"Ah, that senior is so handsome!"
"Yeah, he's tall, his skin is fair, and he's pretty good-looking. I wonder if he has a girlfriend."
A boy said quietly: "I don't know if he has a girlfriend, but this senior's family situation is good."
"How do you know?" the companion asked curiously.
"Just look at the T-shirt and jeans he's wearing and you'll know it's something special." The boy has sharp eyes and can tell it's something special at a glance.
"Hello, senior." A beautiful girl wanted to know the senior's name, so she found a senior who was welcoming new students. She smiled sweetly and said, "What's the name of that handsome senior? Which department is he from?"
The senior was originally very happy to be chatted up by the beautiful junior girl, but after hearing her question, his expression became complicated, and he answered the junior girl's question hesitantly, "He is your senior. He is a sophomore this year... As for his name... ...called Jiang Yulou.”
"Jiang Yulou...Jiang Yulou..." The beautiful girl suddenly remembered something, her eyes became brighter and brighter, and she suddenly asked excitedly: "Jiang Yulou, is this the Jiang Yulou who wrote "Love Letter"!"
The seniors knew this would happen. Jiang Yulou's "Love Letter" was so popular this summer. It's impossible for a beautiful girl this age not to like it once she's read it.
Not to mention the little girl, even he was in tears after reading it.
"It's really Jiang Yulou! That's great!" The girl's cheeks turned red with excitement, and her eyes were filled with little stars when she looked at Jiang Yulou.
The conversation between the two was quickly overheard by the surrounding freshmen. Many people took out Jiang Yulou's novels from their bags and gathered around him to ask for his autograph, regardless of signing up.
"Senior Jiang, I am the title of your book, please sign it for me!"
"Senior, I want it too. My favorite is "The Conspiracy" written by you."
"I, I, I, Senior Jiang, can you sign the title page of this "Love Letter" for me?"
Jiang Yulou looked at the welcome point, which was surrounded by three floors inside and outside, and nodded helplessly. He knew it would be like this.
Alas, a person who is too good will always encounter all kinds of troubles.
"Take your time, don't crowd, I will sign autographs for anyone who is a fan of my books."
While maintaining order, Jiang Yulou took over the books that needed to be signed. After signing his signature skillfully, he returned the books to his junior students.
Some seniors looked at the scene happening in front of them in disbelief. When did Jiang Yulou have so many book fans among young students? It's terrible.
A good welcome turned into Jiang Yulou's autograph session, which is weird no matter how you think about it.
They and Jiang Yulou were classmates in the same school. Even though Jiang Yulou was famous, they saw him every day, so they didn't think it was a big deal. But for those freshmen who have just entered the university campus, Jiang Yulou is already a great writer. If they meet him on the street, they will call him "teacher".
Now, they met the rumored Teacher Jiang at school, and naturally they became obsessed with each other.
Fortunately, the quality of college students was still high, and knowing that Jiang Yulou was a student of Yan University, I had plenty of time to find him for autographs, so I quickly returned to the previous state of queuing up to sign up.
However, the freshmen's excitement has not yet passed, and they are still discussing Jiang Yulou.
"Jiang Yulou, Jiang Yulou, they are all Jiang Yulou, we are not the only ones at Yan'an University!" A student from Yan'an University was disturbed by the attitude of the freshmen, and said something strange to the classmates beside him.
"Don't talk nonsense. Today is different from the past. Now Jiang Yulou is the living sign of our school. I heard that our school leaders went out for a meeting. The other school leaders first asked about Jiang Yulou. They were full of envy when talking, but It makes the leaders of our school very happy." His classmate reminded him kindly.
The boy was very surprised, "What, how could this happen?"
Obviously they are both students of Yan University and are about the same age, so why is there such a big gap?
Another student came over and said, "Well, people are different. In the eyes of ordinary college students, we are the proud ones of heaven, but compared with Jiang Yulou, we are just ordinary people."
"You are trying to boost other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige." The boy was still unconvinced.
"It's really not the case. From the time Jiang Yulou published his first short story to his current achievements, it only took two years, right?"
The boy nodded.
"In just two years, he has published one short story, one novella, two novels, and a collection of poems. Do you think this is something ordinary people can do? Don't talk about us, just There are so many writers in the country, but none of them can be as efficient as him."
Some classmates echoed: "His writing speed is really unmatched by ordinary writers. Not to mention how much money he has made in just two years."
"Oh, I heard that he bought a two-bedroom courtyard house in Yanjing."
"Hey, the courtyard is for two people. It's at least tens of thousands, right?"
"It's almost the same. I bought it at the beginning of the year."
"This is no longer profitable!"
"Isn't that right? I heard that he gets the highest royalties in the country."
"Is it so profitable to be a writer? I'm so excited."
"Haha, I don't know if you can be a writer, but you certainly can't make so much money."
"You look down on people, right?"
"No, you don't want to scratch your head even if you write an essay."
"Well……"
The topic gradually turned to how much money Jiang Yulou had earned in the past two years, leaving the boy who had just started the conversation alone in the wind.
His family's conditions are good, he is from Yanjing, he will have a good job in the future, and he will not worry about the house. But asking him to make money to buy a courtyard house at this age... He wouldn't dare to dream about it at night.
With the reform and opening up, more and more people in China are opening their eyes to see the world, especially college students, who are more accepting of new things. They envy life abroad and know that there is a money theory abroad. How come they don't understand that money is a good thing.
Ten thousand yuan. Even if he earns one hundred yuan after graduation, it will take ten years to earn ten thousand yuan.
How much can Jiang Yulou earn in ten years?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Damn it, why wasn't I the one who made the money to buy a courtyard house?
Jiang Yulou didn't know that there was a classmate who fell into self-pity because he was too good. Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.
Time passed day by day, and the sales of "Love Letter" were also rising. The contemporary editorial department called him and said that the novel would be printed again. According to the market response, an additional 200,000 copies would be printed this time.
The sales of the novel are related to Jiang Yulou's royalties, so he naturally welcomes it with both hands.
As the novel sells well, there are more and more comments about "Love Letter". Originally, youth literature could not gain traction in the literary world. However, because of the novel subject matter and brilliant theme of this work, there are more and more praises for the novel and Jiang Yulou.
