This thing is an emerging industry, and no one dares to pack a ticket, and it is undoubtedly unwise to give up the current relatively stable future for the sake of this unstable future.

And this unwiseness is exactly what Tong Yao and Zheng Jia must choose.

Going to work and going to school are not the same, there are fewer holidays, you have to work overtime, and when the time comes, you have to find time to write, which is not necessarily so easy.

"What about you? What are you going to do? Full-time?"

Zheng Jia asked, Tong Yao shook her head with a wry smile.

"I?, forget it, now this manuscript fee is really enough, I have already hit the street two books, I think it will not be easy to turn over in the future, maybe when I graduate and find a job, I will completely leave the online literature circle. ”

"Go to work, make money, get married, have children?"

"yes, what else?"

"That's ...... Don't you regret it?"

"Regrets?"

Tong Yao was stunned, she didn't understand what Zheng Jia meant, Zheng Jia nodded.

"If everybody's whole life is like this, then what's the point of living? Is it just to repeat the life that others have been repeating?"

"But...... Does it make sense to write a novel?"

"Of course!"

Zheng Jia raised her voice and looked extremely excited.

"For me, writing a novel changed my life with my grandparents, and that's the biggest significance. ”

"But...... If you go to work, you can make money and change your family's life. ”

"That's different. ”

"What's the difference?"

"Because I love writing novels. ”

"Like?"

"yes, doing what I love and making more money than I can do at work, I can't find anything more rewarding. You know, if I write well, just like you, when the book is published, then not only can I make money, but I can also gain fame, I can go back to the village and tell my relatives, I will also be a writer in the future, and I will be a writer who has published books. ”

Zheng Jia's words made Tong Yao unable to refute.

It was so easy to give up three years of hard work and switch to writing novels, to be honest, she didn't have such courage.

Seeing that Tong Yao was still pondering, Zheng Jia spoke again.

"Going to work is just to serve a certain company, to say that it is more limited, it is just to make money for a certain person, writing novels is different, I can write my own thoughts, my own stories, millions of words, I can write whatever I want, when the time comes, everyone can see it, everyone can communicate with me, every time I think of this, I can't help but be excited, Tong Yao, can't you realize this?"

"I ......"

Tong Yao was silent again, to be honest, she only wrote novels because she learned a little superficial experience in writing novels in those weird dreams.

And she just wanted to use these superficial experiences as a plug-in to make money to subsidize her family.

Now that the family's debts have been paid off, she has no motivation.

She doesn't reject online novels, but she can't say that she likes them, of course, this liking means that she can't compare to Zheng Jia's liking.

From Zheng Jia's eyes, she knew that Zheng Jia was afraid that she could not do without online novels in her life, perhaps this is why she can take the initiative to write "Three Mile Bridge in Spring" and "Acacia Tree on a Rainy Day", two divine books disgusting starting Chinese network, why she can take the initiative to pull a large number of authors to build ** stream, why Zheng Jia, who is timid and cowardly when she sees others brushing data, can become so cynical, and she can't do it herself.

Perhaps, this is why Zheng Jia's manuscript fee is getting higher and higher, while her own manuscript fee is getting lower and lower.

Investigate the fundamentals, just because Zheng Jia writes for her hobby, so she is responsible for the quality of her works!

And I just wrote it to make money, opportunistically, and didn't take the work seriously at all.

The results were slow, but unforgettable.

For example, two people who work together, the same position, the same task, but because of the different original intentions, the final outcome is also different.

One may have been promoted to department manager, while the other is still in his original position.

On August 3, after Tong Yao inquired about the manuscript fee, her heart became even more gloomy.

1326 yuan, this is all the manuscript fee last month, and this is still before tax, and after the tax is deducted on the 12th, there will only be about 1200 left at most.

And Zheng Jia, perhaps because of the summer vacation, the manuscript fee continued to soar this month, once again creating a record high, reaching 5,000 yuan!

What is even more proud is that Zheng Jia's "Three Thousand Years with Ghosts" has now become the book with the largest number of words in suspense classification with a height of 2.3 million words.

It has been hanging at the top of the word count list for a long time!!

With grades, there are constant recommendations, and with constant recommendations, her books are even more successful.

The current "Three Thousand Years with Ghosts" is in the top ten of the best-selling list of the suspense category almost every day, and she has a godhead of the suspense category!!

After reading the manuscript fee, Tong Yao took the shuttle bus home in the afternoon.

It's been six months since the Spring Festival, and to be honest, she's still very homesick.

When she got home, she promised to come to the door as soon as possible, and this summer vacation was really a crime for her.

She has been playing with Tong Yao since she was a child, and she has been mixed together every summer vacation, but today she suddenly became a person, and she can't play with the children in the village every day, and she is bored at home and is about to have worms.

Now that Tong Yao has finally returned, the promise is like suddenly learning to speak, and as soon as he enters the kitchen of Tong Yao's house, the chatter has not stopped.

It's been an hour since I came to Tong Yao's house, and I'm sitting in the kitchen, and I'm talking to Tong Yao while pulling the bellows.

"Don't you know, under the temptation of my parents' money, I get up at 5 o'clock in the morning every day, drive our family's three jumpers to send fertilizer to four miles and eight towns, hey, do you know clearly?

Tong Yao giggled.

"Who made you want to earn other people's commissions, if you don't like to do it, don't embarrass yourself, go to Uncle Dezi, don't say ten yuan per bag, it's five yuan, make sure he can cry excitedly." ”

"Alas, that's what I said, who made us like money, by the way, when will we go?"

"The day after tomorrow......"

"It's just right, I'll have dinner arrangements?"

"Oh, you're a twenty-year-old girl......

"What's wrong, what's wrong with the twenty-year-old girl? Don't you still drive three jumpers and sell fertilizer?"

……

At half past ten o'clock in the evening, it was already dark and I couldn't see my five fingers, Tong Yao put on a coat and came out of the house, and as soon as she arrived at the door, she met the promise.

As a result, when he saw what Xu Promise was wearing, he almost sat on the ground in fright, staring at the ghost head mask on Xu Promise's face and grinning and scolding.

"Hey, stealing watermelons and wearing a mask is too much......"