The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead
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Chapter 325: Chapter 323 Signature

The last Crown Prince, after eating three skewers that were slightly charred, was driven away.

Yes, driven away.

The Emperor felt he ate a bit too much.

Dazed, the Crown Prince left, but at the exit of the small garden, he made a point to gaze a while longer at his father and mother.

Although their affection for each other made him feel a bit sick, if he could find someone he wanted to do that with in his lifetime, it wouldn’t be so bad.

It’s just that he felt he probably wouldn’t find that someone.

The Crown Prince turned and left to attend to official duties.

The Empress left behind opened her Light Computer and recorded a video of herself grilling.

In the video, she kept saying, "Mmm—so delicious."

"What a pity you can’t taste it."

After recording, she immediately sent it to her younger son, that foolish boy who was always running wild outside.

When the little prince, in some far-off corner of a distant planet, received the video and opened it,

his eyes welled up with hot tears in an instant.

"Mother, come on—be a person!"

At this moment, the little prince decided, he was going home.

To think that at home, one could watch Mr. Xiao He’s live streams.

Yes, the little prince was always a loyal fan of Little River Live. Recently, he had purposely settled by the sea just to eat seafood more conveniently.

Seafood was easy to come by, but barbecue was a different story.

He had to go home, he simply had to.

Who would have thought that the little prince, who had been drifting outside, unwilling to return, would decide to come back because of a barbecue meal?

Every portion of barbecue sent out by Nian Shutong brought the family closer together.

Even if they had to fight for it, having more people made it livelier.

The next day, early morning.

The small wooden house was still a day of harvest, and Ha Ha arrived first in the fields.

But when Nian Shutong returned from outside, she immediately noticed Ha Ha working hard in the field, his tail happily circling, and she held back from saying anything.

Nian Shutong returned to the small wooden house, had breakfast, then had Master Fan prepare her a lunch, which she packed in a box and took with her.

"Yun He, I’ll be back in the evening, don’t be afraid."

Nian Shutong was eager to continue her magical training, so she decided not to work in the fields for the next few days, focusing instead on absorbing the dog sculpture.

Fu Yunhe thought that Nian Shutong wanted to be stronger before leaving the house.

He nodded in reply, "Got it, I’ll cook for you in the evening."

"Clever."

Nian Shutong, carrying her lunchbox, left.

Everything in the small wooden house was running normally, which was the fundamental reason Nian Shutong could leave with peace of mind.

This harvest continued for three more days, totaling about twelve days.

During these three days, Nian Shutong practiced day and night, only returning to her place during the evening livestreams to watch Fu Yunhe broadcast.

This had become a habit, not just hers but everyone’s.

Even if nothing could be said during the livestream, the feeling of togetherness was unique.

Especially for Fu Yunhe, who had gotten used to glancing at Nian Shutong before each broadcast.

She was like a stabilizer, keeping harmony in the small wooden house.

Not to mention, after every live session, everyone shared the food from the broadcast, talking and chatting.

Although Fu Yunhe would often be left speechless by Ha Ha or Rubble during these conversations, it never stopped everyone’s enjoyment.

On the fourth morning, Nian Shutong received an email from Shu Zhuo.

The email said that Text Mover could hold a book signing event.

A book signing event means revealing one’s face.

Nian Shutong flatly refused, indicating she did not wish to show her face.

On Star Reading’s end, Shu Zhuo stepped back and said they hoped Text Mover could sign one thousand books, which would then be mixed in and sold together.

It would be sort of an event; Text Mover’s fans, besides cursing him, seemed to have no other activities.

In the circle of authors, he truly stood out.

Nian Shutong agreed to this request.

However, she asked Shu Zhuo to send the thousand books to the Transfer Station, rather than directly to Blue Star.

When Shu Zhuo saw this request, he understood one thing.

That was, Text Mover really did not want to expose his address.

Could he be some sort of fugitive?

Probably not...

Shu Zhuo was not very certain but still chose to ship the goods reliably.

That very day, Nian Shutong left Blue Star in her Shadowless vehicle and quickly returned with a thousand books, five hundred copies of Heroic Legend of the Condor and five hundred copies of The Return of the Condor Heroes.

When she returned, she took several pens she had bought and first practiced on some other pieces of paper.

First, the handwriting had to be different from that used at Earth Bar.

Second, she wasn’t sure if she could use a brush pen, as she wasn’t adept at regular script calligraphy.

But fortunately, understanding one principle led to understanding them all; after practicing for a while, her penmanship became just about passable.

It was perfect for differentiating from her brush pen writing.

The question was, what to write?

Nian Shutong’s gaze drifted out the window as the voices of children reading echoed.

Humans are born with innate goodness.

Maybe write the Three Character Classic? It was not out of the question.

Nian Shutong did some calculations. The Three Character Classic had one thousand one hundred and forty-five characters.

She had a thousand books, considering five hundred books as one unit, equating to about two characters per book.

But she wanted to write sentences, with at least six characters per sentence in one book, which meant there would be repeats.

In that case, she would write another piece.

The Thousand Character Classic was also perfectly suitable, with one thousand characters throughout the text. Each book containing four characters could cover two hundred and fifty books, which was exactly half the amount.

Another set of the Three Character Classic would cover roughly one hundred and ninety books, meaning that there would still be sixty books without unique content.

In the end, Nian Shutong simply took out another book, the Tao Te Ching.

The two sets of books had different contents, one set with the Three Character Classic, Thousand Character Classic, and a few thrown-in ancient poems.

The other set was entirely the Tao Te Ching, as it had five thousand one hundred and sixty-two characters, more than enough.

After making her decision, Nian Shutong began to write.

The first book read "Humans are born with innate goodness," and below it, she signed Text Mover’s name.

Text Mover’s name, she wrote using the slender gold script style.

Slender gold script, lively, powerful, with characters graceful and elegant, truly distinctive.

That day, Nian Shutong spent it writing.

Had she not been a cultivator, she felt she would not have been able to persist.

But Nian Shutong was alone, continuously writing; after every sentence, she also wrote a tiny number below it.

1, 56, 89...

When people bought the books, they might not understand at first, but once the news spread on Star Network, everyone would gradually come to understand.

Humans have a desire to explore, and Nian Shutong believed there would definitely be people who would piece these verses together to form a complete work.

This process was Nian Shutong’s way of promoting herself.