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However, her father kept talking about it later, saying that if she went to a cram school, she would definitely do better.

In fact, this was all uncertain,

If she didn't really want to save the tuition fee to buy a good violin for her sister..,

She might not be as hardworking in her studies.

Everyone knew that the effect of attending a cram school in country H was far greater than that of attending classes in school,

Han Min-ki knew this, so he used a stick to force Han Ruila to go,

And Han Ruila also knew this, so she tried her best to learn.

To be able to successfully get into a good university..,

Han Ruila was already very satisfied.

If it was said that so many years of writing experience had shaped her,

Then Han Ruila would definitely have to say patience.

In order to write, she would specially download typing software to train her hand speed,

During the conception stage, she would collect a lot of information,

Then, she would carefully analyze the outline of the story,

She could sit in front of the computer from morning to night,

Even if she was reading and watching movies, she was silently learning the change of scene, plot foreshadowing, and other people's language skills.

Of course..,

She was willing to persevere because she liked to write, but she could not persevere in writing just by liking.

Han Ruila was not a learning maniac who "Learning Makes Me Happy",

But in order to achieve her goal..,

She could put in a hundred or even two hundred points of effort.

On weekends, before Han Ruilin woke up, she would go out with her books,

She waited until Han Ruilin fell asleep before she came back quietly.

When she woke up and found that there was no one in the room, Han Ruilin thought that she had never come back at all. However, her family told her that Han Ruila had actually gone out again before she woke up.

This was the first time she had seen such a situation,

Han Ruilin was stunned!

Not to mention her..,

Even Han Min-ki and Hong Se-jeong found it unbelievable.

At first, they were surprised by this child's obsession with her phone,

But they thought that Han Ruila would only be hot-headed for a day or two,

They didn't expect her to really persevere!

Han Ruilin didn't believe that her sister could endure studying for so long,

She felt that she must have secretly slept in in the study room!

Therefore, she secretly followed him to take a look.

But after watching her for two to three hours, she saw her sister sitting there with her head buried in her books.

Even his posture rarely changed.

After watching for a while, she felt sleepy and slept soundly in the study room. When she returned home, she told her parents that her sister was really studying there.

In fact, Han Min-ki and the others really believed that Han Ruila was determined to work hard, because she even glanced at the words while eating. That serious look was definitely not something that could be faked.

Han Min-ki was touched by his daughter's hard work. He asked his wife to make something delicious for his daughter and told her not to be impatient with her studies. She had to strike a balance between work and rest.

She then turned around and lectured Han Ruilin, saying that she only knew how to play every day and didn't learn from her elder sister.

Hong Se-jeong did not know why he was so excited. No matter how hard he worked, he was still working on his phone. Did he really think that his daughter was so smart?

However, their daughter was willing to work hard, and as parents, they felt very comfortable in their hearts.

Hong Se-jeong still advised her daughter not to work so hard. The quality of sleep was very important for people her age.

In fact, Han Ruila did not want to work so hard, but she had graduated from junior high many years ago. What she had learned had long been returned to her teacher.

She was not the tenth or third place in the school, but the first place in the school!

If she did not work hard, wouldn't the matter of the phone be ruined?

Without a phone, how could she write web novels?

Therefore, Han Ruila could only sigh and bury her head in the pile of exercise books and test papers, hoping for a miracle to happen.

Perhaps the high-intensity study caused her to be a little obsessed. Han Ruila dreamed that she fell asleep in the study room. Then, she woke up and continued reading, but after a while, she woke up from the dream and found that she had fallen asleep in the study room again.

In this way, she kept waking up and continued reading. She did not know how many times she repeated it, but at a certain moment, she finally understood her situation.

She was lying in her room and had a high fever in the middle of the night.

It was Rui Lin who called her parents. She knew that they were taking her temperature and putting fever patches on her.

In a daze, she even got up to take medicine once. After lying down, she heard her father telling her to rest well and that he would buy a phone for her.

Han Ruila could not help but feel warm in her heart, but she did not give up on the idea of getting first place in the exam.

There was a saying, "Without destruction, there can be no construction." Han Ruila put in so much effort, and she actually got first place miraculously!

Her family and the surrounding neighbors were very happy for her, but Han Ruila was very calm.

No matter what, she had experienced the college entrance examination, and it was not difficult for her to understand the knowledge of junior high school.

However, it was not easy to get first place. She was really reading even in her dreams. Perhaps the heavens were a little moved by her effort.

In any case, the promised phone was finally in her hands.

Han Ruila did not choose an expensive one. The cheap knockoff phone did not cost much, so Han Min-ki did not feel the pinch at all when he spent the money.

Han Ruila thought very simply. She only needed the ability to store words and open web pages.

After getting the phone, she could not wait to start writing. There was a notebook in the phone, and she did not even need to use the software. She just used the notebook.

For her first novel, Han Ruila decided to create a big IP.

She had already thought of the content of the story, and now she was writing without stopping.

Only God knew how long she had to endure the feeling of unstoppable inspiration when she was working on the outline for this moment.

She had not touched the keyboard for a long time, and now she was trembling with excitement. She was really hopeless.

Time always passed very quickly when immersed in the world of online literature. Han Ruila only wrote for an hour, and after an hour, she obediently took the initiative to hand over the phone.

This was the promise she made with her grandmother. At most, she would play with it for an hour every day.

Now that the smartphone had so many functions, her family was naturally afraid that she would be addicted to it.

Actually … the knockoff phone's memory was pitifully small. What could it be used for?

After handing over the phone, Han Ruila hammered the floor in her room.

The feeling of being forced to stop writing while having a high time was too painful!

She felt that she could still write for an afternoon!

In the previous hour, she felt that she had already written enough words for a chapter.

After dealing with smartphones for so many years in her previous life, even if she used her feet to type, her speed would not be slow.

Han Ruila was quite satisfied with the progress of saving a chapter a day.

She planned to save 20 to 30 chapters before publishing it on the website she registered in her previous life. She would still use the original pen name — Her Complexion Is As White As Snow.

When she came up with the name, she did not think too much. After all, who knew that she would continue writing?

But when she remembered that she was born in a snowy day, she thought of a pen name related to snow.

He went online to check and found this in the mess of notifications.

Sunset was a small white flower that bloomed in the evening. Her Complexion Is As White As Snow meant that the color of the sunset flower was as white as snow.

Han Ruila felt that this name was not bad, so she used it.

Although she regretted it later, after using it for so many years, she had long developed feelings for it.

Speaking of this name, she could not help but think of her previous life. A large part of the reason why she and her ex-boyfriend got together was because of a novel she wrote.

When they first met, her ex-boyfriend told her that he was a fanatic of that novel.

At first, he only read the manga adaptation of the novel. Later, because the manga was too slow, he was anxious to know the follow-up, so he read the novel. In the end, he became her fan.

Han Ruila would usually be very stiff when meeting someone for the first time, but the other party did not seem to feel anything at all. The natural affinity that he exuded made Han Ruila feel that it was very magical.

Since then, the two of them started to contact each other frequently. She did not know when they started to have feelings for each other.

If she had to list the reasons why she could not give up that pen name, he would definitely be one of them.

When they met for the first time, he walked behind her and asked tentatively, "Excuse me … are you the author of Her Complexion Is As White As Snow?"

The voice that fell into her ears was warm and gentle. It was like a cello, with a strange attraction. She was pulled to turn her head. In an instant, she met the person's eyes that were as bright as gemstones. She could not help but be stunned.

It was only for a moment, but she felt like she was destined to be in a trance.

*

It was always inconvenient to use a phone to write, and the first problem was losing manuscripts.

After all, a counterfeit phone was cheap. Although it was passable when she first got it, all kinds of small problems arose after using it for a long time.

For example, the phone would lag, not be able to open, not have enough memory, and the buttons would not work properly. The time it took for the page to load was enough for Han Ruila to type another one or two hundred words. This made her, who was used to using high-end electronic products, extremely exhausted.

The most painful thing was that the manuscripts that she had worked so hard to save might all be lost when she left.

She was so angry that she wanted to roll on the ground every time!

In the past, Han Ruila did not have to worry about losing manuscripts because she had the support of powerful coding software.

However, after a few "bloody lessons", she learned her lesson. Every ten seconds, she would save her manuscripts.

Because the speed was much slower, Han Ruila only managed to save her manuscripts after a month.

Then, on this day, she completed all the registration procedures with a devout attitude like a Christian worshiper. She registered the pen name "Her Complexion Is As White As Snow" on a literature website.

According to the procedures that she had long been familiar with in her previous life, Han Ruila directly applied to publish a new novel. After filling in the title, category, copywriting, and other relevant information, she published three chapters of manuscripts in a row.

After doing all this, her heart settled down as if she had completed an important task.

What followed was a long wait.