It’s Saturday in a blink of an eye.

In the morning, Lu Cheng took the high-speed train to Quancheng.

The winter in Quancheng is relatively cold, the wind is bleak and a bit dry.

After he found Jiang Qiuyun, the two of them wandered around the shopping mall for a while, and arrived at the Shandong Restaurant "Minghulou" at about noon.

Lu Cheng ordered a few dishes, namely Yellow River carp, sweet and sour tenderloin, braised prawns and milk soup, and then a clear soup of Tremella.

The two of them talked while having a meal.

"how are things?"

"fine."

“What’s new in school?”

"No. I've been busy recently, preparing for the final exam, and there are other things. Unlike you, you've already finished the exam."

"Qiuyun, I want to ask you, why did you choose a nursing major?"

"When I was in my senior year, I had a serious illness, which was allergic purpura, purpura of both lower limbs, accompanied by abdominal pain, joint pain, and repeated attacks. I couldn't find the allergen. I stayed in the hospital for five months and met several enthusiastic nurse sisters who gave me meticulous care. I was very moved. Later, the allergen was found and my disease was cured. When my brain became hot, I signed up for nursing majors."

"Do you like this profession?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little worried."

"What are you worried about?"

Jiang Qiuyun took a sip of tea and said slowly: "I have read some materials recently and said that 51.2% of nurses have severe psychological trauma. 41.2% of nurses have suffered excessive behavior from patients or families in the past year. As the doctor-patient relationship becomes increasingly tense, nurses suffer psychological violence and even physical violence. As patients and families have increasingly demanded nurses, violence will occur when their requirements are not met.

A survey of resigned nurses found that 68.5% of nurses suffered sharp weapon damage before leaving, which is the highest proportion of all occupational injuries.

In addition, you are often exposed to sharp instruments such as injection needles and infusion needles, as well as the patient's body fluids, blood, secretions, and are prone to infection with syphilis, AIDS, hepatitis B, hepatitis C, etc...."

Lu Cheng fell into silence because he was also a medical student and had some understanding of these things.

He asked again, "Do you want to change majors?"

Jiang Qiuyun shook her head: "I won't change it for the time being. Nursing majors help deepen my understanding of society. Lu Cheng, do you know what I like to do in my spare time?"

"Tell me, I really don't know."

"I like literature. My father is the head of the literature department and taught me to memorize Tang poetry and Song lyrics since I was a child. I can recite 300 Tang poetry at the age of 7 and thousands of Song lyrics at the age of 10. When I graduated from elementary school, I published my first short article in "Harvest"; in the third year of junior high school, I published four short stories in "October" and "Contemporary". I was busy in high school, and I only published 50,000 words in "Novel World".

Lu Cheng showed a look of surprise, opened his eyes wide and said, "I didn't expect you to be so powerful! I've caught up with Qiong Yao in my early years! Are you still writing now?"

Jiang Qiuyun bent her mouth and smiled sweetly: "I'm writing an online novel."

"Ah? Is it a step back from the entity to the network?"

In Lu Cheng's impression, online novels are very low-level, and they can be written by cats and dogs.

Jiang Qiuyun smiled and said, "You can't say that either. There are thousands of online novels, and there are also truly outstanding works."

"What is your pseudonym? I want to read your works when I have time!"

"The pen name is 'Yun Ji', which comes from 'Yun Huang Zhuang Shi, the magical girl'. Since I was in college, I have been writing a long article, "The White-headed Man Under the Lamp", which was serialized in 'Youth'. I have written 3.8 million words and it is about to end."

"You ask me to search."

Lu Cheng took his cell phone and checked it, but the result surprised him!

"Yun Ji, age unknown, gender female, a great god-level contracted writer, her representative work "The White-Headed Man Under the Lamp", a romance novel that travels through another world, ranks second on the VIP subscription list of the famous female website "Youth" and the subscriptions in December 2027 are!"

Lu Cheng was startled and almost slid his phone down, his eyes widening: "My God! God, I'm sitting opposite me! I've grown up so old that I finally saw life!"

He likes to read online novels, but only watches male-frequency fairy tale, fantasy and time travel, and never read female-frequency novels. He never dreamed that Jiang Qiuyun, who was only 19 years old after New Year's Day, turned out to be a hidden god!

He put away his phone and stared at Jiang Qiuyun and said, "Let me take a good look! A great man like you is young and beautiful, like a flower and a moon, a beautiful writer. If you hype it up, the subscription rate will increase several times! Even if you have average subscriptions now, your income will not be low!"

Jiang Qiuyun smiled and said, "I had a small amount of updates last year, and I only ordered more than 10,000. Since this summer, after I met you, I have become like a spring of thoughts and a magical help. I can write five or six thousand words per hour. The updates have been quadrupled, and the text is more refined and the plot is more complicated, so the subscription will be up."

Lu Cheng's heart moved and thought to himself: "After the revival of spiritual energy, it stimulated some people's superpowers. Some were manifested as an increase in physical strength, punching more powerfully, and the pace under his feet was faster; some were manifested as agile thinking and enhanced computing power; some were like Jiang Qiuyun, who received the blessing of the way of heaven and increased literary appeal... If you can discover it well, it would be considered a kind of practice..."

He asked quietly: "Do your parents know about your novel?"

Jiang Qiuyun shook her head: "I live in school and didn't tell them. My parents are very busy and I don't want to distract them. I can eat and drink, have no illness or disaster, and can solve everything by myself."

"Then what do you want to tell me? Why don't you keep hiding it?"

"Because this book was signed and published, there was a signing party in Magic during the winter vacation. I had to leave home for two or three days, so it would be hard to hide it from my parents. After the signing party, my photos will appear in the media and on the Internet, so I can no longer hide it. I want you to accompany me to signing party, is that okay?"

"I can't get what I want!"

Lu Cheng could imagine that a beautiful girl of the level of Jiang Qiuyun appeared at the signing party, which might cause a lot of sensation and riots. By then, he would be an excellent flower protector!

The two talked and laughed, and after lunch, they went to the "Jindian Auction House".

I only realized after arriving that this was a large-scale auction. The guests were not only limited to Quancheng, but spread to several surrounding provinces, and even Beijing, Tianjin and Hebei were people coming.

Due to the rapid operation of the high-speed rail, it has become very convenient to travel, and it only takes one and a half hours to get from Shangjing to Quancheng.

Thousands of VIPs sat in the auction hall, and Lu Cheng and Jiang Qiuyun sat in the corner at the back.

The auctioned treasure list and pictures were sent out a month or two ago.

These VIPs rushed over from afar and had their own plans. They had already considered what they wanted to buy.
Chapter completed!