There are no stars in the rainy night, there is no moonlight in the gaps in the curtains, and it is quiet outside the window, and it is rare that you can't hear the insects. Chen Xiaodi was lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time, and when he closed his eyes, all that flashed in his mind were fragments written in the book.

At the beginning of writing, she posted the best one of the scattered stories on the Internet, revised it over and over again, and she was full of hope, and every day she had to check whether there were any readers' messages in the comment area, and whether there was any new news in the newsbox.

But until the story has been sent nearly 100,000 words, there is no news, and the messages are almost all friends, and the number of collections is pitiful. She was very disappointed, but she liked the story very much, and after thinking about it, she was still unwilling to abandon it, so she tried to apply for a contract.

The days of waiting for the results were extremely long, and she would scroll through the messages many times a day, and she would be disappointed every time she saw the message bar empty, until one day a week later, when she clicked into the writers' section again, she saw an unread message.

At that moment, she was very excited and nervous, and after a long time of brewing, she finally mustered up the courage to click on the message, but the result was even deeper disappointment, and the application was not approved.

Suddenly, her mind went blank, and she stared at the message for a long time, and the rejection of her application may mean that this story no longer has a chance to be the first step in realizing her dream, and she doesn't know whether to continue writing.

But she had been preparing this story for a long time, and she didn't want it to die so easily, so she deleted the story, canceled the writer's account, and started over with a new station, and carefully revised it again before the story was released.

But the same situation happened again after all, the signing application was still not approved, and the enthusiasm for revision was completely wiped out, she looked at the more than 100,000 words of manuscript in the folder for a long time, and then decided to put the story on hold for the time being.

After a period of time, she saw many articles about the road to fame of well-known writers, and one book became popular, but more often it became a hit from being unpopular. Gradually, she also saw it, no longer caring so much about the data, but devoted herself wholeheartedly to the story itself, she was not afraid of the long silence, but she was afraid that she would really stop.

Soon after, she received an invitation to sign for her new story, and although the results were not ideal, it was the first step towards her dream. She began to spend more time on writing, and even gave up her current job because of this, which led to conflicts with her family.

Her family was against it, her friends ridiculed her, and everything around her didn't support her dream, so she and a few friends who were preparing for the exam or working part-time went to share a house outside, and kept writing and rewriting manuscripts every day, living a difficult life on the guaranteed manuscript fee.

After that, she slowly had more and more readers, and the comment area was also lively, and some people urged her to change, so she naturally had the motivation to write, so her book gradually changed from a few days to a few days a day, and her grades were getting better and better.

Later, her story was published in a physical book, held a book signing, adapted into a short film, and everything she once dreamed of became a reality, and although the process was a little longer, she could finally proudly say to everyone that she was a full-time writer.

"Sure enough, every success is not easy."

Chen Xiaodi thought about it, and slowly fell asleep, this night, she dreamed that she was back in high school, where there was a podium set up for her, and she was standing there as the writer she had promised, and the spotlight and applause were all prepared for her.

When she woke up the next day, Chen Xiaodi remembered that she had posted the news of a recent local signing meeting of this writer in the circle of friends, she clicked on it again and looked at it, the time has not passed, so let's take a look, if I remember correctly, the last time she came here to hold a signing meeting was more than ten years ago, at that time, Chen Xiaodi was only in the fourth grade of primary school.

Three days later, the signing began, the location was in the book city of the newly opened shopping mall, Chen Xiaodi was also the first time to come, the structure here was a little complicated, and she turned around for a long time before she finally found a place.

At this time, the signing party has begun for a while, and you can see the crowd before you enter the door, she became famous more than ten years ago, and she is still popular even more than before, all of which are inseparable from her excellent writing, novel creativity, unique but changeable style and smooth and complete plot design.

Chen Xiaodi just flipped through a few chapters of the book in her hand, the brisk style made the words full of vitality, raised her head, and saw the somewhat slender figure at the end of the line from a distance, she is now in her early forties, but she still gives people a youthful feeling like her words.

Digging out his wallet and counting, the remaining money was barely enough to buy the book in his hand, Chen Xiaodi sighed softly, walked to the back of the line and lined up patiently.

The air was stuffy, Chen Xiaodi closed the book and sent Bai Ye a bored expression, but he didn't expect to receive his reply in the next second, it stands to reason that he should be at work at this point.

"Actually, you don't go to work today?"

"I'm on leave, I'm in the hospital."

"What's wrong? What's uncomfortable? ”

"Like you last time, bacterial infection, throat inflammation and some fever, hanging drip."

"Is it serious?"

"It's fine."

"Go back and boil some porridge and drink, eat lighter these days."

Chen Xiaodi remembered that when she went home in her sophomore year, she was hospitalized because of the high fever caused by throat inflammation, in addition to the back pain that she couldn't straighten up, and when she came home, she had a fever for almost a week, but she didn't realize it herself, and it was only found out when Chen's mother saw her at school.

"Don't worry about it, I'll take care of myself, you go and read a book, don't bother you."

"No excuse, I'm out there, I'm bored."

"Bored?"

"Remember the author's autobiography I bought? The author happened to be here today for a book signing, so I came over, and I was queuing up right now. ”

"Why are you suddenly interested in attending the book signing?"

"Two days ago, when I was packing up my things, I happened to turn to that book and I finished reading it, and I felt very deeply, I thought about it a lot in the past two days, and my heart was a little bored, so I went out for a walk."

"What? Want to give up? ”

"No, I just think it'...... It seems like it's far away......"

"Take your time, anyway, the coming days are long, she didn't fall silent for a long time before gradually coming into everyone's sight, don't be too anxious, everything must be gradual, and the success after that can last for a long time, not to mention that what you want to do itself requires a long accumulation process."

"That's why I feel even more out of reach......"

Chen Xiaodi said, looking at the crowd of people beside him, and sighed heavily for a while.