"Wei--Come Out" – The general content of this story is as follows:
The novel first describes a newly discovered hole as unfathomably deep, which later becomes the best place to dispose of city waste. All kinds of garbage are thrown into the hole, and the city becomes increasingly beautiful. However, strangely, the initial shout directed at the hole (which is "Wei--Come Out," and the title is derived from this) comes from the sky, and the first small stone thrown into the hole also falls from the sky. Although the entire text abruptly ends here, it can be foreseen that next, all the garbage people throw into the hole will fall from the sky.
"According to custom, each class selects one essay as a candidate for the school magazine. And this time, Class Ten's chosen essay is Su Shichen's."
"Tang Lingyu, don't be discouraged. Your essay is also very brilliant, and your writing skills are very strong. Work harder next time." Tang Lingyu looked at Su Shichen with a hint of displeasure. Previously, the spot for the school magazine in Class Ten had always been occupied by her, and she had been published several times. However, she didn't expect Su Shichen to rise unexpectedly this time and snatch that spot.
However, Tang Lingyu also knew that the brilliance of Su Shichen's micro-novel was indeed superior to hers. Not to mention the writing style, just in terms of novelty, she wrote the world as a person and then wrote a letter to the world. This idea was indeed very good. But Su Shichen directly wrote a micro-sci-fi novel, connecting science fiction with environmental protection, which surpassed her in creativity by more than just one level.
This afternoon's Chinese class was for students to self-study, and it was also the last class before school was dismissed.
Many students used this class to quickly finish their homework so they could go home and play.
Forty minutes passed in a flash, and class was soon dismissed.
"Xiao Si, you've really brought us honor! It used to be very difficult for you to write an essay even up to six hundred characters, but this time you directly produced a micro-novel of over three thousand characters. That's amazing! It's almost certain that you'll be in the school magazine this time." Ma Jun said.
"What's so good about being in the school magazine?" Su Shichen retorted.
"Of course it's good," Ma Jun said as a matter of course.
"Good in what way?"
"How would I know what's good about it? It's just good, that's all. Otherwise, why would all the teachers and students in the school want to be in the school magazine?"
"Why? I'll tell you why. The school magazine is published by our school itself, once a month. Although it's also sold to the public, do you think people outside would ignore the works of a Great Writer and instead buy a school magazine that publishes articles by middle school students?"
"No," Ma Jun shook his head.
"Exactly. That means the buyers of the school magazine are only our students, or the students' parents. Think about it, if your article gets into the school magazine, wouldn't you buy two copies to collect, or buy a few copies to show off to your good friends?"
"Of course I would."
"That's right. If parents know their son's article is in the school magazine, it's something to be proud of. They'll definitely buy a few copies to show to their neighbors and show off their son's or daughter's abilities. You wouldn't object to this, right, old man?"
"Hmm."
"Alright, now for the conclusion. What is the school magazine? The school magazine is something that publishes our stuff, and then uses our stuff to sell back to us. That's what the school magazine is." Su Shichen delivered the final verdict.
Ma Jun's mouth hung wide open. Su Shichen's words completely overturned his impression of the school magazine. In his eyes, being in the school magazine should be a very glorious thing, but according to Su Shichen, it sounded like he was being scammed?
"Then why do so many people still want to be in the school magazine?" Ma Jun asked.
"The reason is simple: because being in the school magazine can make you famous."
That's right, a simple sentence. For fame, even if they are scammed, they are willing. This is like Zhou Yu beating Huang Gai, one willing to hit, the other willing to be hit.
"Let's not talk about this," Ma Jun said, beaming. "Xiao Si, how about we go to Boss Fatty's place to play today?"
Boss Fatty was a nickname among students, referring to an arcade. Because the owner was a fat man, he had this nickname.
"No, I still have things to do." Su Shichen refused.
"Still have things to do? Xiao Si, what exactly are you playing at? You've been staying in the classroom writing and drawing even during break time today. Aren't you tired of it?"
"Tired? Of course I'm tired, but time waits for no one. I don't have much time…"
"Ah! Xiao Si, you don't have much time left? You haven't contracted some incurable disease, have you? Is it cancer or AIDS? Xiao Si, you can't leave me!" Ma Jun cried out exaggeratedly, almost hugging Su Shichen's thigh and wailing.
"Get lost!" Su Shichen said, annoyed but also curious. Just as the two were bickering, Tang Lingyu walked up to Su Shichen. Their movements froze as if someone had pressed a pause button.
"Su Xiao Si, I lost to you this time, but I will absolutely not lose next time." Before Su Shichen could reply, Tang Lingyu turned around and left, showing him her back.
"Hehe, I'm going to Boss Fatty's place to play. Xiao Si, take care of yourself. You're in for it now that Xiao Xiaoyu has her eye on you." Ma Jun left.
He had originally intended to go home with Class Monitor Li Dongfang, but Li Dongfang seemed to be avoiding Su Shichen, leaving as soon as school was dismissed. Helpless, he had no choice but to leave alone.
He pulled out his phone and dialed Editor-in-Chief Wang Ni of Deyun Publishing House. "Hello, who is it?" Wang Ni's voice was completely different from before. If it was previously a voice of coldness mixed with kindness, now it was a voice of assertiveness mixed with laziness, a languid, cat-like purr.
"Auntie Wang, is that you? It's Su Shichen. My parents have already signed the contract. I wonder if Auntie Wang is still at the publishing house now. If you are, I'll come up to find you."
"Auntie Wang had some things to do today and left the publishing house very early. Xiao Chen, where are you now?"
"Me? I'm at the school gate now, Experimental Middle School."
"Oh, then listen, Xiao Chen. Take bus 225 and get off at the Jinde Garden stop. Auntie will wait for you at the entrance of Jinde Garden."
"Okay, thank you, Auntie Wang."
He got on the bus. It was five or six o'clock, rush hour for commuters, so the bus was extremely crowded. There was no seat available, and it was packed with people.
Upon arriving at the stop, Su Shichen saw Wang Ni as soon as he got off the bus. Today, Wang Ni was not wearing her black professional OL attire, but rather a pair of tight jeans that perfectly revealed Auntie Wang's long legs. Her upper body was a cotton long-sleeved shirt, and the small bear pattern on her chest was stretched taut. A phrase unconsciously came to Su Shichen's mind: "With great capacity comes great…!"
"Xiao Chen, over here." Wang Ni waved.
In her casual attire, Wang Ni shed her cool and alluring aura, yet she exuded a different charm. With her hair naturally falling down from being tied behind, she looked less capable and more tender.
It was indeed "with great capacity comes great…" Su Shichen couldn't help but glance a few more times at the position of the small bear.
"Auntie Wang, I've brought the contract. It's in my backpack."
"No rush. Let's go to Auntie Wang's house first and sit for a bit."
"Auntie Wang lives in Jinde Garden?"
"Yes." Su Shichen had originally thought Wang Ni was just doing something in the area, but he didn't expect her to live there.
And so, Su Shichen, rather bewildered, followed Wang Ni to her home.
On the fourth floor, a one-bedroom economy apartment, exquisitely decorated. The most eye-catching feature was the large wine rack opposite the door, filled with various red wines.
"Auntie Wang, do you particularly like purple?"
"Yes, Auntie Wang is quite fond of purple, and violets are Auntie Wang's favorite flowers, so Auntie Wang's home and office are primarily purple-themed." Wang Ni said as she took a can of Sprite from the refrigerator for Su Shichen, while she herself took a bottle of red wine from the wine rack and poured it into a stemmed glass.
"I once read a psychology book that said a person's preferred color is related to their personality. This field is called 'Personality Colorology'."
"Oh, tell me about it," Wang Ni said, crossing her legs and gently swirling the stemmed glass in her hand.
"Red is the color of fire, bright and eye-catching. Therefore, those who prefer red have lively, enthusiastic, bold, and outgoing personalities. However, their flaws are also very obvious: they are easily emotional and let emotions override reason, which is what we call being temperamental."
"Those who prefer green are calm, rigorous, unsmiling, tenacious, and methodical. Their flaws, however, are being too cautious and too conservative."
"Next is yellow. Yellow, like red, is a bright color, but this brightness is not as dazzling as fiery red. Therefore, those who prefer yellow are optimists, generous, and enjoy making friends, possessing strong social skills. Their flaw is being easily gullible."
"Speaking of yellow, one must mention blue. Blue is the color of the sky and the ocean. Both the ocean and the sky share one thing in common: vastness. Those who prefer blue are broad-minded and can forgive friends or colleagues for making mistakes. However, their approach to matters tends to be moderate, and their flaw is a lack of creativity."
"Black and white are like opposing cases. White is pure, clear-cut, likes to express oneself, likes to be with friends, and loves cleanliness, but is prone to mysophobia; black is another type, likes to hide everything in their heart, likes to be a loner, and desires their own independent space." His mouth felt a bit dry from talking so much, so he picked up the Sprite and took a sip. Looking up, Wang Ni's lips still had traces of red wine, and under the dim lighting, her red lips appeared translucent and particularly tempting to bite.
"Xiao Chen, why are you staring at Auntie Wang's face? Is there something on Auntie Wang's face?"
"Ah, no." If it were an ordinary fourteen-year-old boy, being caught in such a situation would make him blush scarlet. But Su Shichen had the heart of a thirty-something-year-old uncle, and when Wang Ni asked him that, he still ended up blushing scarlet.
"Want a drink?" Wang Ni held up the stemmed glass.
Before Su Shichen could speak, he heard Wang Ni's voice, with a slight trailing sound, say, "You want to drink? I won't let you drink. Little kids drink Sprite." With that, she tilted her head back and drank all the red wine in the stemmed glass.
"Xiao Chen, what kind of personality is associated with the purple that Auntie Wang likes? You haven't said yet."
"Purple is similar to black, but purple has a much more mysterious color. Those who prefer purple do not show their emotions, hiding all their thoughts in their hearts, making it impossible for others to guess. They are graceful and possess a mysterious aura, giving the impression of being cold and arrogant. They are extremely good at suppressing their emotions, but this is also a flaw. Even if they break their teeth, they swallow it down themselves and will not reveal it."
"Then, Xiao Chen, do you think Auntie Wang is the kind of person you described, who swallows even broken teeth?" Wang Ni leaned forward, her body reaching towards Su Shichen.
Her pretty face was less than half a finger's distance away.
This is deadly, Su Shichen sighed in his heart. Auntie Wang must be drunk, otherwise, given Auntie Wang's personality, she wouldn't make such a move, which was completely contrary to her usual cold demeanor.
At this moment, he didn't know where to look. Looking down, Wang Ni was leaning forward, her chest an expanse of white, clearly a blatant "eating tofu" (flirting). Looking up, their eyes would meet, and Wang Ni's peach blossom eyes, which seemed to drip with water, were too much to handle if their eyes met!
Down or up? Ultimately, Su Shichen's mind wrestled, and he made a difficult decision: down.
His eyes dropped, and they immediately went straight. A vast expanse of white, a cleavage so deep it seemed bottomless!
"Uh…" Wang Ni suddenly hiccuped, the scent of wine wafting into Su Shichen's nose. Her body swayed, and her nose brushed against Su Shichen's.
"Auntie Wang, be careful!" Since Wang Ni was leaning forward, Su Shichen reached out to steady her waist, and her ample breasts naturally pressed against his wrist.
The first intimate contact with the beautiful Editor-in-Chief Wang Ni!
A/n: A revision, correcting typos in the previous text, and addressing unreasonable aspects of Wang Ni's character. It's indeed difficult for a newcomer to control character portrayal.