Han Dongmei first heard the words "Clear Spirit Pill," and before she could curiously ask what kind of elixir that was,

she heard the announcement of a new mission.

"Write an article? And it has to be published in the media?"

Han Dongmei was a bit dumbfounded; how did she know how to write any kind of article?

Usually she was too lazy to even study her coursework, so how could she possibly write an article?

And the kind that can get published in newspapers and magazines as a successful piece?

In the past she often heard Heh Yuntian reciting poems and prose; she felt Heh Yuntian was especially classy, like one of those gentle and refined gentlemen from ancient times.

If it were her... tsk tsk... she’d probably rip all her hair out and still not manage to write anything!

"Yes! Write an article and get it successfully published!"

The mechanical voice in her mind said seriously.

Han Dongmei was a bit troubled: "B-but I don’t know how to write an article?"

Writing an article doesn’t look all that hard on the surface.

Back in middle school, she had also written diaries and assigned essays.

But the problem is, this kind of thing requires talent, and even more, writing flair.

Only if you write well can it be published, and Han Dongmei was exactly the type whose writing was just a glorified log of daily events.

Stuff like that was so dull even she found it boring to read; what media outlet would be willing to print it?

"Also, isn’t your system supposed to be about face-slapping scumbags? Why are you making me write articles?"

All of a sudden, Han Dongmei realized this problem and timidly asked it out loud.

Mechanical voice: ...Damn, now you react pretty fast, huh.

However, it wasn’t stumped by her question.

After pausing for a few seconds, it didn’t answer but instead asked, "How do you think Heh Yuntian plans to make money, and then pay back that five hundred yuan debt?"

Han Dongmei froze for a moment.

She suddenly remembered that in the past, Heh Yuntian had once published a tiny tofu-block-sized article in the newspaper and even received five yuan in manuscript fees.

Back then, it was Han Dongmei who had accompanied Heh Yuntian to the post office with the remittance slip to collect the payment.

She only felt that Heh Yuntian was amazing, that he could earn money by casually writing something.

"Manuscript fee? System, you mean, Heh Yuntian plans to write articles to earn manuscript fees, and then pay off the debt?"

As long as something involved Heh Yuntian, Han Dongmei immediately perked up.

Battle intent suddenly flared up in her eyes.

"That’s right! Heh Yuntian is planning to write articles to make money. After all, for him right now, this is the best and also the only way to earn money!"

"And Heh Yuntian himself also has the ability and talent for this!"

The system said slowly in its mechanical voice.

After listening to the system, although Han Dongmei felt a bit unhappy, she had no choice but to admit—

This scumbag Heh Yuntian might fall short in terms of character, but he really was outstanding.

If he wanted to, he could definitely write articles good enough to be published in the newspaper!

Before, just a tofu-block-sized piece had earned him five yuan in manuscript fees; if he wrote a few more, he might get even more.

If he wrote three to five pieces a week, he could earn thirty to forty yuan in manuscript fees alone.

In a month, that would be one to two hundred.

At that rate of earning money, within the three-month deadline they set, Heh Yuntian really might manage to pay off the debt!

How could that be allowed?

Han Dongmei didn’t care about that little bit of money; writing the IOU and all that was just to make things hard for Heh Yuntian, to let him know the price of offending her!

If he could casually scribble a bit and easily pay back five hundred yuan, then wouldn’t all her fussing today have been for nothing?

The more Han Dongmei thought about it, the more unwilling she felt.

Sensing her emotional shift, the system said, "If you want to take revenge on the scumbag and pull off a Reverse face-slap, you have to defeat him in the field he’s best at!"

"He writes articles, you write too! And you have to write better than he does, earn more manuscript fees than he does!"

"...Crush his confidence and pride; only then is it a true face-slapping!"

The mechanical voice of the system was still flat and toneless, yet the words it spoke inexplicably made Han Dongmei feel her blood boiling.

That’s right!

Beat the scumbag in the field he’s best at!

Crush his pride completely...

Just picturing the shocked, envious expression on that scumbag’s face when he heard that she, Han Dongmei, could also get her work published and earn manuscript fees, made her feel a burst of exhilaration.

It’s just that before she could fully enjoy the feeling, she suddenly thought of a problem: "System, I—I really don’t know how to write articles!"

She just couldn’t do it; she was nowhere near as good as Heh Yuntian.

"What are you afraid of? Heh Yuntian has talent and ability, but you have the system!"

"Didn’t this system just reward you a Clear Spirit Pill? It’s an elixir that clears your mind and improves your learning efficiency!"