That night, just after midnight, something big happened.
Luo Ye got paid.
Last semester, he and his senior sister had gotten a bank card together, then transferred half of their assets into it.
Su Baizhou had done the same.
The two of them had tacitly agreed not to check the number on the card. They would only look at the balance when they needed money in the future.
When they finally saw the balance, maybe it would even feel like a surprise.
The bank card's six-digit password used the first three digits of Luo Ye's birthday and the last three digits of Su Baizhou's birthday.
610,111.
Su Baizhou's birthday was November 10th, four digits.
So they had designed the password this way: the day came first, the month came last, and the final "0" from the "10" in Luo Ye's October birthday happened to serve as the "10th" in Su Baizhou's birthday.
After transferring half of this month's royalties into the bank card, Luo Ye wore a blissful expression.
Whenever he put money into their shared bank card, Luo Ye felt like he was earning money to support the household.
Since they wrote on the same platform, Su Baizhou also got paid today.
Almost at the same time as Luo Ye, the bank card received two transfers.
Hearing the text notification on his phone, Luo Ye did not check it. Instead, he looked through the reviews of his own book.
Starting from the very first chapter.
The place where the dream began.
Luo Ye could not bring himself to read his own book. Reading something he had written himself was honestly pretty embarrassing.
But he could still read the comments.
When he saw some negative reviews, Luo Ye smiled faintly, quietly logged into his alt account, immediately saw red, and