At night, Dongcheng Ling had supper, and after washing, she returned to the bedroom, but received a call from Ji Kong.

When she first answered the phone, Dongcheng Ling couldn't even say a word of nervousness, but fortunately Ji Kong didn't mention what had happened before, which made her tense nerves gradually relax.

"How is it? Your father didn't beat you up and scold you after he got back?"

Ji Kong asked with concern on the phone.

"No."

"Really not?"

"Well, really, there isn't. And I feel a little guilty when I look at me, but I just don't talk to me much. But my mother and younger brother have been asking me about my well-being since I came back."

"Oh? What did they ask you?"

"Of course I'm asking if I've been bullied by you."

"How did you answer?"

"I said, that man is simply a big man, and there are two beautiful girls living in the house. As soon as I arrived at their house, he would treat me...hehe, I can't make up any more."

Before Dongcheng Yan finished speaking, she started giggling.

"When you still laugh, it means you're really fine. As the saying goes, you can only know how to cherish it if you lose it. This sentence is indeed true."

Ji Kong sighed slightly, then paused and said, "We have already watched the finale of "Five Centimeters in Seconds"..."

"How is it?" Dongcheng Yan asked nervously.

"Shiyu and Mabaya were both crying." Ji Kong said: "The beginning is obviously such a beautiful story, but the ending is so heart-wrenching. Although I was mentally prepared when I saw it, it still made people feel a little sad."

"Is this what I wrote?

Dongcheng Aya said in a low mood.

"Of course it's not bad. It makes Shiyu and Masashi cry, which means that this novel is very contagious, and if the plot is well written, it will make it more difficult for readers to let go... You see, many of the classic works end with tragedy, so whether it's me or Masashi, they are very satisfied with this novel."

"That's it...that's good." Dongcheng Yan whispered.

"By the way, since you have finished writing "Five in Seconds", have you ever thought about what to write in the next book?" Ji Kong asked.

"I've thought about it."

"Oh? Or a tragedy?"

"No, this time it's a happy ending!"

"Why don't you continue to write tragedy? Your plot is pretty good. Putting aside my personal preferences, tragedy is indeed easier to create classics than comedy."

"Because such a tragedy only takes one time, I hope it will be a reunion in the future."

"That's it... well, anyway, you're writing your own book the way you like. In short, no matter what, we will support you... By the way, have you figured out the title of your new novel?"

"Think about it."

Dongcheng Yan replied softly.

...

...

After hanging up the phone, Dongcheng Ling spread the diary she had asked for from Ji Kong to her desk. Under the orange lamp, beautiful handwriting appeared in her eyes:

April 3, 20xx, sunny.

Today, a page called Posting appeared on the Internet, just like a forum, and you can also create your own unique posting as your own.

What a magical place!

I registered for a student myself, and I was the only one in it. This was just right. I could secretly pass on my novels without worrying about being seen by others.

But although I thought so in my heart, my novel was still seen by others.

That person is the administrator of the post, and the id is called Long Shen Haotu, but he praised my novel and was so happy!

Because of my parents, I have never dared to let others know that I am writing novels, but I didn’t expect that I would write so well?

Could it be that I am indeed a genius girl? Hehe, I dare to praise myself like this in my diary.

We made an appointment to send him the remaining chapters tomorrow. I am looking forward to it...

April 4, 20xx, yin.

Because I didn't want to be seen by others anymore, I sent him a private message to the chapter I wrote today, but an hour later, he had not responded yet.

It's been two hours...

Three hours...

It's been five hours...

Maybe he is busy with something and has no time to surf the Internet. Tomorrow... he should see my private message tomorrow?

April 11, 20xx, light rain.

A week passed, and every day I would send the written chapters, but there was still no response. He said that day, really comforting me?

April 14, 20xx, sunny.

I'm so stupid! I'm so stupid!

He is the administrator of posting, so of course he usually sends a lot of private messages, but I didn't expect this!

I made a big mistake and my face was completely lost!

But I also learned that his other id is called Shun, which is the author of "Sword Art Online".

Teacher Kong...hehehe, it sounds much better than Dragon God.

After reading my next chapter, Teacher Sora actually said that he would adapt it into a comic, and he would let the famous Shiina Shizuna adapt it!

Is my novel that good?

Although I agreed, I was very nervous...

However, Teacher Kong comforted and encouraged me. Teacher Kong was really gentle...

April 20, 20xx, sunny.

At Teacher Kong's signing party, I finally met him.

Although he was younger than I imagined, I recognized him at first sight.

Teacher Kong is really handsome, and indeed very gentle. He is also very concerned about me, a rash fan, but there is a very beautiful girl around him...

Today is probably my lucky day. Not only did I have close contact with Teacher Kong, but I also got the most precious signature!

April 23, 20xx, cloudy.

I became more and more familiar with Teacher Kong, and I got permission from him to Ji Jun. I was so happy. What's going on... My heart beat so fast...

On April 24, 20xx, light rain.

Ji Jun invited me to write a script for him, so happy!

Although I was a little unconfident, I still agreed, because I could talk to Ji Jun every day in the future!

April 25, 20xx, sunny.

I really want to chat with Ji Jun, but will this disturb his work? Will it make him feel annoyed?

I really want to tell Ji Jun my real name, but will he feel disappointed when he sees me?

I really want to find Ji Jun in reality, but will this embarrass him?

...

I fell in love with Ji Jun.

But I am not worthy of Ji Jun. He is so outstanding, and I have an excellent girl like Shiina around me, which I can't compare to...

From today on, I will fold some paper cranes every day, praying that Ji Jun will be happy...

I didn't cry! It was just sand mixed into my eyes!

What a bad glasses, you can't even block the sand, and you can't stop the tears. I really want to throw you away!

“…”

Ah...Why is the name of that person in my diary?

Why do you think in your head and in your heart and look like that person?

How dare I show him such a diary?

In this way, he actually wanted to give up.

How is that possible?!!

Ji Jun...

Ji Jun...

Ji Jun...

Your name is: Ji Kong!

Dongcheng Ling picked up the pen and wrote a line of words on the notebook that had been completely wet:

Book title: "Your Name". (To be continued.)

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Chapter completed!