"I know you're bitter, I know you're tired, you're hard. ”

Chen Xi's sentence caused Wu Yan to cry.

Peers are not the enemies of Hongguoguo, but only peers understand the suffering of peers best.

This despair of working hard for a dream but not seeing an end in sight will be encountered by almost every online writer.

It is true that there must be peers who make bad things behind their backs, but more often than not, there are thousands of authors who work silently.

Not everyone will be a god, but as long as the first character is knocked out for the ideal in his heart, he is a cutie who really loves this industry.

The writers of online articles are divided into all walks of life, and the special profession makes people feel very mysterious, but most of them are ordinary people in the crowd, and they have to work hard for life.

"My family didn't support me, thinking that I was wasting my time, because I didn't take my children well to write books..."

"The child will eventually grow up, the days will get better and better, and it will be very hard in front of you, but please don't give up, five meatballs, your writing is very good, keep working hard." ”

Chen Xi's words made Wu Yan stop crying and look at her in surprise.

"You...?"

"I've read your book, it's good, keep writing. ”

Wu Yan didn't expect her to be able to say her pen name, and she instantly stopped her tears, and her mood was complicated.

A little surprised, a little scared, and a little happy...

"I didn't get very good grades..."

"Every online creator is a storyteller, except for a few scum who have mixed in to blind the hydrology and corrupt the industry, the vast majority of authors are serious about telling stories. ”

Wu Yan looked at Chen Xi and listened intently.

"Each story can attract different people, different experiences have different understandings of the story, the more people who listen to the results, the less you listen is the so-called street, sometimes a very well-written work can not sell the president of the account, but this can only prove that the people who listen to the story are different. ”

Some books are super popular, but some people just can't read them.

Some books are niche, but readers chase them every day.

There is no first martial arts in the text, there is no second in the poem, and the same is true for the text.

"It's normal for grades to go up and down, don't put too much pressure on yourself, write stories that you think are fun, keep writing until you are naïve and stop and look at your efforts over the years. ”

"The people around you will constantly change, men may change, children may grow up and leave you, but only your books are truly with you throughout your life, this is what really belongs to you, only to you. ”

After being encouraged by Chen Xi, Wu Yan felt that her confidence had returned, but she inevitably had some thoughts in her heart.

"The recommendation of the book is in the hands of the website, and the more recommended the results, the better, and we newcomers often can't get the recommendation, which is not fair at all. ”

This resentment exists in almost every newcomer's heart, and Chen Xi thought so about it back then.

"A book can become popular, the right time and place are indispensable, of course the recommendation is very important, but there are too many books, and the editor can't notice you immediately. ”

These words went to Wu Yan's heart, "Then how can Master Zu give food?"

"Boil, write, keep writing, so diligent that the editor is embarrassed not to recommend you, so diligent that Master Zu can see you at a glance from tens of millions of online writers, and at that time, your good luck will come. ”

Chen Xi wiped her tears, "So, don't give up." ”

"Although there are difficulties in all walks of life, and so do our online writers, but compared with ordinary professions, what makes us different is that our work is the dream that we dreamed of when we were children, and we think about it when we can't go on..."

Wu Yan was moved to tears by her, waiting for her to say the rich chicken soup.

"Put those who can't hold on, or those who are better than your grades to change careers, then you are a god, remember, the secret is one, work hard, persevere. ”

It's the first time I've heard such a weird point of view, and it's... So makes sense!

"Which line doesn't need luck + strength? If you don't have enough strength, you can exercise your strength, and if you don't have enough luck, you will work hard to make up, as long as you are good enough to work hard enough, there will always be a day when the editor doesn't notice you, provided that you don't give up." ”

You don't give up on your dreams, and your dreams won't fail you.

"Are you also an author of online articles?"

"I'm just like you, we're all on the same page. ”

In this world of creative freedom, everyone is a dreamer, working hard to realize their dreams equally.

Today's newcomer, tomorrow's great god, today's great god, Ming'er is a newcomer if he doesn't write it, what's the difference.

Not far away, Wu Yan's man returned, still carrying a box in his hand.

Wu Yan's child ran over and came back with a cardboard box after a while.

It turned out to be a brand new laptop.

Wu Yan covered her mouth, and Chen Xi waved at her, go ahead.

"I saw that the computer store next door was still open, so I bought it. You're not easy to use and always crash, so smash it. The man handed over the cardboard box and turned his head to the side uncomfortably.

Wu Yan took the brand-new computer and pushed it against the man without force, "You can't smash it if it's broken, and you can sell it for scrap money." ”

The man smiled awkwardly, Wu Yan wanted to introduce Chen Xi's mother and son to him, but when he turned his head, he found that the two of them had already gone away.

"Hey, peers!" Wu Yan called Chen Xi and wanted to thank her, but Chen Xi didn't look back, only raised his hand and waved.

Wu Yan walked to the sand pit and found that there were two big words inside.

Hang on

yes, it's better to persist than to complain.

"When I got home, I wrote an update right away. Wu Yan rekindled her fighting spirit.

"Then I'll coax my son. The man said flatteringly.

Chen Xi led his son back, and Mei Jiu stood on the side of the road waiting for them.

Xi Ye took Dandan's left hand, Mei Jiu held his son's right hand, and Dandan's swing between his parents.

"Mom, that uncle just now looks very useless, he will make women cry, and he doesn't help with housework, he looks like a waste. The adults spoke, and Dandan listened a little.

"Where are so many saints in the earth, and mortals who are in love with each other, each with his own suffering. It's not waste, it's just not good enough. ”

Chen Xi said objectively.

Every family's situation is different, and the perfect marriage is hard to come by, and most people's marriages are about to settle.

"Why doesn't that aunt get divorced and find a better one, such as my father, who can make money, do housework, and kill people?"

Mei Jiugang listened with a smile and frowned at the end.

"Murder is not a good word. "This kid has read too many books, and he has skewered.

But Mei Jiu seriously suspected that her son did it on purpose.

Dandan stuck out his tongue, "That... Bloodthirsty?"

The bloodthirsty father was furious, and dragged his son by the collar to his eyes, and with his long arms stretched out, he was about to throw the balls in the trash.

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