves so far.

  He searched a bit and found that Dian Nai hadn't signed a contract either, and Huan Dao Book Alliance had always maintained an update of 4,000 more words than Dian Nai.

  In that case, let's continue to express our sincerity and treat others with honesty, there will always be a return.

  Ye Lang decided that next week he would give "Hui Ming" a big push, thoroughly promoting the book. He believed that San Pang would definitely return the favor and sign with Huan Dao Book Alliance.

  How to persuade Super Brother, one of the great gods of Xuan Knife Book Alliance, to give up next week's big push position for his "Mercenary Legend"? Thinking of this, Ye Lang felt a bit of a headache.

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  Winter melon has been restless for the past two days, and the contract message has already been sent to San Bao, but this fat guy hasn't reacted at all. It's not right to say he didn't react either, as he suddenly increased his daily update volume to 20,000 words a day. With this update speed and work quality, it would be hard for this book not to be popular.

  Winter melon confirmed once again, this dead fat man must have ulterior motives, what he wants is absolutely not just signing a contract, he wants more, what does he want exactly? Winter melon fell into deep thought.

  In the past few days, Donggua had a few conversations with Chief Editor Yan Hui. From Yan Hui's perspective, he could naturally see the potential of "Hui Ming". However, he has been busy negotiating investment deals with several investors and couldn't take care of this matter, so he fully authorized Donggua and San Biao to make contact and sign the contract as soon as possible.

  Always trying to contact San Bao, but San Bao only left a QQ number and no mobile phone number. Trying to add as a friend, but the other side has not responded at all, and suddenly can't get in touch.

  This dead fat must be intentional. Winter melon stared at still unresponsive Q-Q gritted his teeth.

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  Another weekend has arrived, on Saturday morning, Class Monitor Guo Yu found Liu Meng to confirm with him that on Sunday, several class cadres will go to the mall together to purchase the items needed for the Mid-Autumn Festival evening party next week, and asked him to bring the class fees, free up time on Sunday, and must not drop the chain.

  It's really "what you fear comes true", although there have been some progress in math conjectures, it can't generate thousands of dollars in reality, and life is still struggling.

  At a loss for what to do, he could only head towards Guo Yunting's home, thinking that maybe he could first withdraw a month's salary from this side, which would be enough to make up for the deficit in tuition fees.

  On Saturday, Zhou Shiyan was not at home and went to learn piano. Liu Meng didn't have to come today and hadn't made an appointment with Zhou Yunting in advance. He couldn't think of a good way for the time being, so he came over to try his luck.

  Pressed the doorbell, rang a few times, no one opened the door, pressed again, still no movement, just as I was about to turn around and leave, Guo Yunting finally appeared, heard that Liu Meng had opened the anti-theft door.

  Liu Meng entered the house and saw that Guo Yunting was still wearing her pajamas, which were elegant classical water-ink patterned silk pajamas. They really brought out her temperament, but her eyes were a bit red and swollen, as if she had just cried.

  "You sit down first, I'll change into some clothes." Guo Yunting said, her voice was obviously a bit choked.

  These words were swallowed back down, everyone's like this already, how can you have the nerve to bring up money?

  Sitting on the sofa in the living room, I only heard that Guo Yunting had just walked into the room and closed the door. To my surprise, she started crying inside. It seemed like she received another phone call at this time, with a loud and unclear voice, but it was obvious that Guo Yunting was very agitated.

  Liu Meng had never seen Guo Yunting's emotions so out of control before, she was usually calm and elegant.

  Not long after, the sound of something crashing inside was heard, and then there was a dead silence. Liu Meng's heart was racing with anxiety, what's going on, this is too abnormal, Guo Yunting wouldn't be thinking of doing anything rash, had something happened?

  Thinking of the terrible aftermath, she couldn't sit still anymore, hastily got up and pushed open Guo Yunting's door.