Chapter 5

**"Fe—Come Out," the general content of this article—**

In the story, a newly discovered hole is first described as being unfathomably deep, later becoming the best place to dispose of urban waste. All kinds of garbage are thrown into the hole, and the city becomes increasingly beautiful. However, strangely, the initial shout made at the hole's mouth (which is "Fe—Come Out," the title of the story) echoes back from the sky, and the first small stone thrown into the hole also falls from the sky. Although the story ends here, it can be foreseen that all the garbage thrown into the hole will eventually fall from the sky.

"According to tradition, each class will select an essay for the school publication, and this time, our Class 10 has chosen Su Shichen's essay."

"Classmate Tang Lingyu, don't be discouraged. Your essay is also very impressive, and your writing skills are strong. Try harder next time." Tang Lingyu looked at Su Shichen with some ill will. Previously, the position for the school publication in Class 10 had always been dominated by her, and she had been published several times. However, she did not expect that this time, Su Shichen would rise unexpectedly and take the spot.

But Tang Lingyu also knew that Su Shichen's short story was indeed more brilliant than hers. Not only in terms of writing style, but also in terms of originality. She had written a letter to the world, which was a good idea, but Su Shichen had written a short science fiction story that linked science fiction with environmental protection, surpassing her in creativity. The afternoon Chinese class was for self-study, and it was the last class of the day. Many students used this class to finish their homework so they could play after school.

Forty minutes passed in a flash, and soon the class was over.

"Xiao Si, you really have a face. You used to struggle to write 600 words, but this time you wrote a 3,000-word short story. Getting published in the school magazine is almost certain now," Ma Jun said.

"What's so good about being published in the school magazine?" Su Shichen countered.

"Of course, it's good," Ma Jun said matter-of-factly.

"What's so good about it?"

"How should I know what's good about it, but it's good. Otherwise, why would all the teachers and students want to be published in the school magazine?"

"Why? I'll tell you why. The school magazine is published by our school, once a month. Although it's also sold outside, do you think people outside would buy it instead of buying works by famous writers?"

"No," Ma Jun shook his head.

"Right. So, the readers of the school magazine are mainly our students or their parents. Think about it, if your article is published in the school magazine, wouldn't you buy a few copies to keep or give to your close friends to show off?"

"Of course."

"Exactly. If parents know their child's article is published in the school magazine, it's a matter of pride, and they would definitely buy a few copies to show off to their neighbors. Do you disagree, Ma Jun?"

"No."

"Good. Now, let's summarize. What is the school magazine? It's a publication that prints our work and then sells it back to us. That's the school magazine," Su Shichen concluded.

Ma Jun's mouth opened wide. Su Shichen's words completely颠覆ed his impression of the school magazine. In his eyes, being published in the school magazine should be a very glorious thing, but the way Su Shichen described it, it sounded like being cheated.

"Why do so many people still want to be published in the school magazine?" Ma Jun asked.

"The reason is simple: to become famous. Even if it means being cheated, it's worth it. It's like Zhou Yu beating Huang Gai—both are willing."

"Let's not talk about that," Ma Jun said with a bright smile. "Xiao Si, let's go to Fat Boss's place to play today?"

Fat Boss is a nickname among students for the game room, named after the fat owner.

"No, I have something to do." "Something to do? Xiao Si, what are you up to? You've been writing and drawing in the classroom even during break time. Don't you find it boring?"

"Boring, of course, but time doesn't wait for anyone. My time is limited..."

"Ah! Xiao Si, your time is limited. You don't have some terminal illness, do you? Is it cancer or AIDS? Xiao Si, you can't leave me." Ma Jun exaggeratedly shouted, almost hugging Su Shichen's leg and wailing.

"Get lost," Su Shichen said with a mix of curiosity and annoyance. As the two were fooling around, Tang Lingyu walked up to Su Shichen, and their movements froze as if paused.

"Su Xiao Si, I lost to you this time, but I won't lose next time." Without waiting for Su Shichen to respond, Tang Lingyu turned and left.

"Hehe, I'm going to Fat Boss's place to play. Xiao Si, take care. If Little Fish has her eye on you, you're in for it." Ma Jun left.

Originally, he planned to go home with the class monitor, Li Dongfang, but Li Dongfang seemed to be avoiding Su Shichen and left as soon as school was over. With no choice, Su Shichen left alone.

He took out his phone and called Wang Ni, the editor-in-chief of Deyun Publishing House. "Hello, who is this?" Wang Ni's voice was very different from before. Previously, it was cold but kind, but now it was strong and lazy, like a cat's paw.

"Is this Aunt Wang? It's Su Shichen. My parents have already signed the contract. I don't know if Aunt Wang is still at the publishing house. If you are, I'll come up to find you."

"Aunt Wang has some things to do today and left the publishing house early. Where are you now, Xiao Chen?"

"I'm at the school gate, Experimental Junior High School."

"Oh, then listen to Aunt Wang. Take the 225 bus to the Jin De Garden stop. I'll wait for you at the entrance."

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Wang."

He got on the bus. It was rush hour, so the bus was very crowded. Su Shichen waited for a bus, but there were no seats and it was very crowded.

When he got off, Su Shichen saw Wang Ni. Today, Wang Ni wasn't wearing her usual black business attire but a tight pair of jeans that showed off her long legs, and a cotton long-sleeve shirt with a bear pattern that was stretched out. Su Shichen couldn't help but think, "Great capacity!"

"Xiao Chen, over here." Wang Ni waved.

Wang Ni in casual clothes lost her coldness and had a different charm. Her hair was naturally let down, making her look less efficient and more gentle.

Indeed, "great capacity!" Su Shichen couldn't help but look at the bear pattern a few more times.

"Aunt Wang, I brought the contract. It's in my backpack."

"No rush, let's go to Aunt Wang's place first."

"Aunt Wang lives in Jin De Garden?"

"Um-hum." Su Shichen originally thought Wang Ni had something to do here, but didn't expect she lived here.

So, Su Shichen followed Wang Ni to her home.

Fourth floor, a one-bedroom apartment, elegantly decorated. The most eye-catching thing was the large wine rack opposite the door, filled with various red wines.

"Aunt Wang, do you particularly like purple?"

"Um-hum, Aunt Wang does like purple. My favorite flower is the violet, so my home and office are mainly purple." Wang Ni said while taking a can of Sprite from the fridge for Su Shichen and a bottle of red wine for herself, pouring it into a wine glass.

"I once read a book on psychology that said people's favorite colors are related to their personality, and this field is called color psychology."

"Oh, tell me more." Wang Ni crossed her legs and gently swirled the wine glass in her hand.

"Red is the color of fire, bright and eye-catching. People who prefer red are lively, passionate, bold, and outgoing, but they also have obvious flaws, such as being easily emotional and impulsive."

"Those who prefer green are calm, strict, serious, and methodical, but they can also be too cautious and conservative."

"Yellow, like red, is a bright color, but it's not as glaring. People who prefer yellow are optimistic, generous, and sociable, but they can also be too trusting."

"Speaking of yellow, we can't forget blue. Blue is the color of the sky and the sea, both vast. People who prefer blue are broad-minded and forgiving, but they can also be too conventional and lack creativity."

"Black and white are opposite cases. White is simple and clear, people who like white are expressive, sociable, and clean, but they can also be too clean. Black is reserved, people who like black keep things to themselves, prefer solitude, and want their own space."

After talking for a while, his mouth was a bit dry, so he took a sip of Sprite. He looked up and saw that Wang Ni had a trace of red wine on her lips, which, under the dim light, looked particularly inviting.

"Xiao Chen, why are you staring at Aunt Wang's face? Is there something on it?"

"Ah, no." If it were a regular 14-year-old boy, he would have blushed, but Su Shichen, with the mind of a 30-year-old, still blushed when asked by Wang Ni.

"No, there's nothing."

"Do you want to drink?" Wang Ni held up her wine glass.

Before Su Shichen could answer, Wang Ni said with a slight lilt in her voice, "Even if you want to drink, I won't let you. Kids should drink Sprite." She then tilted her head back and finished the wine in one gulp.

"Xiao Chen, you haven't told me what the personality of someone who likes purple is."

"Purple is similar to black but has more color and mystery. People who prefer purple keep their emotions hidden and their thoughts to themselves, making them hard to read. They are elegant and mysterious, often perceived as cold and proud, and very good at suppressing their emotions, but this can also be a flaw, as they suppress their interests and feelings, even swallowing their pain without showing it."

"Do you think Aunt Wang is the type who swallows her pain without showing it?" Wang Ni leaned forward, her face just a finger's width away from Su Shichen's.

This was a life-threatening moment, Su Shichen thought. Aunt Wang must be drunk; otherwise, she wouldn't make such a move, which was completely opposite to her usual cold demeanor.

He didn't know where to look. Below, Wang Ni's chest was exposed, and it was clearly a temptation. Above, her eyes, like water-filled peaches, made it hard to avoid eye contact.

Whether to look up or down, Su Shichen struggled and finally made a difficult decision: down.

His eyes went down, and he was immediately transfixed by the deep, white expanse of her cleavage.

"Uh..." Wang Ni suddenly burped, the wine scent filling Su Shichen's nose. Her body swayed, and her nose bumped into Su Shichen's.

"Aunt Wang, be careful." As Wang Ni leaned forward, Su Shichen reached out to support her waist, and her full chest naturally pressed against his wrist.

This was Su Shichen's first intimate contact with the beautiful editor, Wang Ni!

PS: I will revise the previous text to correct typos and inconsistencies in Wang Ni's character. It's indeed challenging to portray characters well as a new writer. I should be able to update by 12 PM today and again around 6 PM. I'm at an internet cafe, so please bear with me.

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