Creating in Xiao Huan Xi

Although she was lectured, Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie still confiscated her bank card and only told her not to spend money indiscriminately.

Fang Yijin didn't have much use for the money, so she handed the bank card back to Tong Wenjie, saying that the money was of no use to her and it would be better to give it to her parents.

Tong Wenjie and Fang Yuan were mostly relieved and finally accepted her bank card.

"Go to bed early." Fang Yuan reminded her.

Tong Wenjie thought of something, "Jin'er, you are in the critical period of your senior year of high school now. Nothing is more important than your college entrance examination. We can put the novel on hold for now and write it after the college entrance examination. Now you should devote all your heart and soul to study. You are different from your brother. Mom believes that you can manage yourself well, so I won't take your computer. You must be self-conscious."

Fang Yijin could only nod repeatedly and then ran back to his room.

She had imagined what it would be like if her parents found out about her writing novels, but she didn't expect Tong Wenjie to say something like "take away the computer." Although she didn't take action, Fang Yijin knew that if Tong Wenjie found her typing, the consequences would be the same as Qiao Yingzi being caught playing with Lego.

Fortunately, her article about the Republic of China has been completed, and the extra chapter does not need to be updated every day. She has no pressure in this regard, so she can appear calm in front of Tong Wenjie and Fang Yuan.

If it were Fang Yifan, he would probably explode on the spot.

Taking away his toy magazines would be a threat to his life.

Fang Yifan sneaked into Fang Yijin's room and really scared Fang Yijin.

"I knocked on the door..." Fang Yifan felt aggrieved.

Fang Yijin could only accept his fate and let Fang Yifan in: "What's the matter?"

"Have you confessed to our parents?"

Fang Yijin nodded: "Yes."

Fang Yifan said, "Don't say it. I admire you for this. You dare to take responsibility. Very good. You are worthy of being my sister, Fang Yifan."

Fang Yijin laughed and scolded: "Wang Po is selling melons, boasting about herself."

Fang Yifan was thick-skinned and thought that he was just praising himself. He asked Fang Yijin: "Then you won't write anymore in the future?"

"How is that possible? I probably won't be able to write before the college entrance examination." Fang Yijin also knew what to prioritize. Even without Tong Wenjie's advice, she had no plans to update.

But Fang Yifan didn't think so. He thought his sister didn't dare to write anymore because of her mother's pressure. He didn't know where he got the courage from to encourage her: "Then you can write secretly. I remember you said before that there were a few extra chapters."

"I have almost finished writing the extra chapter, don't worry." Fang Yijin was not worried about this, as she had the habit of saving drafts.

Because she has the habit of saving drafts, she doesn't worry about being seen by Tong Wenjie when she is typing at home. And it's not that the mobile phone can't be used for typing, it's just that it's a little slower for her.

Fang Yifan could only sigh, lamenting that his sister was sometimes like a good baby, and sometimes more rebellious than anyone else.

"How have I been rebellious?" Fang Yijin leaned back on the soft cushioned chair.

Fang Yifan counted on his fingers: "Copy Yingzi and Taozi's homework."

Fang Yijin did not deny this and said "hmm" to signal Fang Yifan to continue.

"Let's not talk about anything else, let's just talk about the most important point." Fang Yifan leaned on Fang Yijin's desk and approached her, lowering his voice and saying, "Puppy love - you can't deny this, right?"

"Dear brother, I think you have misunderstood the definition of 'premature love'. Premature love refers to adolescents establishing romantic relationships, and I would like to emphasize that it refers to adolescents under the age of 18." Fang Yijin asked back with a smile, "Do you think I fit the definition?"