Study System: I'm a 38-Year-Old Student-Chapter 218 - 157: Money Is Meant to Be Spent! (Alliance Leader "Cucumber Nougat" Extra Update ①)
Shen Qiushan tilted his head, looking at Zhu Wenxuan with a bewildered expression.
He didn’t expect to be singled out and criticized by Professor Zhu in his first university class.
For a moment, all the classmates’ eyes fell on Shen Qiushan.
Among the freshmen at Sanjiang University this year, Shen Qiushan was undoubtedly the most well-known, with every move attracting attention!
And now Zhu Wenxuan’s sudden outburst was quite unexpected for everyone.
Playing with your phone secretly in class is just business as usual in college. Teachers usually turn a blind eye and are too lazy to bother with it!
After all, university and high school are completely different systems, and in college, few teachers worry about your grades.
Whether you learn or not is your own business!
So Zhu Wenxuan’s reaction at the moment is actually somewhat abnormal.
Especially since Zhu Wenxuan himself is an associate professor in the Chinese department, and the status of the university Chinese course in the School of Electronic Information, which is a science and engineering institution, is not very high.
He comes to teach more like going through the motions.
And yet he’s taking this first class so "seriously"!
What Shen Qiushan and the students don’t know is that Zhu Wenxuan, the associate professor from the Chinese department, also publishes novels online in his spare time.
However, his success has been poor, earning only tens of thousands of yuan over several years.
Zhu Wenxuan concluded that readers have low appreciation levels, unable to connect with him, an associate professor from the Chinese department, in thought!
For this reason, upon seeing the news about Shen Qiushan earning ten million in royalties from a lousy romance novel, Zhu Wenxuan naturally felt extremely unbalanced!
And very unconvinced!
He seriously read Shen Qiushan’s novel and agreed with Wang Zhixin and others.
Sleazy!
Distorted worldview!
Attention-seeking!
Compared to his own works, which are rich in content and have high ideological depth, there’s a world of difference!
Of course, this is just Professor Zhu’s subjective judgment.
Since the seed of prejudice was already planted in his heart, when Zhu Wenxuan saw Shen Qiushan "slacking off" during class.
His first reaction was that the other party looked down on him, the associate professor in the Chinese department, having earned ten million in royalties from online novels!
So he decided to properly reprimand Shen Qiushan, boasting about earning millions from writing sleazy online novels — what’s there to boast about!
Shen Qiushan didn’t know what Zhu Wenxuan was thinking internally, but emotions don’t lie, and from Zhu Wenxuan’s reaction, he seemed to bear some prejudice or even hostility toward him.
Shen Qiushan wasn’t like the eighteen or nineteen-year-old kids sitting in the classroom, easily intimidated by the teacher.
Having lived almost 40 years, he’s an old hand who’s seen it all.
Especially since he used to work in service industries like catering, taxi driving, and food delivery.
Always dealing with all sorts of people; he can still tell good intentions from bad.
The attitude of Zhu Wenxuan obviously isn’t right.
Therefore, Shen Qiushan naturally wouldn’t let him have his way.
He first apologized with an open expression: "Teacher Zhu, I’m really sorry, I shouldn’t have taken my phone out during class."
"However, there is indeed a special circumstance today."
"The publisher informed me that my work won the Nebula Award."
"The school also notified me that reporters are coming for interviews..."
Shen Qiushan’s tone was calm, neither humble nor arrogant.
However, the message he delivered was tremendously shocking!
As an associate professor in the Chinese department, Zhu Wenxuan of course knows the weight of the Nebula Award.
He first paused, then was somewhat shocked and incredulously asked, "Are you sure it’s the Nebula Award??"
"Yes, that’s the information I received!"
Shen Qiushan nodded seriously.
And upon hearing their conversation.
The classroom erupted in a commotion.
"What’s the Nebula Award? Is it really prestigious?"
"Super prestigious! It’s a world-class sci-fi novel award!"
"World-class? Isn’t that just like the top literary award that Teacher Zhu mentioned earlier?"
"But Old Shen’s book can’t be considered a sci-fi novel, can it?"
"..."
The crowd discussed animatedly.
After a moment of silence, Zhu Wenxuan forcefully clapped the lecturer’s desk: "Everyone shut up!"
"Quiet!"
Once the classroom quieted down, Zhu Wenxuan once again looked at Shen Qiushan, maintaining a stern expression: "Are you sure you won the Nebula Award?"
"If this is true, you won’t need to attend my classes in the future!"
"Not only will I not mark you absent, but I’ll give you full marks at the end of the semester!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Qiushan immediately laughed: "Then thank you, Teacher Zhu."
"Don’t you understand the premise of my words??"
Zhu Wenxuan’s mouth twitched, feeling somewhat speechless.
That’s the Nebula Award!
To his knowledge, no one in the country has received it!
So he simply doesn’t believe what Shen Qiushan said.
The Nebula Award isn’t something you just take so easily!
Moreover, you’re just a network writer who writes sleazy online novels.
Do you truly consider yourself an author?
And just at this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door.
Due to the sweltering summer season, the classroom door was wide open.
A graceful figure appeared at the doorway, seemingly standing there unknown until now.
The boys in class immediately craned their necks...
"It’s Secretary Lin!"
"That figure and appearance are just stunning!"
"Truly the top beauty of our university!"
"It’s a pity Secretary Lin doesn’t teach classes; otherwise, every class would be full!"
Zhu Wenxuan looked at Lin Xiamo with a puzzled expression: "Secretary Lin, anything you need?"
"Professor Zhu, I’m here for Shen Qiushan."
Lin Xiamo directly stated the purpose of her visit.
"Looking for Shen Qiushan?"
"Is there something that absolutely needs to take up class time?"
Zhu Wenxuan instinctively frowned. Due to the recent unpleasantness, he didn’t want to make an exception.
"It’s because a journalist from CCTV wants to interview him."
"Principal Zhao is currently entertaining the journalist."
Lin Xiamo didn’t know what happened in the classroom, she just truthfully explained the situation.
"What?"
"A journalist from CCTV??"
Zhu Wenxuan was stunned.
As an associate professor in the Department of Chinese, he had also been interviewed, but mostly by local stations or low-circulation magazines and newspapers.
Being interviewed by a CCTV journalist definitely means having done something earth-shattering!
"Shen Qiushan’s work ’Three-Body Civilization’ won the Nebula Award!"
"He became the first writer in our country to win the Nebula Award, so that’s why CCTV wants to interview him."
Lin Xiamo further explained.
"This..."
"It’s actually true!"
Zhu Wenxuan was completely dumbfounded. If he remembered correctly, he had just criticized Shen Qiushan a few minutes ago, mentioning international top literary awards!
Yet the result was a slap in the face!
Shen Qiushan had indeed won an international top literary award!
"Teacher Zhu, it’s really not good to let the CCTV journalist wait for a class."
At this time, Lin Xiamo politely said.
"Hmm, it’s indeed not great!"
Zhu Wenxuan awkwardly nodded, then once again looked at Shen Qiushan, and with a gloomy gesture, said, "You can go."
"Alright, thank you, Teacher Zhu!"
"See you next semester then!"
Shen Qiushan chuckled, holding his materials and confidently walked out of the classroom.
Hearing the words "see you next semester," Zhu Wenxuan’s mouth twitched violently again.
What he said earlier was just out of anger because he was sure Shen Qiushan could never win the Nebula Award!
But it turned out to be prophetic!
The classroom was abuzz.
"Damn, Old Shen is amazing! He actually won the Nebula Award!"
"Really? It feels like a dream!"
"The CCTV journalist came, so it must be true!"
"Sigh, better get an autograph. It might appreciate in value in the future!"
Shanghai Young Master Bao Beibei rubbed his chubby cheeks and whispered to Feng Sicong beside him, "Ah Cong, my future father-in-law is astonishingly strong!"
Feng Sicong rolled his eyes at him, "Shen Yanran doesn’t even look at you, let alone future father-in-law!"
"Better give up on that thought!"
Bao Beibei shook his head, "What do you know, that’s because Yanran hasn’t discovered my good qualities yet!"
In the hallway.
Shen Qiushan mused while walking, "The CCTV journalist came way too fast!"
"I just found out about the award, and they’re already here!"
Lin Xiamo explained, "The Nebula Award was announced at dawn today. But usually, this award has nothing to do with domestic writers, so the attention is very low."
"We get the news with some delay, but CCTV probably knew right away!"
"Moreover, they have a resident journalist in Sanjiang Province, so it’s very convenient for them to come and interview."
Shen Qiushan nodded slightly, muttering, "I wonder if there’s any prize money for the Nebula Award?"
"It’s a foreign award, so the prize money should be provided by them. It wouldn’t hurt to collect it!"
"There is prize money!"
"It’s supposed to be 100,000 US dollars!"
"The Nebula Award committee should contact you later."
Lin Xiamo had already checked immediately; the Nebula Award prize money is indeed substantial.
Hearing about the 100,000 US dollar prize, Shen Qiushan was naturally excited. This means more "laundered money"!
Millions in film rights.
Hundreds of thousands of dollars in prize money.
Just the visible amount is heading towards 20 million.
Comfortable!
Shen Qiushan decided to find some time to look at houses and secure a mansion.
Money in the bank is just a cold string of numbers.
Turning it into tangible assets reflects its value!
So having money means spending it, of course!
"Are you free this weekend?"
Shen Qiushan looked at Lin Xiamo beside him.
"Do you need something?"
Lin Xiamo didn’t respond directly, but asked back.
"Thinking of buying a house."
"If you’re free, come with me and give me some advice!"
Shen Qiushan said with a smile.
"Looking at houses?"
Lin Xiamo glanced at Shen Qiushan, and she couldn’t help but think of their experience of sleeping on the same bed last night.
First, the birthday surprise in the trunk.
Then gifting a valuable watch worth nearly a million.
And now taking her to look at houses?
This man hasn’t said anything directly, but his intentions seem increasingly clear...
