"Brother Hammer, what are you doing?"
During class, Luo Ye saw Wang Dachui constantly looking down at his phone instead of listening to the lecture, and he could not help asking.
He leaned over to look, but Wang Dachui's face immediately reddened. He quickly turned off his screen, looked at Luo Ye, and said in a panic, "What the hell are you looking at?"
That was the difference between boys and girls.
A girl would say, "You're not allowed to look," sounding fierce but adorable.
Boys were different.
Wang Dachui was already being quite restrained. Even throwing out a curse was perfectly normal.
"What are you doing, exactly?" Luo Ye was still curious.
Did he make Brother Fish angry? Was he writing a self-criticism?
"He's writing a novel," Shen Qiao revealed the truth.
Luo Ye said in surprise, "Writing a novel? You're writing a novel without telling me? I can teach you."
"Really?" Wang Dachui looked skeptical.
"Absolutely. Let me see it, and I guarantee you'll get signed."
Luo Ye dared to guarantee it because getting signed was simple. There was no difficulty to it at all.
Hearing that, Wang Dachui decided to treat a dead horse like a live one and directly sent Luo Ye the five hundred words he had already written.
"Only five hundred words?"
"You think everyone's like you?... Stop saying useless stuff. Tell me if it's any good. I'm writing traditional fantasy."
Luo Ye lowered his head and looked at his phone. On it were the five hundred words Wang Dachui had painstakingly written over half a class.
After reading just one paragraph, Luo Ye laughed.
[Ye Fan was the number one assassin of the twenty-first century, but he was betrayed by his organization and framed by his fiancée. After falling off a cliff, he