Ordinary observers in fast time travel

'Yes, sister, they were talking about your book. The little system nodded affirmatively. He is my sister's all-around assistant. "Sister, do you want me to investigate them?" '

The small light groups were quite impressive, pulling out screens of light in Shi Jia's spiritual sea.

Shi Jia looked at him with a dark look on his face, "No, why do you feel like your tone is a bit like the special assistant next to the boss?" '

The eyes of the little ball of light shone, "Sister, am I your special assistant?" '

'Well, still almighty. Shijia nodded and did not continue the topic, "Are many high school students reading my book?" '

'Yes, the audience for my sister's books is from 18 to 50 years old, with a wide age span, with the majority being between 18 and 24 years old. It is especially popular with college students. '

Shi Jia murmured, '18-24 years old, what range are those book friends who donated rewards concentrated in? '

'There are all age groups, but most of them are 23-30 years old. '

'Like This? Shi Jia frowned. She was too happy to think about this problem before. If her readers are ivory tower people who ask their parents for money, but spend their parents' money generously to reward her books...

She really felt a little guilty...

Shi Jia looked at the three girls who were still chattering non-stop. Will it really affect their studies?

With something on his mind, Shi Jia couldn't quite read the book in the afternoon, so he had to throw the book aside and listen to the class, causing the classmates to look at each other frequently and secretly guess whether something happened to the other party.

"Sister Lu? What's wrong with you?" As soon as the bell rang, Lin Chenglin put his head close to Shi Jia.

"What's wrong?" Shi Jia was confused. She turned her head and glanced at him, then silently stretched out her hand and turned her head to the side. The smell of the boy was not good.

"What are you talking about? You actually listened carefully in class." Lin Chenglin consciously pulled his head back and said to him with a look of disbelief.

Shi Jia put away the books and paused, with a trace of shame on his face, "Isn't it what a student should do to listen carefully in class? What's so surprising?"

"Of course! But Sister Lu, have you never been serious before?" Lin Chenglin looked at Shi Jia with an expression that said, "Sister Lu, you are like this!"

"How could I not be serious? If I were not serious, could I answer all the questions?" Shi Jia glanced at him, carried the packed schoolbag to his chest, and drove out of the classroom in a wheelchair.

Lin Chenglin looked at Sister Lu's quickly disappearing back and complained to his deskmate, "Why do I feel that Sister Lu seems to have run away?"

My deskmate rolled his eyes, "I think Mr. Lu wasn't serious enough today. He actually couldn't even read the book."

"Ah?" Lin Chenglin looked at his deskmate in surprise. "how do you know?"

"Observation! This is one of the necessary abilities for a police officer." His deskmate snorted rather arrogantly, packed up his books and left the classroom.

"Hey, wait for me!" Lin Chenglin dropped the water-based pen, took a long step, and left the classroom.

Mo Yun took a deep look at the desk without a chair on the left, pursed his lips, picked up today's homework and left the classroom.His wheelchair was fast, and when he caught up with Shi Jia, the other party hadn't left the school yet.

"Have you... noticed something?"

"Mo Yunshen?" Shi Jia looked sideways at him, "No, I just suddenly felt a little guilty."

"Guilty?" Mo Yun was deeply puzzled, he remembered that this morning, this classmate Lu was still in high spirits.

"Well... it's just that some of the things I do may affect the future of some people." Shi Jia said a little depressed, the problem is that she still has no way to solve it.

After all, she can't control other people's actions.

Besides, even if she doesn't write novels, thousands of people will still write them.When Mo Yunshen heard this, he looked up and down at the girl next to him in surprise. The girl had not put on makeup, but her features were picturesque, and her snow-white skin seemed to be glowing against the background of her black hair.

Even though she had a broken leg, she was not depressed at all. She was full of energy every day, and people couldn't help but get close to her.

"What are you looking at?" Shi Jia frowned, so rude. Don't you know that girls can't just look around?

"I'm just curious, what else can you do to affect other people's futures?" Mo Yunshen realized his offense and quickly looked away, with a slight blush on his face.

This time it was Shi Jia's turn to be embarrassed. Well, it was not like she had never written novels in the past, but this time she wrote medical novels, which were quite professional, so she was inevitably a little embarrassed.

"I write novels online." Shi Jia's voice immediately became much softer.

"Write a novel?" Mo Yunshen was a little surprised. He had been transferred to this school for more than a month. He naturally knew how high Lu Lu was in academic pursuits, but he never expected that she would be related to novels.

Also, he remembered that they were all high school seniors, right?Lu Lu is so busy every day, how can she still have time to write novels?
"Yes, I just wrote it casually. I just wanted to integrate the knowledge I have learned." Shi Jia said with a loud voice, "Who would have thought it would be so popular."

It looked very smug.

"Knowledge? Comprehension?" Mo Yunshen didn't know it anymore.

"Well, wasn't I reading a medical book? I thought that just reading wouldn't help, so I thought about making up a scene to practice. No, it would become a novel."

That's right, just make up a scene, her spiritual power is strong, as long as she wants to change something, she only needs one thought, and her spiritual world will appear.

Mo Yunshen was stunned and looked at Shi Jia with a little awe in his eyes.

"Then how does it affect the future of others?" Isn't it just writing novels, if you want to affect, you also affect yourself.

"Well, I heard a few classmates from other classes talking about my novel today. They are all seniors in high school, so I don't know if it will affect them."

Mo Yunshen suddenly felt that his classmate was not only enthusiastic, but also a little self-righteous.

"Probably not. We are all seniors in high school. No one understands the importance of the college entrance examination."

"Perhaps they are just too tired from reading and reading novels to relieve their mood."

Shi Jia nodded when he heard the words, and looked at him with burning eyes for a second, "Are you a little talkative today?" Well, that gloom is completely gone.

Mo Yunshen was shocked, "Is there any?" He quickly put away the expression on his face, but he couldn't act as gloomy as before.

"Well, yes! But it's good. Life is so long, so of course you have to move forward." Shi Jia raised a smile and said, "Your driver is here, bye!"

Mo Yunshen subconsciously raised his chess player and waved to her, "Goodbye!"

"Master, are you going home now?" The driver walked up to him and asked in a low voice.

"Well, let's go back." Mo Yunshen watched the girl cross the road, then controlled the wheelchair and came to the car.

"Yes!" The driver lifted Mo Yunshen into the back seat.

"Master, Sister Cao is going to make pan-fried tofu, braised eggplant, and boiled lettuce tonight." The driver said while driving.

Mo Yunshen thought of yesterday's video and couldn't help but swallowed.He stretched out his hand, picked up the tablet next to him, and skillfully clicked on the video software. The next second, the sound of "Zira" cooking could be heard in the car.

Soon, the two people in the car seemed to smell a fragrance, and then a "gurgling" sound was heard.