The night was getting deeper and the wind was slightly cold.

While most people were asleep, Ke Qiqi's work had just begun, and she stretched lazily and climbed out of the warm bed.

Don't think crookedly, she is a web editor of squirrel literature, the kind that guides the country without leaving home; Due to her personal habits, she generally chooses to review manuscripts late at night, which, according to her, is the moment when she is most motivated and can best discover those manuscripts with potential.

Fry a few eggs and remove the hot bread and milk from the oven.

Ke Qiqi sat in front of the light brain with a tray, eating supper while browsing her mailbox.

"Hey, it's still this group of old faces, digging pits all day long and not filling them, and they have all become the king of eunuchs, can't they calm down and settle down." Looking at the familiar IDs in the mailbox, Ke Qiqi sighed and slowly flipped through them.

As she expected, these people's manuscripts, although they were all written quite well in the front, were wonderful, and they were stacked.

But as soon as the 20,000 words passed, they all weakened, the sentences were not smooth, the content was boring, the preface did not match the afterword, all kinds of problems came out, the typical change of soup did not change the medicine, and so on, all the energy was spent in the meticulous carving at the beginning, and they all embarked on a crooked road.

After reading the manuscript hastily and selecting a few passable replies, Ke Qiqi clicked on the personal homepage of the Squirrel Literature website, which is the focus of her attention.

After all, these days, those who will choose to post directly on the website, except for a few big hands who have their own fan group publicity, are basically novices who have just entered this industry.

If you have a big hand, you basically have your own master, and she doesn't have any ideas, but in that large number of little white novices, there will occasionally be some "gold".

To be honest, most of the essays written by newcomers, according to Ke Qiqi's standards, are basically unsightly and full of poisons; But there will always be some people who have their own shining points.

Maybe it's the eye-catching creativity, maybe it's the texture of the text that is comfortable to read, or maybe it's just the resilience and momentum that the text reveals.

There may be many shortcomings in these "golds", but there are infinite possibilities in them.

Dajiangdong went to the waves to pan the sand, and Ke Qiqi was the one who panned for gold in the sand.

As a peripheral network editor, Ke Qiqi's resources are too weak compared to those internal network editors, and if he wants to get ahead, he must throw an olive branch to those who have potential as soon as possible and tie them firmly to his own small boat.

Her number one writer, Egret, was written more than 200,000 words but still no one cared about, she was discerning and signed under her name, although the book was still not popular in the end, but Egret's second book, under her guidance, the results were simply skyrocketing, out of control.

And Egret's current third book serialized, "Black Snow City", also occupies a place on the major lists of squirrel literature.

After reviewing four or five novels in a row, Ke Qiqi's enthusiasm gradually dissipated, and the speed of reading became faster and faster, until finally, at three or four o'clock in the morning, her attitude had begun to be a little perfunctory.

This can't be blamed on her, reviewing a manuscript is a very laborious task, and it is even more difficult to find a distinctive book in the vast sea of books.

"It seems that there is nothing to gain this time." Looking at the time, Ke Qiqi sighed, and clicked on a book called "I'm a Song Maniac" again.

This is a book that has been uploaded for less than a week, it can be said that it is new and cannot be new, generally speaking, Ke Qiqi will not review this kind of book, a week, most of the writers are at most 10,000 words, where can I see what is good or bad?

This time, maybe because the time was not early, she wanted to finish reading and resting quickly, or maybe because the name of the book touched her a little.

I'm crazy about songs, simple, straightforward, but there seems to be a hint of wildness.

A careful scan of the information shows that the number of words in this book has reached more than 30,000.

"What an out-and-out newcomer, sending so many words at once, even if I saved a lot of manuscripts in advance, it is estimated that I have sent a seven-seven-eighty-eight now, hey, if my thoughts are broken in the future, I have to worry to death."

Ke Qiqi commented with some pity, clicked into the first chapter of the book, and began to read.

"In the name of dreams, set off ......"

With this slogan, a story about dreams slowly kicked off.

Seventeen little boy Lin Sui, he became an orphan when he was ten years old, he relied on picking up garbage and helping people carry things to support his life and studies, the people around him were indifferent to him, and most of the teachers and classmates in the school were very mean.

In the past seven years, Lin Sui has been drifting like duckweed, and the hard life has made his body thin and thin, and his personality has become more and more silent and withdrawn, as if he has become a marginal child in society.

Under his resolute exterior, there has always been a dream in his soft heart, singing; It was a seed that had been planted when he couldn't sleep as a child and his mother hummed a lullaby.

But for a child like him who has never received any orthodox music education and even has problems in life, this dream is even farther away than the moon in the sky, but despite this, Lin Sui has never given up his efforts.

He got out of bed in the early hours of the morning and went for an hour of morning jogging to improve his lung capacity, and the end of his morning run was a secluded grove where he babbled his voice in the book before the crowing rooster.

He was frugal, but he worked very hard, and every week you squeezed out a little money from the meagre living expenses to buy a few music-related newspapers.

Every day after school, he would stop on campus for a long time, just to listen to the moving singing on the radio.

He works so hard, but hard work does not mean that it will be rewarded.

At a New Year's Day party held by the school, Lin Sui actively signed up to participate, but during the pre-selection, several classmates who usually looked at him unpleasantly secretly moved on his microphone, and the voice he sang was completely distorted into a noise-like existence.

The distant lover was stopped before he was halfway through the song, and several judges and teachers had gloomy faces, and they didn't even say a few comments, but just waved him off the stage.

At that moment, the world seemed to have turned black and white in Lin Sui's eyes, he walked off the stage gloomily, and after leaving school, he ignored the few classmates who framed him and sneered at him, and walked out of the school without saying a word.

That night, instead of going home, he went to the beach, which used to be a favorite place his parents would take him to.

Grievance, bitterness, unwillingness, pain, fear, despair......

All of this, accompanied by the cold waves crashing against the young boy, he stood at the junction of the sand and the sea, roaring loudly, like a beast out of control.

Behind a reef, a girl in a white dress and plain skirt, looking at all this, her eyes were soaked with tears, her name is Liang Ke, she was Lin Sui's best playmate in childhood, when she was ten years old, because of moving, the two separated.

But she has never forgotten this boy who takes care of herself with a very sunny smile, not long ago, she finally transferred to Lin Sui's school, but when she said goodbye, things are wrong.

She didn't dare to rashly recognize Lin Sui, who disguised herself as a "hedgehog", so she could only silently pay attention to him in secret.

But tonight, she finally couldn't hold back anymore, ran to Lin Sui, hugged him, and tried to give him even a trace of warmth.

Lin Sui subconsciously hugged the "strange" girl tightly, like a boat that had finally found a harbor to dock, he cried loudly, crying heartbreakingly, and even fainted.

He had a high fever and could not get out of bed and move around for several days.

Liang Ke took Lin Sui's medical records to help her ask for leave, while he chose to skip class, just to stay by Lin Sui's side at all times, take care of him, and feelings were born in each other's hearts.

Gradually, Lin Sui's illness got better......

At this time, the school's New Year's Day party was approaching, and Lin Sui, who was seriously ill, seemed to have suddenly opened his mind, and he was inspired to write a song, ready to sing it alone under the stage during the New Year's Day party.

The years have smoothed his edges and corners, but in that bone Lin Sui still has his own dignity and pride, and he wants to prove himself.

The name of this song is called My Future Is Not a Dream.

A few days before New Year's Day, Lin Sui held the broken wooden guitar that his father had given him, and there were some simple lyrics and music scores on the table, and he played it gently, and sang loudly:

"Are you like me bowing your head in the sun

Working silently and hard with sweat

Are you like me, even if you suffer from indifference

I don't give up on the life I want

……”

The only audience, Liang Ke, listened and watched, but he was stupid.

There are people in the book, and the same is true outside the book.

After reading the 30,000 words I was crazy about singing in one go, Ke Qiqi suddenly remembered her immature and deep voice, singing the words in the book.

The simple and simple lyrics are very picturesque, through the singing, Ke Qiqi seems to see a little boy, sweating and working under the scorching sun, and seeing him singing lonely with an acoustic guitar in the moonlight, he suffered all the indifference and humiliation, but never gave up, but never gave up, just for the dream in his heart to move forward.

She only felt as if she had become Liang Ke, came to Lin Sui's side, and listened quietly.

She was also crazy and drunk......