So, Liu Longsheng went silent directly.

Xu Lin nodded from the side, "I haven't bought new underwear for a year. Today, I'm changing to new ones."

Xie Zhengrong suddenly thought of something and slapped his forehead, "Ah! I realized I haven't bought underwear for a year and a half!"

"Actually, I fancy a set of oracle bone script underwear!"

"Oracle bone script underwear?"

Xu Lin was also curious, was there such a thing?

Xie Zhengrong opened the online shopping platform, and then the two boys started chatting about which underwear looked good, which underwear was cool, and so on.

Liu Longsheng sat at his seat, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

He had never hated the word "underwear" so much in his life.

To avoid hearing the word "underwear," Liu Longsheng could only plug in his headphones, thinking that not listening to it would make him feel better, but the vague sounds still made him irritable, even when he was playing the most passionate DJ!

Xu Lin and Xie Zhengrong talked about underwear for more than ten minutes. Later, Xu Lin continued to look at his computer, and Xie Zhengrong started playing "Elden Ring." Finally, there was no sound of "underwear" in the dorm anymore.

Liu Longsheng's playlist was now playing Eason Chan's "Lonely Patient."

"The laughter and cheers, the noisy atmosphere, but the heart feels cold..."

The already sad music, combined with the thought of Rong Xiyan buying underwear for Xu Lin, made Liu Longsheng even more emotional. He suddenly felt out of place in this dorm. What kind of people are there in this dorm? One watches ridiculous anti-Japanese dramas every day, one plays games every day, and another plays games and writes novels... The mix is incredibly complex!

And himself, so unique and lonely!

"I don't sing emotionally charged love songs, but that doesn't mean there aren't moments of heartbreak..."

Liu Longsheng couldn't help but start singing.

Pain!

It's too painful!

On the other side, Hu Donghai, who was watching anti-Japanese dramas, felt that the mood was finally right and couldn't help but tear open a bag of spicy strips.

Anti-Japanese dramas, background music, spicy strips.

At this moment, they complemented each other perfectly.

Liu Longsheng looked at the lyrics and sang to himself. At this moment, he felt he had already mastered sixty to seventy percent of Eason Chan's skills.

But right then, a notification popped up on the background of Liu Longsheng's phone.

[The "My 26-year-old Miss Maybach" you've been following has been updated. Go read it quickly!]

Liu Longsheng: ...

Actually, Liu Longsheng had been following Xu Lin's book closely. It was launched online at exactly 9 PM last night, and Liu Longsheng subscribed to it entirely at the first opportunity.

The plot of the story made him curse Xu Lin privately, yet he found it irresistible. Liu Longsheng finally understood what it meant to be in pain yet happy.

Seeing the novel update, Liu Longsheng immediately opened it.

But it wasn't an update; it was a publication performance summary Xu Lin had just posted.

In fact, Ranzhi suggested he post a summary of the publication performance since the results were unprecedentedly good.

Average subscription: 415698!

Liu Longsheng didn't understand what average subscription meant. It was his first time reading an online novel anyway.

So Liu Longsheng opened the high school dorm group chat and asked his roommates about Xu Lin's performance.

"Liu Longsheng, have you subscribed to this book too?"

"The launched plot is truly irresistible! Damn, this big shot writes too fiercely!"

"Guys, with this average subscription, does he earn a million a month?"

Liu Longsheng was curious.

He actually harbored fantasies, hoping Xu Lin could earn just tens of thousands a month, anything but a million a month would be too discouraging.

Liu Longsheng really couldn't take it.

"A million a month! Impossible!"

Was it impossible to earn a million a month? Liu Longsheng breathed a slight sigh of relief.

However.

"Based on my understanding of online literature, if this author Mr. Xu's income isn't three million a month, I'd eat shit on the spot!"

"..."

Liu Longsheng couldn't believe it, "Impossible, right? Three million a month? Can you earn that much just by writing a novel?"

Last time, they said a million a month was already exaggerated, with the manuscript fee for a month being equivalent to two e300 cars!

But now, Xu Lin was going to earn three million a month?

That's damned six high-end e300 cars a month?

If it were another brand? Three million, two high-end Cayennes, two Panameras!

"Actually, earning three million a month is considered modest. I know other top authors with over 200,000 average subscriptions, and a single book with a few million words, plus selling the rights, and they get tens of millions in the bank. With just one book, they achieve financial freedom!"

"I've even read a rather dumb new media novel, the trendy war god genre at the time, where the war god returns home, the wife suffered a lot, and the daughter lived in a doghouse. There was a very popular book in that genre that was top-notch. Though this kind of book doesn't sell rights, in terms of manuscript fees, the author earned twenty million from just one book! Liu Longsheng, don't underestimate the top tier of any industry, they're all very profitable. Now, this Mr. Xu, is definitely a hot name in the industry!"

"There's a rumor that this Mr. Xu is only eighteen or nineteen years old, just started college, and is studying in Jiangdu! Liu Longsheng, you're a fan of his book too. Maybe Mr. Xu will have a fan meeting in Jiangdu in the future!"

He's in my dorm!

Fan meeting my ass!

"Does anyone know which university Mr. Xu is attending?"

The group started discussing.

They didn't envy how much Xu Lin earned, but purely envied and admired Xu Lin's early success. After all, they were only eighteen or nineteen years old!

A lot of boys dream of driving a supercar at a young age, essentially because they hope to be successful at a young age.

The longing for and admiration of youthful heroes transcends nationality and race, it's an ancient and simple human emotion.

In the dorm of six, five people were engaged in discussion.

Liu Longsheng did not join the discussion.

He was feeling even more emo.

When he's sad, Liu Longsheng likes listening to sad songs.

His favorite singer is Eason Chan.

At that moment, the playlist moved on to "Don't Speak."

Liu Longsheng couldn't help but pick up his guitar and start playing.

"The dark sea surface is covered with white moonlight, I gaze in a trance..."

Liu Longsheng began singing with sadness and indulgence.

But just when Liu Longsheng was about to sing the climax.

Knock knock!

A knocking sound came from outside.

"Hey brothers of dorm 405, can I use your bathroom? Someone's taking a dump over at mine, so it's inconvenient to shower!"

Hearing Zhao Liangchen's voice, Hu Donghai opened the door to let him in.

"Thanks, Brother Hai!"

Zhao Liangchen patted Hu Donghai on the shoulder.

Zhao Liangchen then glanced at Liu Longsheng, who looked angry.

Damn!

Just when I was singing passionately and about to hit the most emotional climax, this guy comes rapping and knocks on the door.

"Sorry, Brother Long, keep going!"

Zhao Liangchen ran his hand through his afro.

Damn!

Go your sister!

Liu Longsheng felt the whole world was against him, that kind of feeling when nothing goes right, making him both angry and powerless.

"Damn it, hurry up with your shower, you're affecting my singing!"

Liu Longsheng scolded straight back.

Zhao Liangchen chuckled, then walked towards the bathroom, calling Xu Lin bro before walking in.

"Oh damn, whose shampoo is this? Imported?"

Zhao Liangchen excitedly took out a bottle full of foreign words from the bathroom.

That's my shampoo!

Liu Longsheng was really getting hard, his fists clenched hard!

"Hey guys, I'm using some of your shampoo!"

Zhao Liangchen said as he squeezed a small amount onto his hair.

Liu Longsheng: ...

Damn it!

I haven't even agreed yet!

Liu Longsheng really wanted to shout at him, but then he thought he shouldn't be angry with this kind of rapper!

No matter what, Liu Longsheng considered himself a person of high standards, how could he stoop to the level of a petty person?

"Whoa! Bro, is this body wash imported too?"

Zhao Liangchen pulled out a bottle of body wash.

That's mine too!

Liu Longsheng glared at him, his fists really clenched hard!

"Hey guys, using some of your body wash too!"

Zhao Liangchen was unceremonious.

"Old Zhao, don't take too long, I need to shower afterward."

Xie Zhengrong glanced back at him, not noticing whose shampoo it was, as he was busy fighting a boss.

"No problem!"

Zhao Liangchen said, then prepared to go in and close the bathroom door, but then he noticed the imported facial cleanser on the sink.

"Wow! Do you guys use imported facial cleanser too?"

Zhao Liangchen exclaimed.

Liu Longsheng: ...

Damn!

This idiot wants to use my facial cleanser now!

Liu Longsheng's fists clenched even harder!

"Forget it, using imported stuff isn't that great!"

Zhao Liangchen put the imported facial cleanser back.

Outside, Liu Longsheng was speechless, damn it, using my shampoo and body wash is alright, but he turns around and says it's not good to use imported stuff.

He had never met anyone more speechless than Zhao Liangchen.

Tonight, he was on the edge of mental breakdown, feeling like everything is going wrong, he felt like Qu Yuan misunderstood by everyone back then.

He was so lonely!

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