Senior Sister, Shut Up!

After Jiang Miao agonized over how to continue pursuing Senior Sister, his thoughts returned to his novel.

As the premium release date approached, the basketball semifinals, which had been delayed for several days, finally took place on Tuesday afternoon.

Unfortunately, Su Huaizhou had to miss the game again because it coincided with another debate team meeting.

Jiang Miao had hoped for a defeat, but this wish ultimately failed to come true.

Thanks to Xun Liang’s excellent rebounds and Brother Monkey’s skilled fast breaks, the point difference was more than 15 by the end of the second quarter.

And this was the result despite Jiang Miao slacking off and only scoring a few symbolic bank shots.

When the final whistle blew, Accounting Class 2 claimed victory in the semifinals with a 23-point lead.

Several girls who had come to watch the game clapped in the stands, and a few of them even ran onto the court to add Jiang Miao on WeChat.

Brother Monkey said, “… Why do they all go to Brother Jiang but not me?”

Jiang Miao felt a bit awkward. He was clearly the biggest slacker on the court, so why were all the girls flocking to him?

Xun Liang patted Brother Monkey’s shoulder and comforted him. “Looks are a gift from our parents. Don’t get upset. No need to take it personally.”

“Yeah! Brother Dog, you’re the best.” Brother Monkey smiled gratefully.

Then he saw a tall girl walking over with a water bottle and tissues. She handed the water bottle to Xun Liang and then wiped his face with the tissues.

Brother Monkey: “Fuck!”

Jiang Miao walked over and patted Brother Monkey’s shoulder to comfort him. “Do you see that? We’re on the same side.”

“Yeah! Brother Jiang, you’re the best.” Brother Monkey smiled in relief. “Let these love dogs die on the side.”

“Junior Brother, did I not make it again?” Su Huaizhou’s voice came from nearby. “Is it over?”

“Yeah.” Jiang Miao spread his hands helplessly at the sight of Senior Sister. “And we won again.”

“Isn’t it good to win?” Su Huaizhou giggled. “Besides, the finals are after National Day, so it won’t interfere with anything else for you.”

“That’s true.”

While Jiang Miao was talking, he felt a gaze full of resentment beside him.

He turned his head and saw Brother Monkey standing there with a blank expression.

“Ahem… Brother Monkey, let me explain. Senior Sister and I…”

“I’m leaving, okay?” Brother Monkey turned around dejectedly, not wanting to hear what these two damn traitorous dogs said anymore, and left this sad place.

Jiang Miao: “…”

…

After walking out of the basketball court with Senior Sister, Jiang Miao naturally held her hand.

Although the two of them weren’t officially a couple yet, they were already more familiar with holding hands than many new couples.

Especially after the unexpected incident last night, the barrier between them had lessened even further.

Moreover, through Jiang Miao’s subtle attempts, he found that Senior Sister didn’t reject his intimate gestures at all.

This gave him full confidence in his long-term plan to influence her subtly to change her mind about dating.

However, now was not the time to focus on this matter.

After all, his book was going premium at noon on Friday afternoon.

Perhaps because the material gathered during this period of time was really effective, although Jiang Miao was becoming increasingly anxious, he still maintained regular releases.

Moreover, his grasp of the highlights had improved.

Just yesterday, he had asked his editor and found out that the number of follow-up reads had grown to 3,500.

As long as he kept the writing solid over the next few days and didn’t make any major mistakes before the novel went premium, it was very likely that his novel would achieve the results of a high-quality work right from the start.

“Tomorrow is National Day, so I won’t disturb you for the next two days. Focus on writing,” Su Huaizhou said with a smile as she let go of Jiang Miao’s hand and turned to look at him when they reached the dormitory.

“Okay.” Jiang Miao nodded. Still remembering their agreement, he smiled back and said, “If it really becomes a high-quality work, I’ll treat you to a feast.”

“Sounds great,” Su Huaizhou agreed happily. “The author of a high-quality work is rich, so I won’t hold back.”

“Okay, see you later, Senior Sister.”

“Goodbye, Junior Brother.” She waved at him and turned to head into the dormitory. But halfway there, she suddenly turned her head. “Junior Brother, I’ll be around for National Day. If you need more material, feel free to find me anytime.”

Before Jiang Miao could respond, Su Huaizhou had already turned back and hurried into the dormitory. Just as she disappeared around the hallway corner, she left behind a fleeting smile.

…

On the Xidian website, there were two time slots for novels going premium.

One was every Friday at noon, when authors could apply in advance and release their paid chapters when the time came.

The other was the first day of each month. For example, tomorrow was Wednesday, which happened to be October 1st, so authors could apply to go premium on that day.

For most ordinary authors, the timing of going premium didn’t matter much.

However, for big shots, the moment their novel went premium was when they could start vying for readers’ monthly votes and compete for a spot on the Monthly Votes Rankings.

If a novel could break into the top ten of a category-specific Monthly Votes Rankings or even the top twenty of the overall rankings, then the exposure it could obtain would be on a completely different order of magnitude compared to the recommendation spots during the new novel period.

This was why the first of every month was known as the day when gods and immortals fought.

It was because many big names had their novels go premium at the same time and competed fiercely for monthly votes.

In particular, the Monthly Votes Rankings for new novels was practically a must-fight battleground for big shots.

Even if the novel of a small-time author like Jiang Miao managed to become a high-quality work and surpass 3,000 subscribers, it would be a miracle if even a tenth of these 3,000 subscribers were willing to cast their monthly votes for his novel.

Most readers usually followed three to five novels at the same time, and for some, it wasn’t unusual to follow ten to twenty books.

But each reader only had two base monthly votes, which was far from enough to go around for all the novels they were reading.

So for Jiang Miao, the idea of competing for a spot in the Monthly Votes Rankings was just wishful thinking. In the end, he would still be a small fry, and the only thing that really mattered was the royalties he could earn.

[White Rice Vinegar]: The Pirate King Starts from Impel Down is so fierce.

[I Am the Immortal Emperor]: What? Isn’t that fanfiction?

[White Rice Vinegar]: What do you know?

[White Rice Vinegar]: (Screenshot: Impel Down has 21,000 follow-up reads)

[Cat in the Snow]: Holy crap! 21,000 follow-up reads? Are they human?

[I Am the Immortal Emperor]: What kind of god is this???

[Peach Jam]: So envious.

[I Am the Immortal Emperor]: Peach Jam, how are you doing? How many follow-up reads?

[Peach Jam]: I can’t compare to the big shots. It’s only 3,500.

[I Am the Immortal Emperor]:

[White Rice Vinegar]: Immortal, don’t embarrass yourself. Peach Jam’s book is definitely going to be a high-quality work when it goes premium.

[Peach Jam]: Please… White Vinegar, don’t jinx me…

[I Am the Immortal Emperor]: Hmph! Someone who can write such sweet dog food novels like Peach Jam is obviously single.

[I Am the Immortal Emperor]: Only single people can write pure dog food novels.

[Peach Jam]: Um… Immortal, I have a girlfriend…

[Cat in the Snow]:

[White Rice Vinegar]:

[I Am the Immortal Emperor]: (completely in disbelief.jpg)

Seeing the surprised expressions of the group, Jiang Miao immediately blushed, feeling that he was somewhat shameless.

But… pretending to be a couple still counted as being a couple, right?

Anyway, Senior Sister will become my girlfriend sooner or later.

[Ao 10K]: Daily 10,000 Word Count Taskmaster invites you to the Orange Melon Word Sprint. Target: 15,000 words. Room: Self-Produced and Self-Sold.

[Ao 10K]: Get writing. Let’s go!

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