On the evening of the 29th, it was almost early morning and Wu Xiaotian had not returned home.

The graduation schedule has been released. I will get my graduation certificate on July 1st and I will have to leave school and go my separate ways.

Tonight, it was their class dinner, and it was the last meal before graduation, commonly known as the parting rice.

The students were more excited than ever. Faced with the upcoming farewell, many female students couldn't help crying, and the male students' eyes were also red.

"Xiaotian, I want to discuss something with you?"

Zhou Feng burped, grabbed Wu Xiaotian's clothes, and said drunk.

Wu Xiaotian didn't drink much tonight, and he didn't pour it into his mouth like them. Although he was a little dizzy, he was still awake.

Seeing Zhou Feng about to fall, he quickly supported him and said, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Feng looked at Wu Xiaotian and was quiet for a while. After a while, he put on a sentence: "You, wait first, I forgot what I want to say, wait for me to think about it for a while."

Wu Xiaotian saw that Zhou Feng was almost drunk and had already wandered around the sky. He said with a lot of laughter and cry: "Okay, you think about it for a while, but now I didn't expect it. It's okay to go back to sleep later. I'm not in a hurry."

Zhou Feng said disagreeingly: "Why are you not in a hurry? You... don't leave."

Wu Xiaotian said: "Okay, don't leave, don't leave."

Zhou Feng nodded then, then he let go of Wu Xiaotian's hand and ran aside to talk nonsense with other classmates.

After a while, Wu Xiaotian thought Zhou Feng had forgotten it, so Zhou Feng walked over and said, "Xiaotian, I remembered it."

Wu Xiaotian asked: "What did you think of?"

Zhou Feng said dissatisfiedly: "I just wanted to discuss something with you. Have you drunk too much wine? I forgot after a while."

Wu Xiaotian said helplessly: "I...I haven't forgotten, you can tell me."

Zhou Feng said: "We are almost graduated. As the best person in our class, do you want to write a novel to commemorate our college life?"

His words immediately attracted many people in the class, and they all stepped forward and surrounded Wu Xiaotian.

"That's right, Xiaotian, you write poetry and novels, and we're almost graduating. It's too unreasonable to write a college novel. You have to write it."

"Well, I have to write, mainly highlighting the love life in college."

"I'll go, Wang Xiaozi, have you ever been in love? I also made Xiaotian write about the love life in college, and I'm afraid that you will be even more sad by that time."

"Why haven't you ever had a relationship? Is it a secret love considered a love? I can't have a secret love."

"This is OK?"

"Ha ha……"

When Wu Xiaotian heard everyone's words, he said without thinking: "Okay, I'll write a novel!"

The class monitor came over at this time and said, "Xiaotian, you really wrote it. They have drunk too much. Don't forget to think about it. This mainly depends on your creative inspiration. Once your previous works are released, they are all good works. Don't mess it up this time. However, I'm quite looking forward to it. If you really know how to write this university life work."

Wu Xiaotian nodded and made a decision, "I'll write one if I'm settled."

He looked at the classmates in front of him. Although the time he really met might be very short, sometimes, the friendship between classmates cannot be measured by time.

After making a fuss outside for a while, the school security guards came to drive people away.

Wu Xiaotian and a few pretty sober classmates sent all the drunk people back to the dormitory, and then they went back by themselves.

The squad leader asked Wu Xiaotian: "Xiaotian, what are you doing in a hurry?"

Wu Xiaotiandao "Go back to write novels."

The squad leader said in surprise: "Writing a novel? What you just said is that you are about to write, are you creative and inspiring? You are so angry."

Creativity and inspiration? There must be.

In his mind, there were countless novels waiting in line for their release.

Wu Xiaotian said: "This is almost graduated. I want to write at least part of the novel before everyone leaves."

The squad leader looked at Wu Xiaotian’s serious appearance and had to say, “Okay, pay attention to the quality of writing, don’t affect your work because of our drunken words.”

Wu Xiaotian nodded.

When he got home, Wu Xiaotian wrote as soon as he said he could write.

When he got home, he hurriedly finished washing up, turned on the computer and began to prepare for writing.

As for what kind of work to write, when the classmates just asked him to write, he had already searched for a suitable novel in his mind.

Finally, he thought about it again and again, now he already knew it.

This novel is not just written casually. First of all, it must be related to college life.

The so-called university life is actually similar, and it all begins around study, life and love.

Because the cultural industry in this world is extremely developed, there are countless campus novels.

Therefore, if Wu Xiaotian's work wants to attract attention and not create a single style, he must write something different to make readers' eyes shine.

Based on these points, Wu Xiaotian resolutely chose "The Boy Here".

Why did he choose this novel?

This novel is a story set in a familiar college life, and it moved the era to ancient times. The characters appearing are heroes such as Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Duan Yu, and Qiao Feng.

Most of these heroes are characters that appeared in Wu Xiaotian’s previous two novels, "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

"The Boy Here" not only allows martial arts characters to be incorporated into college life, but also perfectly integrates Wu Xiaotian's previous novels.

As for the characters in it, such as Linghu Chong, Lin Pingzhi, Peng Yingyu, etc., Wu Xiaotian has not yet written these novels, and has not appeared in this world, and it is not a big deal. He has already made some comments.

Wu Xiaotian looked at the computer quietly, waiting for the computer to turn on.

After everything was ready, he quickly created a new document, and his hands were ready on the keyboard, and he started to tick it.

"The Boy Here"

First, write the wedge and then the main text.

Chapter 1: Meeting; Section 1: Campus school starts

One foot stepped on the fallen leaves with force, and the speeding figure stopped. The young man looked at the four golden lacquer signs hanging high above his head, and slowly took out a letter.

"It's finally here..." the boy said with relief.

Guo Jing took a breath and seven or eight black shadows rushed up from different angles. Just now, some of them were pedestrians watching the scenery on the street, some were father and daughter walking with babies, and some seemed to be listening to Moda's violin.

"Change or?"

"Do you want a game? Come to our place to watch it, it doesn't matter if you don't buy it."

"Software Game..."

……
Chapter completed!