After saying a few words to Zhang Huiping, the class bell rang.
Huang Yifan didn't say anything more and prepared to attend his first class since transmigrating to this world.
The first period was math, taught by Lin Jinfen, the homeroom teacher of Class 2, Third Year.
As for mathematical knowledge, even after changing worlds, there didn't seem to be much difference.
Huang Yifan listened while flipping through the math textbook, and he could solve basically every problem.
After realizing this, Huang Yifan felt a bit bored.
Eventually, being truly bored, he took out other textbooks to read.
For example, Chinese.
Chinese was one of the most difficult languages in the world.
Even studying it for a lifetime wouldn't be enough.
Although third-year middle school Chinese wasn't particularly difficult, because much of the cultural knowledge differed greatly from Earth, Huang Yifan found it fascinating to read.
Just as he was reading attentively, his deskmate passed him a note.
"Why are you reading a Chinese book during math class? Pay attention!!!"
The handwriting was neat and delicate, perfectly matching Zhang Huiping's personality.
Huang Yifan put the note away, picked up his pen, and wrote a few words on it.
"Thanks for your concern, I have my own study plan."
After writing, Huang Yifan passed the note back to Zhang Huiping. She carefully glanced at it, and it seemed like she wanted to write something else, but in the end, she didn't.
She could only let out a helpless sigh when she looked at Huang Yifan again.
The day's classes passed just like that.
After the evening self-study ended, Huang Yifan returned home and immediately turned on the computer.
He wanted to check the performance of his new book.
40 favorites.
After two days, the favorites for How a Bad Guy Is Made had grown from the original ten to forty.
At the same time, people had started leaving comments in the review section.
However, they mostly looked like generic comments, just a simple "keep it up," without much else.
Aside from that, there were also a few advertisement posts from other newbie authors.
Huang Yifan was quite pleased with this data.
Without a contract and without any recommendations, gaining 30 favorites in one day was already a pretty good result.
It seemed that newbie novels didn't lack a market after all.
Although most novels on Lingdian Chinese Web were written in a more rigorous, literary style with better prose, at any time, people still liked reading something lighter and more satisfying. Even if How a Bad Guy Is Made couldn't become hugely popular, it could still attract readers.
Thinking about this, Huang Yifan continued typing.
Perhaps because he had greater expectations for the future, this time he felt his typing speed increase significantly again.
Sure enough, in just one hour, Huang Yifan's typing record broke ten thousand words.
This was an extremely terrifying number, if not the fastest, then already among the very top.
He split the finished content into three chapters, uploaded two, and saved one as a draft.
The purpose of saving drafts was for emergencies; if one day he didn't have time to write, he could post the saved chapter instead.
21:40.
20 minutes left until 22:00.
With a bit of time remaining, Huang Yifan decided to browse Feilong.
[A Newbie Author's Secret Guide.]
[Huanyue Book City Takes the Lead, Pulling Ahead of Lingdian and Lianheng.]
[Congratulations to Wuhen! New Book Breaks Ten Alliance Leaders in One Day, Giving Away Wealth.]
Feilong was as lively as ever, with endless topics every day.
While browsing, a particular thread suddenly caught Huang Yifan's attention.
[Discovered an unparalleled divine book! This really opened my eyes. This book is going to blow up, blow up, blow up, blow up, blow up…]
The title was very eye-catching, and Huang Yifan clicked on it directly.
Friends, I consider myself well-read, having seen all kinds of novels. But today, when I decided to browse Lingdian, an unparalleled divine book appeared before my eyes. Yes, that's right! An unparalleled divine book. This book is simply explosive. Just looking at the title alone completely blinded me.
"How a Bad Guy Is Made."
Don't think this is strange; the book's title really is How a Bad Guy Is Made.
My god, I never imagined that a novel's title could be this dog-blooded.
Nor did I ever imagine that such a garbage title could actually be used as a book name.
And this is just the beginning.
Although the title How a Bad Guy Is Made is extremely dog-blooded and completely meaningless, at least it's somewhat eye-catching.
Some people who are bored out of their minds and like to look for new books might actually click on it when they see this title.
Alright, should I admit that the thread starter was also attracted by this damn stupid title?
The key issue is the main text.
After reading the main text, only four words appeared in my mind: thunder strikes everywhere.
Damn it, what kind of novel is this?
The writing is so plain it's like something written by an elementary school student. May I ask, can this level of writing even be used to write a novel?
No! Saying it's like an elementary school student's writing is an insult to elementary school students. Even elementary students write better than this.
I've been reading books for decades, and I've never seen a novel with prose worse than this one.
I really don't understand how much confidence this author must have had to dare to post this novel online.
And this is only talking about the writing.
As for the plot, it's even more shocking to the point of numbness.
The protagonist of this novel is a weak, bookish student. After being bullied once by some street punks, he vows never to be bullied again. From that point on, his personality changes instantly, from weak to cruel and combative. The most unbelievable part is that he only gets into a single fight, and the people he beats up immediately think he's awesome and worship him as their boss.
What the hell! Could this be any more brain-dead?
In short, this novel completely disgusted me.
This isn't a novel at all; it's clearly just this guy indulging in too many daytime fantasies and masturbating his imagination for no reason.
After the thread was posted, replies quickly flooded in.
2nd floor: Damn it, I was thunderstruck by this book, too.
3rd floor: Thunder rolling, thunder rolling everywhere.
4th floor: Is this author really an elementary school student?
5th floor: I always thought my writing wasn't good, but after seeing this novel, I suddenly feel that my writing is damn good.
6th floor: I wonder what expression the Lingdian editors would have after seeing this novel.
7th floor: No need to wonder, rejected! This kind of novel can't possibly be signed. No, novels like this shouldn't even exist.
8th floor: Exactly, completely agree with the original poster. This isn't a novel at all; it's just a self-insert fantasy.
9th floor: Truly an unparalleled divine book, an unparalleled divine book.
10th floor: I can't take it anymore! Read three chapters and died of poisoning. Save me!
11th floor: Save what? I already died of poisoning long ago. Since I'm dead, I can only float around as a soul.
12th floor: This novel has completely overturned my understanding of what a novel is.
300th floor: I consider my poison resistance pretty high, but I still died from poisoning. Asking others to come test the poison, too.
345th floor:...
After reading the entire thread, Huang Yifan couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time.
I thought it was some kind of unparalleled divine book and came in to learn something, but it turned out to be people scolding me.
As for such a flashy title, anyone with eyes could tell it was sarcasm.
Are these people really so bored after eating their fill that instead of studying popular novels, they come here to mock others?
Does doing this prove that their novels are better, or that they themselves are more talented?
However, Huang Yifan didn't really care about the thread posted by that original poster.
If they didn't acknowledge it, then so be it. They were just a group of self-pitying authors. In any case, Huang Yifan's book wasn't written for them.
As long as readers liked it, that was enough.
Moreover, Huang Yifan knew that in his previous life, newbie novels had always been heavily criticized, but facts spoke louder than words. No matter how many authors looked down on newbie novels, what people liked to read most were still newbie novels.
Wasn't How a Bad Guy Is Made also ridiculed and cursed by countless people in his previous life?
Yet this seemingly extremely newbie novel went on to create a legend in underworld fiction.
It was even adapted into a television series.
Forget it, no need to reply to them. Better to wash up and sleep.
After transmigrating for these past few days, Huang Yifan didn't know why, but he had become extremely calm and composed.
Perhaps his horizons had broadened, or perhaps he already had his own ambitions firmly set.
Or perhaps it was the confidence born of being well-prepared, with a mind full of knowledge, that made him unafraid of any criticism or doubt from the outside world.
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