[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-from-stealing-the-role-in-1995-huayu":3,"chapter-starting-from-stealing-the-role-in-1995-huayu-starting-from-stealing-the-role-in-1995-huayu-chapter-39":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting from Stealing the Role in 1995 Huayu",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2321028,4540,"Chapter 39","starting-from-stealing-the-role-in-1995-huayu-chapter-39",39,"\u003Cp>The azure sky is clear, autumn deepens; purple mountains and rivers are draped in tender clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the evening, after getting off the vehicle, Jiang Qinqin hurriedly told Wu Yuchen to let go of her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Yuchen smiled faintly—this little girl had already hugged and kissed him, yet now she was suddenly shy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Yuchen feigned annoyance: “Why let go?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Qinqin’s face flushed red: “What if Sha Sha and the others see? I’ll never be able to show my face again!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d just been badmouthing Wu Yuchen in the dorm, and now here she was, dating him—what if they found out she’d already gone all the way: holding hands, hugging, kissing? They’d laugh themselves to death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Yuchen could guess her thoughts well enough—it was just the thin skin of student life, unable to bear gossip from peers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Yuchen now recalled: the duck boat truly was a perfect place. Once gliding to the lake’s center, it became a private world of just two, cut off from the world, making people bolder than usual—no wonder couples loved going there!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh right, today he also owed Huang Lei a big favor—without that bump, how would he have gotten this chance to accelerate things so dramatically?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, Wu Yuchen refused to let go of Jiang Qinqin’s hand: “No, unless you kiss me again~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Qinqin blushed at the request—this wasn’t their private duck boat anymore, but near the school gate. Yet seeing Wu Yuchen’s stubborn, almost cheeky expression, she felt a sweet warmth inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After glancing around and seeing no passing students, Jiang Qinqin tiptoed and quickly pecked his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Wu Yuchen grin and release her hand. “Let me walk you back to the dorm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Qinqin nodded, no longer refusing—walking her back was fine, as long as no one saw their affectionate gestures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After entering the dorm building, Jiang Qinqin kept thinking about everything that had happened today, her lips curled in a smile, utterly lost in the sweetness of love.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she stepped inside, all the girls turned to stare at her at once; Chen Shasha even blocked the door, the atmosphere like an imperial tribunal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiang Qinqin, come clean!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Qinqin glanced at them, feigned calm, walked to her bed, and set down her bag. “What am I supposed to confess?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where did you go?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who with?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What did you do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of them spoke at once, staring at Jiang Qinqin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Qinqin felt a twinge of guilt and looked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nowhere special. Just had dinner with an old friend, then wandered a park and chatted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Shasha snorted. “Still lying? We all saw from the window—Wu Yuchen walked you back!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We just happened to meet on campus, nothing happened. Stop guessing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Shasha clearly didn’t believe her excuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Left early in the morning, came back nearly dark—you’ve been cozy with him all day, and you still dare say nothing happened?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I told you, I met a female friend. Believe it or not!” Jiang Qinqin’s tone was firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Yin Qiaoqiao, standing by the window, suddenly spoke: “Hey hey, come look—Wu Yuchen’s still down there, waving and smiling at me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Qinqin’s heart leapt—she thought Wu Yuchen hadn’t left yet—and rushed to the window, leaning out to look. After a moment, she saw no trace of him. She realized she’d been tricked. Turning around, she found her roommates laughing uproariously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Qiaoqiao smirked teasingly: “Look how flustered you got just now—still saying there’s nothing between you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“W-what does that prove? I was just worried he might need something!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Qinqin stuck her neck out, stubborn as a dead duck, refusing to admit anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Qiaoqiao wasn’t fazed. She smiled sweetly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, you say there’s nothing between you. I think Wu Yuchen’s pretty great—good-looking, talented. Tomorrow I’ll ask him out for dinner, see how things go~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Qinqin’s heart jolted—she blurted out: “No!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Qiaoqiao feigned surprise:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why not? He doesn’t have a girlfriend, and you’re not with him—how does that affect you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Qinqin knew Yin Qiaoqiao was probably teasing her—but what if she actually did it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Living under the same roof, she’d seen firsthand how skilled Yin Qiaoqiao was with men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I… it’s just not allowed!” Jiang Qinqin stamped her foot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Qiaoqiao stepped forward with a giggle: “Then tell me—were you with him all day today?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Jiang Qinqin couldn’t deny it anymore. She bit her lip, blushing, and silently nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dorm erupted in cheers. The girls surrounded Jiang Qinqin, bombarding her with questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Jiang Qinqin was being interrogated, Wu Yuchen hummed a tune as he returned to his dorm. Seeing it wasn’t fully dark yet, he picked up a notebook from his desk and headed out again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he arrived home, it was already past seven. His father, Wu Jianping, was watching the News Broadcast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? Back this late? Did you eat?” Zhou Shuping, having just finished washing dishes, stepped out of the kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom, I ate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Yuchen walked straight to his father’s side and handed him the notebook: “Dad, take a look.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jianping understood immediately. He turned off the TV and followed his son into the small study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Yuchen had spent half a month, stealing spare moments, drafting the detailed outline of “Bright Sword.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jianping flipped through the notebook. It contained not only the detailed plot progression but also character personalities and visual descriptions—so vivid he could instantly picture each figure in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d only heard a rough summary last time. Now, seeing this detailed outline, he had no doubt whatsoever that “Bright Sword” was compelling and could succeed as a full-length novel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jianping had to admit—he’d seriously underestimated his own son. This “Bright Sword” he’d created was truly excellent!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dad, how long do you think it’ll take you to finish?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing his son’s question, Wu Jianping paused to think, then replied:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By year-end. Your war scenes are a bit vague—I’ll need to research historical records to flesh them out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Yuchen nodded. Year-end meant about two months—completing a 300,000-word novel wasn’t slow at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew his father’s nature: he’d pore over countless sources, prepare thoroughly, then begin writing—and after finishing, he’d polish and refine it endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Yuchen asked again: “Dad, when do you think this novel will be published?”\u003C\u002Fp>",1054,"2026-06-20T16:09:29.273Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d8c798b7afe655d819b49c133c1e64fcc0c23e7e94337719fc8e28443083e56d","starting-from-stealing-the-role-in-1995-huayu-chapter-40","starting-from-stealing-the-role-in-1995-huayu-chapter-38",335,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-from-stealing-the-role-in-1995-huayu-cover.jpg"]