As a last resort, she found Mei Bai for advice.

Mei Bai was surprised: "You have already published, why don't you tell me?" looked at the website she posted again, and suddenly exclaimed, "Why did you find such a small website, there is no traffic at all, what kind of money do you make?"

Yan Rushun was embarrassed to say that he really lacked confidence.

"Then you can't post this kind of small website, even if the editor recommends it to you, it's useless if there is no traffic. Mei Bai sighed, "Moreover, across the website, I can't help but give you chapter push." ”

For a while, Yan Rushun regretted it a little.

But the contracts are all signed, and there is no way to regret it.

"Forget it, let's just practice a pen and find some experience by the way. Mei Bai comforted, "I'll see how the quality of your article is." ”

At a glance, Mei Baizhi sighed: "Are you writing the president's article?"

"Isn't it?" Yan Rushun was puzzled, "The male protagonist is indeed the president." ”

Mei Bai shook her head: "I didn't mean that. I mean, you didn't get the core point of the president's article. For President Wen, any encounter, any hard work, and any ideal of the hero and heroine are to serve the matter of falling in love. You write all about how the female protagonist works hard for her career, but it has nothing to do with the male protagonist, and the audience is self-congratulatory, basically about to become a workplace article, and the whole thing is nondescript. ”

Yan Rushun burst into tears: holding back 300,000 words for a month, it can be said that every word is blood and tears, and it turned out to be completely wrong.

No wonder none of them have a subscription.

She was suddenly a little discouraged, and muttered, "I really can't get President Wen's point." You say that this person lives in the world, to survive and develop, to support the old and to raise the young, oil, salt, firewood, rice, sauce, vinegar and tea is the main theme, how can you fall in love all the time? It's too unrealistic. ”

"We're writing romance, not non-fiction. ”

Yan Rushun tilted to the side: "Then forget it, it seems that I can't eat this bowl of rice." ”

Mei Bai saw that she had hit her, and turned back to encourage her: "Don't, you must know that every great god comes from the street." You pounced on the first book, when you practice and accumulate experience, as long as you finish writing, it will be a victory - you don't need to write a million words, five or six hundred thousand words. ”

said so, but Yan Rushun was still discouraged, even if he held the manuscript in his hand, he broke it for two days.

The turnaround came on the third day.

For the first time, an ID appeared on the fan list, which is a string of numerical numbers assigned to readers by meaningless websites, which shows that this reader is still lazy and doesn't want to change his name to a pleasing one.

As proof, although there is a subscription, it does not leave a message.

Even so, it's a real subscription!

Yan Rushun rubbed her eyes and looked at it several times, and finally became convinced that it was not her own dazzle, but that someone really spent real money to buy her!

And according to his fan value, this person has booked all her chapters. That is to say, the words she wrote really attracted it, and the things that she worked so hard to write were indeed appreciated and recognized.

Oh yes!

She was so excited that she almost jumped to the ceiling.

In many critical moments, a little small, tangible encouragement can make people feel hugely motivated.

Yan Rushun quietly resumed the update, and also posted a special post explaining the reason for the break.

It doesn't have any feedback, it's silent as if it doesn't exist, but it's always subscribing every day.

Since then, Yan Rushun has continued to refresh the fan list after posting every day.

On the one hand, she wanted to see a new name on the list, and on the other hand, she was afraid that one day, the only reader would stop subscribing, which would be a devastating blow.

As the days passed, no new subscribers appeared on the fan list.

But it didn't abandon the article either, and always subscribed silently.

After a long time, Yan Rushun's mentality slowly calmed down.

Even for the sake of this one reader, she must finish the article well, and she will never be a eunuch!

So, she should go to work every day, code words, post posts, and brush the fan list before going to bed, and when she saw that its fan value had changed, she felt that it was silently saying good night, and she fell asleep calmly.

Maybe it's because of the change in mentality, the code word is also much easier - anyway, it has been out of the framework of the standard president's text, she simply let go of herself and wrote it down according to her own ideas.

Damn, the male protagonist is actually playing ambiguously with the female partner?

It's not that you can't have children without a president these days.

When you earn enough money, you can raise a little husband from scratch. If you want to be high, play sister and brother love!

As a result, the whole article of the president was off the line, the president was swept out of the house, and the male protagonist died sadly.

The amazing thing is that no matter how much she makes it up, it always keeps subscribing and insisting on silence, as if it is silently watching her growth somewhere in the world.

This feeling is full of happiness.

A month later, the full text was concluded.

At the moment of clicking "End Application", an indescribable feeling passed through Yan Rushun's heart, a little satisfied, a little melancholy, a little grateful, and a little regretful.

Anyway, before that, she never thought that she could write 10,000 words a day for two whole months, nor did she think that she could write a full 600,000 words. Even if these 600,000 words are really a piece of soaring, it is a great achievement for her.

"Thank you for always being with me. She left one last post in the comments section of her book friends.

Maybe she is not suitable for writing online articles, but she is very grateful to this only reader, if it weren't for it, she would have given up giving herself an explanation, that would be a complete failure.

She invited Mei Bai to eat hot pot, which was a thank-you banquet.

Mei Bai bared her teeth in surprise: "Are you finished? Damn, so fast!"

She was in a good mood and responded with a smile: "Of course I can't compare with you, but I'm still very satisfied with myself - just like you said, the end is victory!"

"That's it. Mei Bai unceremoniously ordered a few large portions of meat, and asked casually, "How many people have subscribed, and how much is the manuscript fee?"

"One person subscribes. Manuscript fee - 0!" Speaking of this, Yan Rushun was still a little embarrassed after all, "You know, the manuscript fee will be more than 100 before the website will pay." So, I don't get a penny right now. ”

Smack!

Mei Bai's chopsticks fell into the pot, looking at her like that, her jaw was about to fall in: "Just a subscription?"

"yes. Although only one person subscribed, it really gave me a lot of encouragement......" Yan Rushun expressed his gratitude very sincerely.

Mei Bai's face twitched, and she wanted to speak again.

Yan Rushun was puzzled: "Is there any problem?"

"Uh...... You have to be mentally prepared. Mei Bai was very embarrassed and said cautiously, "Actually, in fact, a subscription is generally pirated." ”

“……”

Yan Rushun's mentality collapsed instantly, and she asked angrily: "What is the need for piracy of my street text?

There was a sudden silence in the hot pot restaurant, and all eyes were focused.

Mei Bai hurriedly pulled her sleeve, swayed her arm comfortingly, and whispered: "Don't get excited, don't get excited, you know that in our country, piracy is very normal, and if you want to continue writing, you have to get used to its existence." ”

Yan Rushun cried: "I'm not angry about piracy." ”

"What's that?"

"That's ...... It's just that it feels like the feelings I've been invested in for so long have been profaned, you know?"

"I understand, I understand. Mei Bai sighed a little.

She had been writing for so long that she had forgotten her original intention when she wrote the first line. Yan Rushun's words reminded her of memories: "When I wrote my first book, I was like this, I thought that even if there was no manuscript fee, it would be fine, as long as there was someone who liked to read it, I was willing to write it." At that time, there was more of a feeling for the work, which was completely generated by love, unlike now, where all I pay attention to every day is subscription, once the subscription is not good, it is not a pity to give up immediately. ”

Yan Rushun was surprised: "Didn't you say that you can't be a eunuch?"

"I'm talking about giving up the outline and finishing it quickly - I only think of writing essays as a career now, and every essay is a project, and this project is not profitable, so I immediately stop my losses and start a new project. So you pay attention to those online articles, there are many works that are finished but unfinished, and those must be those that are forced to end with bad data in the later stage. ”

"Forced end?"

Mei Bai immediately flipped the classic unfinished episode to her.

There is a book that is "the author waved a knife from the palace and shouted: I am a eunuch", and the whole text is finished; there is a book that "the male protagonist was shot and killed by the author", and the whole text is finished; and there is also a book that is "my brother cuckolded me, and I want to find the second spring, and it will be over......

Yan Rushun laughed so much that her stomach hurt.

It seems that she is really not the only one, there are more people in the world who are more wonderful than her.

Although his mood finally calmed down, Yan Rushun still decided not to write online articles anymore.

The kind of president who is inexplicably abused and spoiled inexplicably, she really can't write it. Besides, there is also the bed scene that can't be written without writing and can't be understood, which is almost head-blowing.

It doesn't seem to be her cup of tea.

But if she doesn't write online articles, what else can she do? Does she really want to open Taobao to sell something?

couldn't think of a result, Yan Rushun's whole person was a little in good spirits, and when he went back to Yan's house for dinner, he kept yawning.

Yan's mother moved in her heart and asked, "Have you been vaccinated against leprosy?"

"Uh......" Yan Rushun's two eyes rolled vigorously.

Yan's mother was suddenly angry: "How many times have you been told about the vaccine, why don't you take it to heart......?"

Once Mom starts, it's hard to stop, and the sound is tantamount to magic sounds.

Yan Rushun raised his hand and surrendered knowingly: "I'll go, I'll go as soon as I eat." ”

So, as soon as the rice bowl was put down, Xin Weiyang slipped away with her as if she were running away.

When I arrived at the hospital, I registered, paid the money, and was about to get an injection.

Yan's mother's call came again: "That, for the sake of prudence, you use a pregnancy test stick to rule it out before you get an injection." ”

Yan Rushun hung up the phone and rolled her eyes: "Mom's business is a lot." ”

Complaining is complaining, what should be done is still done.

Xin Weiyang helped her buy a pregnancy test, she drank five glasses of water, and held her urine for a long time before going to the toilet.

As her husband, Xin Weiyang waited for his wife while replying to work messages on his mobile phone. Things were a bit of a problem, and he was so engrossed in typing on his phone that he didn't notice that his wife was already silently standing beside him.

After a while, he suddenly noticed that there was someone around him, so he suddenly raised his head and asked, "Are you back?"

Yan Rushun's face was a little nervous, pursed her lips and handed him the test strip of the pregnancy test: "Look at it, is this one bar or two bars?"

He held it up to look at the air, and on the test strip, one bar was very obvious, and the other bar loomed, as if it were absent.

He wasn't sure: "Let's take a look at the doctor." ”

The two went to the doctor, and the doctor took a look at it and directly prescribed a blood test.

Yan Rushun sighed: "I still have to get a needle!"

She has been able to get needles without needles since she was a child, and now she doesn't know if she has children, so she has to get a needle first, which is also speechless.

She bit Xin Weiyang's arm and received this needle, and as a result, she had an extra needle hole on her hand, and Xin Weiyang had more teeth marks on her hand.

The results of the blood test are waited for an hour.

Both of them were a little inexplicably uneasy.

Yan Rushun frowned: "If I am really pregnant, what can I do?"

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