Reborn in 2015, I became a male god starting in high school.

Chapter 66 What is the great writer doing?
The air was cool on a September night.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is just two weeks away.

The moon was exceptionally round at that moment.

After taking a hot shower, I felt refreshed all over.

Qi Tao and Zhang Dapeng made fun of Zhou Ziyang being a writer, arguing that Zhou Ziyang should buy them a Coke.

Zhou Ziyang wasn't stingy with the small amount of money. On his way back to the dormitory, he found a vending machine and bought three cans of blue Pepsi.

"Ha~ Drinking an ice-cold Coke after a shower is the most refreshing thing!"

Back in his dorm, Qi Tao drank a can of cola and then said.

The metasequoia forest outside the window was still layered upon layered, appearing deep and mysterious at night.

Zhou Ziyang picked up his phone and saw that there were more than a dozen unread messages.

They were mostly girls.

Shen Xin came over to ask Zhou Ziyang what time he would go to the library to pick up his military training uniform tomorrow.

Zhou Ziyang replied that it was eight o'clock.

"Why are you only replying now? I thought you were ignoring me. (Smiling)"

"No, I just took a shower."

Zhou Ziyang replied, "Except for Shen Xin."

Xia Wei also sent a message saying that Zhou Ziyang was very popular.

"We're talking about you in our dorm."

"Ah."

Zhou Ziyang gave a simple answer.

Shen Xin and the others ate with Zhou Ziyang. After they finished eating and returned to their dormitory, they found that Wang Na had already arrived.

Actually, once she takes off that rather eye-catching Lolita outfit, Wang Na's figure is not bad. It can't compare to Shen Xin and the others' amazing figures, but it's at least average.

Shen Xin took the initiative to greet her and asked if Wang Na had met her boyfriend.
Wang Na said no, but after meeting him, she found him to be unreliable.

No one was interested in Wang Na's story; they only exchanged a few words with her.

The four of them actually only met today and are not very familiar with each other.

The main issue was that Shen Xin had taken the initiative to send a message to Zhou Ziyang, but had not received a reply for a long time.

I felt a little uneasy for a moment.

After thinking for a moment, she took the initiative to ask, "By the way, Xia Wei, you and Zhou Ziyang went to the same high school, right? What kind of person is he?"

"?" Xia Wei was surprised that Shen Xin would ask Zhou Ziyang, and she was a little curious.

Lin Siyao saw it clearly, and with a slight smirk, she said, "What, are you interested in him?"

"No, don't talk nonsense. Teacher Chen asked me to be in charge of the class with him. I was thinking of getting to know each other better," Shen Xin said, blushing as she made up an excuse.

"If you want to know, why don't you just take the initiative and talk to him?"

When Lin Siyao returned to her dormitory, she had already taken off her vest, revealing a black bra underneath paired with shorts, showcasing her stunning figure.

Shen Xin chuckled upon hearing this, thinking to herself, "Isn't this just a case of them being unreasonable?"

Then he turned to look at Xia Wei.

The others were also quite interested in Zhou Ziyang.

Wang Na even specifically asked if Zhou Ziyang was the one who looked so refined and gentle.

“Yes, you didn’t know that? He’s also a writer,” Shen Xin said with a smile.

“A writer? They must be very rich, right?” Wang Na immediately became interested.

Lin Siyao chuckled and said that such things were all just bluffing.

How much money can a writer have?
These days, anyone who publishes some works online can be considered a writer.

“I have a classmate from high school who writes novels online,” Lin Siyao said, her hands in her shorts pockets.

Wang Na thought so too.

These days, writing novels isn't as lucrative as being a live streamer.

Shen Xin, however, did not take it seriously. She hesitated for a moment before finally saying, "Well, actually, Zhou Ziyang and I met once during the summer vacation."

"You've seen him before?" Lin Siyao was taken aback.

Xia Wei also became curious.

Shen Xin said that she had met Zhou Ziyang when she went to look at houses with her parents before.

We didn't know each other at the time.

I looked at the houses in the nearby Nanjing University and Garden area.

Lin Siyao laughed upon hearing this and said, "Sure, Shen Xin, your family is rich. The house in Nanda Heyuan must be worth at least three or four million, right?"

"No, we're just an ordinary family. My family didn't end up buying a house there," Shen Xin said honestly.

Shen Xin said, "Zhou Ziyang bought an apartment on the sixth floor for over four million yuan."

After Shen Xin finished speaking, the other three girls, including Lin Siyao, all looked at her with disbelief.

To be honest, before this, Lin Siyao had never been interested in anyone in the university.

Including Qi Tao, who claimed to be from the same hometown as himself.

Until I heard that Zhou Ziyang had bought a house for four million.

"Are you sure?" Xia Wei had only heard that Zhou Ziyang made a lot of money writing novels, but she never imagined he made that much.

That's four million, not four hundred thousand.

Shen Xin said, "I don't think I've mistaken you for someone else."

"this,"

The girls' dormitory fell silent for a moment.

Zhou Ziyang opened the Macbook his cheap dad had bought him and looked at the messages everyone had sent him, feeling quite helpless.

The people who come to me are basically there because of my identity as a writer.

Not only Shen Xin, but also Xia Wei.

Even the class assistant, Shao Sisi, sent Zhou Ziyang a message to ask, "Are you adjusting well to the new environment?"

Zhou Ziyang said it was alright.

Shao Sisi then asked Zhou Ziyang: "I heard you write novels? What kind of novels do you write?"

Now, Zhou Ziyang has no choice but to write novels.

But to be honest, Zhou Ziyang gets a headache just thinking about writing a novel. A novel needs at least two million words, and he needs to update at least 20,000 words a day. If he updates too little, he will be ridiculed by his readers.

Sigh, who would write novels if they had money?

But now that the boast has already been made, it feels like it would be difficult to back down without writing a novel.

Fortunately, Zhou Ziyang has money.

These days, it's hard to make money from novels.

However, it's quite easy to make money through novels.

If Zhou Ziyang were to actually write a novel, it wouldn't be like in his previous life, where he could write two or three million words and only earn a few hundred thousand yuan—that would be far too little.

Even if it's said to be a direct copy of previous novels.

What can I write about in 2015?
Human Arsenal's "Age of Innocence in the Reverse"?
Is it "My Sister is a Big Star" by The Newspaper Boy?
And Wang Zijun's "Wild Era"?
These novels are all considered representative works of postmodernism.

Afterwards, the censorship became increasingly strict. In fact, by the time of Wild Era, the industry was in a state of decline. Although the data for novels improved, the content was lackluster.

With Zhou Ziyang's memory, retelling these novels would be quite easy.

The problem is that even if you work yourself to the bone, you can only earn a few million, and if you're talking about using books to pick up girls, these books are definitely not presentable.

Zhou Ziyang wants to write less and earn more money.

Are there any movies that became hits later on that could be adapted from the novel?
So Zhou Ziyang did a search online.

After searching around, Zhou Ziyang found a movie about "Ex-Files".

Zhou Ziyang felt that it was possible to create an urban scumbag novel based on the prototype of "The Ex-File 3".

Firstly, Zhou Ziyang's current direction in writing novels is definitely not to make quick money. Secondly, Zhou Ziyang has capital to expand the influence of his novels, so instead of limiting himself to writing novels, he might as well prepare to adapt them into screenplays.

In 2015, the film "Goodbye Mr. Loser" ushered in a new era of box office success.

It feels like after 2015, any movie, as long as it's properly marketed, can easily gross over a billion.

However, the number of those who actually make money is very small.

Leaving aside those movies that are exaggerated, even the genuine movies have too high an investment cost and don't make money.

If you really want to make money, you should make weight loss films. The cost is less than two million, but you can easily rake in five billion.

The main problem is that Zhou Ziyang doesn't have that physique.

So after much thought, Zhou Ziyang felt that "The Ex-File 3" was the most suitable, whether for writing a novel or for future adaptations.

Using his previous life's ideas, Zhou Ziyang quickly found a starting point.

Unfortunately, the dormitory was just too noisy.

Zhang Dapeng and Qi Tao were drinking cola and smoking cigarettes, bragging to each other.

Zhang Dapeng said he wanted to pursue Shen Xin.

I feel like Shen Xin is also interested in me.

Qi Tao almost spat out his cola and said, "No, brother, where did you get that from?"

"What's with your attitude? Old Zhou was willing to ask for her contact information, so why can't you pursue Shen Xin?"

"Old Zhou is a writer, after all!" Qi Tao sided with Zhou Ziyang on this point.

Unfortunately, Zhou Ziyang felt the atmosphere was too noisy.

Just then, Jiang Menghan sent a message to Zhou Ziyang.

"What are you doing, great writer?"

(End of this chapter)