It's midnight, and I've been sitting in front of the computer for a day because of Carvin.

Just now, I ordered a takeout.

The takeaway taste is OK, and the takeaway guy is also very enthusiastic, seeing that I was writing a cardin, he pointed me out a few words, and immediately I thought of the plot.

I asked him, "You're so good, why don't you write?"

The takeaway guy smiled, showing a look of memory, he lit a cigarette and talked about the past.

"I wrote it before I delivered the food. I've been on the street for a year, I've run out of money, I'm in debt, my girlfriend has broken up, and my dad has to cut off my father-son relationship. ”

"And then?" I asked.

"Later, I took the book eunuch and went to deliver takeaways. The money has also been repaid, the down payment on the house has also been saved, and I went home for the New Year on a blind date with a girl, and I am ready to get married this year. When the takeaway brother said this, his face was filled with a happy smile.

"Brother. He patted me on the shoulder and said, "Judging by your subscription results, it's not enough to pay for this takeout, right?"

Me: "......"

"Hey, I know how you feel, I've experienced it, and now I can still search for my book at the starting point. The takeaway brother sighed and said, "Forget it, I'll invite you to this takeaway." I advise you to cut it off as soon as possible. ”

"Your book, the proportion of favorites and subscriptions is so low, even if you write another two million, not many people will read it. And according to the recommendation rules of the website, there will be no recommendation for such a garbage result. ”

"Don't look at how many people support you, in fact, when you write on the Internet, the fewer people you scold, the more you pounce, and the more cool your essay, the better your grades. ”

Me: "...... But I still want to persevere. ”

"Stick to a fart?" the takeaway brother scolded me ruthlessly, "You eat takeout today, what about tomorrow, what about the day after tomorrow?" I can't write a meal money all day long, if I were you, I wouldn't have the face to write again!"

"Well, I'll leave a call. For the sake of your peers in the past, if you don't have anything to eat, come to me, charter you an electric car, and follow me to deliver food and make a fortune!

"Listen to my brother's advice, my brother is from here!"

"But ......"

"But a fart!" the takeaway guy saw that I was obsessed, reached over and smashed my computer.

"Hit the street, I told you to stop writing!" he shouted, leaving a business card in his hand, "Come to me tomorrow, the computer money will be deducted from your salary!"

……

I was the author said to deliver food, I smashed his computer, and I sent it on my behalf. His grades were too poor, he couldn't afford to eat a green pepper shredded pork rice for a day's manuscript fee, and cut it off, everyone don't blame him, blame me if you want to blame, and he also said thank you for your support.

By the way, this one who hit the street said that he had saved enough money for the computer and wanted to open a new book, he was really obsessed, and when you saw it, remember to inform me, I have to wake him up!