After deciding to write a novel, over the next few days Lin Zichen kept thinking about the beginning.

For the background, he could directly use reality.

As for the plot, he would stitch together various novels he had read in his previous life, adding in some of his daily interactions with Shen Qinghan.

The only thing worth considering was how to design the heroine’s character?

For now, he planned for her to be a genius girl.

But what about her personality? He couldn’t just directly copy Shen Qinghan, right? A genius wouldn’t be this timid.

Lin Zichen spent an entire week thinking about just the heroine’s character.

Finally, late one quiet night, he nailed down the personalities of the male and female leads.

Male lead: handsome, weak in strength, but sly, cunning, shameless, lecherous and always taking advantage of his childhood sweetheart heroine.

Female lead: genius, tsundere, righteous in values, a bit stubborn, cold on the surface but secretly yearning for the male lead’s affection.

Storyline: The male lead is weak at first, relying on the heroine’s protection to survive and grow, eventually surpassing her in strength and turning to protect her. During this, their relationship develops and they finally become lovers.

A very cliché story, one that many readers are tired of.

But the good thing was, it was easy to write. The plot required no thought. He could just sit in front of the computer and bang away at the keyboard.

After deciding the characters, Lin Zichen immediately began typing the opening.

After three hours, he had written 6000 words, uploaded them to the site and went to bed.

* * *

The next day, after waking up.

Lin Zichen opened his Writer Assistant and found a contract message from the website.

Over breakfast, he told his parents.

Both were stunned. Signed on his first try? Was this a joke?

After a moment, they both praised Lin Zichen for having a gift for writing, saying he had the potential of a great author. After all, he was the son of two writers.

“Great writer, write well. When your book has more chapters, I’ll recommend it to my reader groups.”

“I’ll help promote it too. I know lots of author friends, I’ll get them to recommend your book.”

Zhang Wanxin and Lin Yansheng both spoke with smiles on their faces.

* * *

A few days later, on a Saturday afternoon.

Lin Zichen and Shen Qinghan were doing interval running on the road to train their speed and endurance.

Afterwards, as they rested on a bench, Shen Qinghan asked curiously, “Xiao Chen, I heard Aunt Wanxin say you wrote a novel about the two of us, is that true?”

“Yes, it’s true.”

“Xiao Chen, I want to read it…”

“Go ahead, the title is ‘Childhood Sweetheart: The Pretty Boy Behind the Goddess’, published on Qidian Chinese Network. Just search it up.”

Lin Zichen wasn’t embarrassed, directly telling her the title.

Shen Qinghan blinked at the name.

What kind of title was that?

So strange!

But… she really wanted to read it!

She quickly searched it on her phone while Lin Zichen massaged her muscles, her face flushing red as she read.

The heroine was named Lin Zihan, a genius girl described as beautiful and domineering, always with a cold expression.

Compared to her own timid self, Shen Qinghan felt awkward.

She stopped reading after a while, not because she disliked it, but because she was too embarrassed to read while Lin Zichen was right next to her.

She decided to sneakily read more at night.

* * *

After about twenty minutes of massage, the two jogged home.

Not long after, Shen Qinghan suddenly stopped, crossing her legs, desperate for the bathroom.

There was no toilet nearby, making her panic.

Seeing this, Lin Zichen said, “Don’t just stand there, go behind that tree. I’ll keep watch.”

“That’s so uncivilized…”

Shen Qinghan squirmed, too embarrassed.

But she couldn’t hold it, “Fine, keep watch for me.”

She ran behind the tree while Lin Zichen stood guard.

Three minutes later, she returned, face flushed red as a peach.

Lin Zichen acted as if nothing had happened, jogging home with her.

He was used to this by now, having seen Shen Qinghan caught short many times since they were babies.

* * *

That evening.

After showering, eating and studying, Shen Qinghan hid under her blanket, secretly reading Lin Zichen’s novel, giggling.

* * *

In his room, Lin Zichen was scrolling the news on his phone after exercising and showering.

Suddenly, with his sharp senses, he faintly heard Shen Qinghan giggling in the next room.

He wondered briefly, then ignored it.

Scrolling again, his eyes widened as he saw a local news story about a Giant Aberrant Rat attacking a beast meat cold storage.

He quickly read it. The storage had been attacked just two hours ago by a massive Giant Aberrant Rat.

Luckily, the facility had a cyborg guard. Though bitten in half, the cyborg activated its backup hidden energy and self-destructed, killing the rat.

Even without its lower body, the cyborg still fought on and killed the enemy.

Such was the power of technology.

Lin Zichen frowned, wondering how many Giant Aberrant Rats were in Shanhai City and where such huge creatures could hide without being discovered.