Tencent Literature, mobile QQ client, here is the largest station, with a lot of good-looking online novels. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Among these novels, "My Stewardess Next Door", which was later renamed "The Strongest Super Student", is only a medium-level novel, because a small number of readers are willing to subscribe to the book to catch up, so that the book can continue to be written.

And the author of this book, Wutonghuo, is also a more diligent author, constantly updated every day, and sometimes intermittently burst up. Then, this is useless, and the energy and time spent on the novel made the author Wutonghuo a little unable to support it, and even wanted to give up writing this novel for a while.

In a certain low-rent house in the capital, Wutonghuo, who has had a literary dream since he was a child, has always insisted on his dream and kept writing, giving up the opportunity of a high-paying job, just to write a work of his ideals, a work that is liked and recognized by everyone.

Wu Zeqing, who is 27 years old this year, with the pen name Wutong Huo, has been living by writing novels on the Internet since graduating from university. He gave up the opportunity for a high-paying job just to pursue a literary dream.

When he got up early in the morning, Wu Zeqing was about to turn on the computer and start preparing the outline of today's writing, when he heard the phone ringing, it was his mother calling.

"It's my mother's phone call again, and it's definitely not to urge me to find a job quickly, or to urge me to go home and get married. To pick it up or not to take it?" Wu Zeqing sighed, since she graduated from Qingbei University, she has been renting a house outside, insisting on supporting herself without any support from her family, she firmly believes that she can definitely support herself by writing.

The phone rang for a long time, Wu Zeqing hesitated, and finally answered the phone, and said lazily: "Mom! What's wrong? Call me early in the morning." ”

"Zeqing, Mom will ask you again one last time, when are you going to move back home? You don't work, it's just that, burying your head in writing nonsense all day long, staying at home, how do you get a boyfriend? Hurry up and come back to me, I have already arranged a few blind dates for you here. Wu's mother was obviously annoyed by this disobedient daughter, and thought that if she sent her daughter to a prestigious university like Qingbei University, she would definitely find a good job and then have a good home after she came out.

But who would have thought that as soon as Wu Zeqing graduated from university, he told them that he would write novels full-time and continue his literary dream. This made her parents very incomprehensible and did not support her at all, and even because of this incident, Wu's mother threatened to cut off the mother-daughter relationship with her. Wu Zeqing also ran away from home in a fit of anger, rented a house outside for several years, completely cut off contact with his family, and relied on his meager income from writing to support his life.

It wasn't until this year that the family relaxed the conditions, wanting Wu Zeqing to hurry home and get married on a blind date, after all, she is getting older and older, and if she waits any longer, she will really be an older leftover girl.

"I don't want a blind date, Mom! How many times have I told you, my novels are my boyfriend and my husband. I don't want to get married, what's so good about those stinky men. Moreover, even if I want to get married, I won't go on a blind date. Why can't I have a boyfriend at home? Now that the Internet is so developed, and I have so many readers, maybe ...... I'm just dating one of my readers?"

Wu Zeqing deliberately prevaricated his mother and said righteously. Because she didn't want her mother to know her current difficulties, and she didn't want to listen to her big truths and verbosity.

"You can believe that kind of virtual things on the Internet? Stinky girl, you are twenty-seven years old this year, do you know? You graduated from Qingbei University, you want to look good, you want to have a face, my mother really doesn't know what she did in her previous life, and gave birth to a daughter like you who is different from people. It's been a few years now, has what you written been effective? Have you won the Lu Xun Prize for Literature? Or have you won the Nobel Prize for Literature?"

Wu Zeqing, who was still pretending to be strong, was touched by her mother's sharp questioning, and she was speechless, so she could only hang up the phone silently.

"Zeqing! Zeqing...... Are you talking, stinky girl, hang up my phone again!" Wu's mother said angrily.

Wu Zeqing, who was on the other end of the phone, fell into deep thought and introspection.

"Is it really wrong for me to insist on writing like this? Why can't I get the rewards I deserve for my hard work? Do those readers really like to read the stories I write? Do they cry or laugh for the feelings and stories of my characters?"

Looking at the few subscriptions and rewards in the author's background, Wu Zeqing clenched his fists, his eyes were sour, and he wanted to cry but couldn't. After three years of persistence and uninterrupted creation every day, her inspiration is endless, but her passion for creation has been polished little by little by the cold results.

Perhaps, I really have no literary talent! Perhaps, all the readers I can see are just boring and reading my books in their spare time. Perhaps, I should have listened to my parents from the beginning, found a good job, and found a good family to marry. Why do you have such unrealistic dreams, and what kind of stories do you write?"

Laughing at himself in the writer's backstage, Wu Zeqing shook his head and sighed, "Perhaps, it's time to wake up now!"

Just when Wu Zeqing was about to give up writing this exhausted novel, and was about to go home to live the life of a white-collar worker or ******** wife like her classmates, she suddenly saw that there were readers on her work page rewarding book coins.

"Huh, some readers got up early in the morning to read the book and gave me a reward?"

At the beginning, the reward I saw was just a few hundred book coins, which is a very normal reward. Wu Zeqing smiled when she saw the username, called "Crazy", she was very familiar with this username, she was a very loyal fan, and even she added the QQ of this "Crazy" to chat a few words, knowing that he was a senior in high school.

"I'm sorry, madman, I'm sorry for you loyal readers. Wu Zeqing shook her head, feeling infinitely guilty in her heart, she was struggling.

At this moment, the amount of reward on the work page suddenly changed, and a reward of 100,000 book coins fell hard.

"Oh my God! 100,000 book coins, equivalent to 1,000 yuan, should be 1,000 yuan, right?" Wu Zeqing was stunned, because she saw that the reader who rewarded was still this "crazy man".

(ps:I've hesitated for a long time today.,Do you want to write this long-planned more 'spoof' but very important plot!In the end, I decided to write myself in!Haha! It's quite interesting to read.,Beautiful writer Wutong Huo,May I ask everyone.,Do you like me?I know,You all love me!WeChat plus friends have received hundreds of 'I love Wutong Fire'.。 ）