"Hello, are you Yan Zheng? We decided to publish your novel, hey, hey, are you still there? Yan Xiaozheng listened to the other party's words in a daze, responded to the past for a long time, and began to discuss with the other party. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It turned out that after Yan Geling got married, she began to forward Yan Xiaozheng's novels on Weibo, and many people were attracted by their love story and began to chase after them.

"So many clicks and recommendations" Yan Xiaozheng opened the previous novel and was shocked, he didn't expect to get so many recommendations and clicks, the data is clearly written, the novel he wrote for Yan Geling was on the first place on the list, and there are dense comments below:

Little Rabbit 112138: Chased by Weibo, abusing dogs, bubbling here, in case someone takes a fancy to me, fate is not accurate.

Ten years of flowers: To be honest, the real book sucks, don't beat me and listen to me, I mean that the plot of this book is not the kind of book I like, but I like the story of this book, for a girl, write her story. It reminds me of my old days, when I was seventeen years old, when I caught a cicada, I thought I would catch it all summer, and I also fell in love with a girl, and I thought I could go forever with her. When I was in high school, I was also a literary and artistic youth, and when everyone was busy with the college entrance examination, I was still reading novels and chasing poems and writing my poems, making my literary dreams, and dreaming for my dreams. And she's writing a set of papers, she's a very well-behaved girl, she's always listened to her parents, studied hard, and although her personalities are different, we're still together.

But I'm not as lucky as you, the author, I remember the novel I wrote in high school, it's fantasy, I won't say the title, the heroine in it uses her name, not just this one, all the heroines in my novels in the future use her name, but unfortunately she hasn't read it.

My grades in the college entrance examination were very poor, and I couldn't even go to a junior college, so I went to work, and she was admitted to college, I still remember the day the results came out, she did well in the exam, but she cried very sadly, she kept blaming me, blaming me for not studying hard, blaming me for reading novels all day, but how could I understand her at that time, I said she didn't understand me, and then left her and went to work.

Later, when my job stabilized, I understood that girls are more precocious than boys, so she was still a student at the time, and she had already thought about the later things, and thought of the difficulties we were going to encounter, but unfortunately I didn't understand, and I was still blaming her, my novel didn't hit the street like this one, and I was a little god in your words, but a few days ago, I met her at her wedding.

She got married, married to her college classmates. I think if I hadn't been willful at the beginning, but still cared for her, maybe I would be the one who married her now, I was better than the man she married now, but I didn't have the qualifications to marry her. Now I have a lot of readers, but I heard that she doesn't like to read novels, and when I was in high school, she was the one who carefully copied my novels and helped me get them on the Internet.

Cherish your wife well, and it is something to be proud of to have a lifetime of readers.

Mrs. Alcoholic: After reading the comments above, I also thought of the boy I used to like, who also liked to write novels, but I didn't. Because I don't understand this very well, I would prefer that he learn a good job. So we had a disagreement and broke up. He later fell in love, and his new girlfriend was very nice and supportive to him, and they got married. And I'm still alone, I always use the trumpet to look at his space, I can see that their life is not rich, but they seem to be very happy, that girl is always full of happy smiles, once it rained, I was taking a taxi, I didn't get a call for a long time, so I called someone to pick me up. While waiting, I started looking at the space, and the girl sent a picture of him riding an electric to pick her up in the rain, and then the person who picked me up arrived, and then I don't know why, I cried. If I were given a chance, I would no longer always urge him, I would accompany him, I would always support him, but time could not go back, he would no longer belong to me. From your Weibo, I've always been curious about why that girl can always support him, and after reading your Weibo, I understand, maybe I didn't love him enough at the beginning, and then when I waited for love, I was not qualified.

Three-year-old Fart Taojun: My profession has nothing to do with writing novels, I am engaged in software development, I also have a girlfriend, she is a clerk in the company, she is very beautiful, I don't know what luck I can catch up with her, but I am very inferior, she doesn't know, sometimes she loses her temper and quarrels, she always comforts me very gently, but the more so, the more ashamed I am. Writing novels hit the street is miserable, but our line of work has failed, it will be even worse, the software that has taken years to make, if it fails, there will be nothing, there can be a few years in life, I am so scared, I don't want to delay her, so I want to leave her. Because I can't bring her the sense of security she needs, I have read her Weibo, her personal signature is a lifetime of displacement, I hope someone will treasure me properly, so that I will not suffer, I will not be shocked, and I will not have no branches to rely on. It's a pity that I can't do it, so I've been giving up, but now I want to change, I can't escape, she loves me so much, I can't bring her escape, I have to struggle, it's three days in the middle of the night, I'm still making software, it's very hard, but I'll work hard, just like the author, I also want to confess to her when the software is finished, bless you, bless us, bless all those who love each other and fight for their dreams.

Yan Xiaozheng wrote many types of novels, fantasy, hundreds of thousands of words are the beginning, 500,000 words are the beginning, 1 million words is a development, he wrote 3 million words, and when it ended, there were only 18 people. He also wrote about the supernatural, endured disgust and fear, collected those legends, taboos, and imagined those terrible plots, and when he subscribed, there were only twenty, and the average subscription was only five. He also wrote about the city with the flow, writing plots he didn't like, but he still hit the streets.

And then this one, I didn't think about pursuing grades, I just wrote it for a girl he loved, just to make her happy. As a result, he had a lot of readers, and he was on the hot search list, and finally achieved his dream of publishing that he had always thought about but didn't dare to say.

"Thank you, Yan Geling" Yan Xiaozheng kissed Yan Geling's forehead, he thought they could always love each other, but he didn't expect that in just five years, everything would be different. (To be continued.) )