Chapter 2

As early as five years ago, Zhao Yan had a similarly vivid dream. In the dream, he was a young man practicing boxing in a small room, monotonously. Although no one told him the name of the boxing technique, he knew it was the Bajiquan.

After the dream, he not only remembered every move and every technique but also knew the name of each one. At the end of the dream, he received a phone call, and a woman on the other end called him Lu Yang.

Five years ago, after waking up from that dream, Zhao Yan did not pay much attention to why the woman on the phone called him Lu Yang. Instead, he curiously tried to practice the boxing technique.

As a result, practicing became a habit. Over the five years, he had become extremely proficient in the boxing technique. In the past five years, he and Fan Long had lost fewer and fewer fights. In the last two years, they had never lost. Last year, he and Fan Long fought six small-time thugs, and he took down five of them alone.

Learning such a powerful boxing technique in a dream, Zhao Yan sometimes found it unbelievable. He had only heard that in the Sui and Tang dynasties, the chaotic demon king Cheng Yaojin learned his three moves in a dream.

He never thought he, Zhao Yan, would have such an opportunity.

It was precisely because of that dream five years ago that when he woke up from a dream early this morning, he eagerly got up and turned on his computer to write down the beginning of the book he had seen in the dream, *Yuan Yue Wan Dao*.

Although it was his first time writing a novel, he wrote it very smoothly.

While writing, Zhao Yan found that he remembered every paragraph of the book he had seen in the dream. Just like the dream five years ago, he remembered everything clearly after waking up.

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"Not bad! Zhao Yan! I didn't expect you to write it so well! Haha! Keep writing today! Finish it and show it to me again! Haha!"

A few minutes later, Fan Long, who sat next to him, finished reading what Zhao Yan had written in the early morning. He handed the phone back to Zhao Yan, looked at him with a smile, and praised him.

But it was just a few words of praise.

He was not amazed.

Just not bad? Just well-written?

Fan Long's evaluation made Zhao Yan a bit disappointed and unwilling. He then said to Fan Long, "Wait! Wait until you read the later parts, and you'll see Brother Yan's talent!"

Yes!

Zhao Yan regarded the experience in the dream as his talent, thinking that the book he saw in the dream was an inspiration from his own mind.

"Haha! I'll wait! But seriously, Zhao Yan! The beginning is really well-written! It has a martial arts flavor! The best part is the naked female protagonist who appears at the beginning!"

Fan Long said with a smile.

If it were the 21st century, any fan of Gu Long would have sprayed him in the face for such an evaluation of *Yuan Yue Wan Dao*. This work, especially the first ten chapters, was written by Gu Long himself! In Fan Long's mouth, it was just a bit martial arts-flavored.

"Hey! Zhao Yan! Fan Long! What are you two talking about? What naked female protagonist?"

Fan Long's words were overheard by Ji Yichun, who sat behind Zhao Yan. The phrase "naked female protagonist" immediately caught his attention. His eyes lit up, and he leaned over to Zhao Yan's ear and asked with interest.

Fan Long's eyes twinkled, and he couldn't hide his smile. He winked at Ji Yichun and said, "Didn't the teacher say yesterday that Zhao Yan could never become the second Long Yin? Zhao Yan wrote a novel last night, and the female protagonist in the first chapter is naked!"

"Really?"

"Where is it? Zhao Yan! Show it to us quickly!"

This time, not only Ji Yichun but also Lou Wenhao, who sat next to him, was interested. The latter said to Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan, Fan Long, Ji Yichun, and Lou Wenhao all had poor academic performance. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. These four were always the closest friends and usually did everything together.

Zhao Yan, being the most agile and full of ideas, and also the best fighter, was the leader of the four. His dream of becoming a writer was known to Fan Long, Ji Yichun, and Lou Wenhao. Now, hearing that Zhao Yan had really written a novel and that the female protagonist in the first chapter was naked, Ji Yichun and Lou Wenhao were immediately interested.

Zhao Yan was just 17 years old, an age when he loved to show off. Seeing his two best friends so eager to read his novel, he naturally wouldn't hide it. He considerately brought up *Yuan Yue Wan Dao* on his phone and handed it to them.

Ji Yichun and Lou Wenhao immediately reached out to grab it, but Ji Yichun was faster and snatched Zhao Yan's phone, eagerly reading it.

By the way, the total population of the Great Ming was not large, with only about 400 million people. Educational resources were not scarce, and each of them had a single desk.

Lou Wenhao was the most refined-looking among the four, with fair skin, a slender build, and a pair of delicate silver-rimmed glasses. Although he didn't win the grab, he was not disappointed and didn't continue to fight. He only muttered, "Damn! Hurry up! Finish and let me read it!"

The girl sitting in front of Zhao Yan was Huo Qin Qin.

Zhao Yan and his friends, being very tall, sat in the last two rows. Huo Qin Qin, being a girl, could sit in the third-to-last row, which meant she was also very tall.

At the same age of 17, she was already 1.7 meters tall.

She was not the prettiest girl in the class, but she had the best figure. Although her chest was only a handful, her long legs and beautiful buttocks were top-notch, completely overshadowing her less ample chest. Of course, only adult men could appreciate her best figure, and young men like Zhao Yan and Fan Long didn't understand.

Therefore, although Huo Qin Qin had the best figure, she had little presence in the eyes of the boys.

Her slightly ordinary oval face, not very lustrous long hair, not very ample chest, and somewhat reserved personality made her blend in with the other girls.

She heard the enthusiastic conversation of the four boys behind her. She had a good impression of Zhao Yan and occasionally spoke to him. Curious, she turned around and looked at Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan was in a good mood. Seeing Huo Qin Qin turn around with curiosity, he teased her, "Xiao Qinqin! If you want to look, just look openly! Don't worry! Brother Yan won't charge you!"

Huo Qin Qin blushed slightly and glanced at him, shyly and curiously asked, "Zhao Yan! Did you really write a novel? Can I read it later?"

Hearing Huo Qin Qin's request, Zhao Yan felt a bit pleased. He blinked his eyes, touched his empty upper pocket, and said to her with a grin, "Sure! If my Xiao Qinqin asks, it's no problem! But, Xiao Qinqin, can you lend me 10 yuan? Brother Yan is a bit short on cash!"

Hearing Zhao Yan ask for money again, Huo Qin Qin glanced at him and reminded him, "Zhao Yan! You still owe me 5 yuan from last week!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Zhao Yan scratched his head, as if just remembering. He thought for a moment and turned to Fan Long on his right, "Fan Long! Do you have 5 yuan? Lend me 5 yuan! Quickly!"

At this age, most boys didn't have much money, and Fan Long was no exception. Although he and Zhao Yan were good friends, he quickly shook his head and refused, "No! I only have 5 yuan! I can't lend it to you!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Give it to me quickly!"

Hearing that Fan Long had exactly 5 yuan, Zhao Yan immediately squeezed over and searched Fan Long's body, coaxing him, "Quickly! I'll return it right away! Don't be so stingy! Look at you, so stingy!"

"Really return it right away?"

Fan Long couldn't resist Zhao Yan's "robbery." The money was taken by Zhao Yan, and he could only hope Zhao Yan would keep his word.

"Sure! I'll return it right away!"

Zhao Yan quickly returned to his seat, showing a smile to Huo Qin Qin, who was looking at him amusingly. He smoothed out the 5 yuan he had taken from Fan Long and handed it to Huo Qin Qin, saying, "Xiao Qinqin! Here! Your money!"

Fan Long rolled his eyes, and Lou Wenhao, who noticed this, was speechless and facepalmed.

Huo Qin Qin smiled and hesitantly took the money, turned around, and put the 5 yuan in her bag. Just then, she felt Zhao Yan pat her shoulder and heard him shamelessly say, "Xiao Qinqin! Look! I've already returned the money I borrowed from you last time. Can you lend me 10 yuan now?"

"Ha..."

The girl sitting to Huo Qin Qin's left was drinking water. She had seen the whole exchange. Hearing Zhao Yan's shameless words, she spat out a mouthful of water, which splashed in the aisle, drawing the attention of several classmates. These classmates also glanced at Huo Qin Qin and Zhao Yan with suspicion.

Because the girl's gaze landed on the two of them after she laughed.

Huo Qin Qin was a low-key girl. With so many eyes on her, her face immediately turned red. Her expression was strange, as Zhao Yan's behavior was too bizarre and his face too thick.

Fan Long, sitting to Zhao Yan's right, was stunned.

Under normal circumstances, any other girl would definitely refuse Zhao Yan's shameless request. But strangely, Huo Qin Qin hesitated for a moment and then really took out 10 yuan and handed it to Zhao Yan.

"Damn!"

Seeing this, Fan Long finally couldn't help but curse.

Huo Qin Qin's fair face turned even redder. Zhao Yan, under the gaze of several classmates, remained unperturbed, smiling as he took the 10 yuan and thanked her with a smile, "Xiao Qinqin, you're so cute! I love you!"