This is the lesson that Mr. Ma gave to Yang Fan.

Whether it's a killing or a warning, in short, they want Yang Fan to bear the pressure of being able to do not belong to his age.

However, Mr. Ma still admired Yang Fan personally and did not go too far, otherwise, Yang Fan would definitely be burdened with all kinds of things that did not belong to him.

Under this kind of high-intensity pressure, Yang Fan has no time and no place to vent.

Because in order to be responsible for the readers, for the sake of the team's achievements, he has to keep constructing wonderful stories, and he has to keep being trapped in this seemingly luxurious, but like a cage room.

"Jiang Lang is finished, right? Why is this book becoming more and more bland the more I write? What I want to see is passion!" Among more and more readers, such critical voices appear more and more.

Under the pressure of pressure, although this kind of comment only accounts for a very small part, it makes Yang Fan feel so dazzling and eye-catching.

On the twenty-second day of the competition, Yang Fan finally couldn't resist the pressure and collapsed on the bed after only 4,000 words.

He knew that he had to turn his emotions back.

Not just because he is a leader now, but because his ideals do not allow him to lose.

"It's been a long time since I've gone out with friends to relax. Lying on the bed, he looked at the ceiling and inexplicably began to feel aggrieved.

It's sad to say, until now, Yang Fan has almost written books except for part-time work, and he is so pitiful that occasionally going out to eat with Lan and Lin Wanting can be regarded as a kind of rest.

When a person is in a state of stress and mental tension for a long time, it is easy to collapse at some point.

And Yang Fan understands that he is now on the verge of collapse.

"Let's go out for a walk. Seeing that it was starting to snow outside the window, Yang Fan bit his lip and made this decision.

Upon opening the door, he was surprised by the rest of his worried team, who seemed to have been waiting outside his house for a long time.

"Are you alright? The moon god spoke, her face was full of worry.

"I'm fine, it's just too stressed. Yang Fan shook his head and said to the moon god.

"I know you're stressed, but as the backbone of your heart, you can't fall here. If you can't hold on, just say it, let's pack up and leave. Tear Rain looked at the decadent Yang Fan and said a little gloatingly.

As the old saying goes, the country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change, and it is too difficult to change a person's nature.

Yang Fan looked at Tear Rain and began to sneer, and when he began to hold on to the pressure, Tear Rain also began to lazy with his state.

This kind of person deserves to be just a third-rate writer who is used as a gun for the rest of his life.

"I'll give you two days to get fit, knock out on the last day, and come back. Arno listened to the words of tears, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. So he stood up and said sincerely to Yang Fan.

"There are only three days left until the fifth round of elimination? You still give him two days to adjust his condition? Do you know how much pressure you will put on us ordinary writers by doing this!" After Tear Yu finished speaking, he looked at Moon God, Fengxue and the others triumphantly, trying to see the resonance on their faces.

However, it is a pity that all the writers except him chose to nod their heads in agreement with Arnold's words.

"You don't know... Will giving him two days make our pressure heavier?" Looking at those eyes of approval, when Tear Rain wanted to refute, Feng Xue interrupted him and said:

"We are a team, and what the team needs is tolerance. Besides, it all depends on me that I have been in the top ten of the personal list for a long time. For us, in order to give the best play to the main force, what is the focus of the burden in the past two days?"

The words of the wind and snow suddenly reduced the pressure in Yang Fan's heart a lot.

Because, for the first time, he really felt the meaning of the team from the wind and snow.

Although, this team has many shortcomings, such as everyone else plays a supporting role except for Arno and himself. Another example is that this team still has tears and rain, a cancer that only knows how to complain and is unwilling to change.

However, the trust and tolerance that existed within this team made him suddenly feel that this team was the most suitable for him.

He looked thoughtfully at Feng Xue's face full of vicissitudes, nodded vigorously, and then didn't say anything, raised his head with his chest straight, and walked out of the hotel step by step.

Looking at Yang Fan, who had just been decadent, all the writers except for Tears began to look forward to what kind of surprise their backbone would create in two days!

"Okay, it's time to go to the codeword, I'm Fan Fan's unfinished codeword, I'll divide half. The rest of you will be divided among the three of you. Arno said with a smile.

This time, his smile was genuine. Let the moon god and the others also smile along with his smile.

"It's nice to be young. Yang Fan remembered the sincere words of the wind and snow moon god Arno and others, and couldn't help but say with a warm heart.

As he walked aimlessly through the streets, he was thinking about how to present the best chapters to the reader, but no matter how he thought, it was difficult for him to find a way to break through the otherwise bland plot.

In this way, an afternoon was wasted by him.

"Hey, little brother, can you help me?" a beautiful voice came and interrupted Yang Fan's thoughts.

Yang Fan looked at the voice in distraction, and then, he swallowed his saliva and took two steps back a little scared.

As for the reason, it is that the girl who spoke has an ugly appearance that is completely opposite to the beautiful voice.

The girl seemed accustomed to this reaction, and continued in her beautiful voice, not paying attention:

"Little brother, can you help me move the wheelchair and get stuck. ”

Yang Fan looked down at the voice and found that the ugly-looking girl was sitting in a wheelchair with an empty trouser leg. She was talking and pushing the training wheels hard.

Yang Fan hurriedly stepped forward and moved the wheelchair out forcefully, and then, the long-term habit of writing made him start to look at the girl carefully.

The girl's appearance is very ugly, her face is covered with pimples, and then with her small eyes, it is very reminiscent of an animal, that is, a lazy toad.

Not only is her appearance ugly, but her figure is even more ugly, and her puffy face and bloated figure make her look more and more like a toad.

She looked at Yang Fan and kept looking at her, looking unconcerned, but she also looked at Yang Fan curiously.

When the eyes of the two touched, Yang Fan suddenly realized that his actions were a bit impolite.

So, he bowed his head a little ashamedly and apologized.

"I'm sorry. ”

"It's okay, I still have to thank you, if it weren't for your help, I might have been stuck on the side of the road for an afternoon. The girl's voice was full of gratitude.

"By the way, could you please do me a favor and push me to the flower shop not far ahead, I just moved my wheelchair too hard, a little too hard. ”

"Well, okay, no problem. After finishing speaking, Yang Fan clumsily stepped forward and pushed the stranger's wheelchair.

Looking at the back with long hair fluttering, Yang Fan suddenly felt an unfair emotion in his heart, that is, he felt that a girl had lost her legs, and God had given her an ugly appearance like a toad.

This kind of paranoid thinking is actually because Yang Fan is under too much pressure and has not had much contact with the outside world for too long recently.

This conjecture made him push the wheelchair while his mind began to conceive about the experience of this girl's life.

This kind of conception made him forget the pressure on his shoulders and the trouble of not being able to write a passionate plot. Some are just endless reverie about the experience of the girl in front of them.

"If you push it again, you'll push me to the Huangpu River. The girl felt the temperature of Yang Fan pushing the wheelchair hand, looked at the flower shop that was getting farther and farther away, and said jokingly and mischievously.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to!" Yang Fan said a little panicked as he looked at the flower shop that he missed because he was thinking.

Because of this kind of behavior, it is easy to be misunderstood as a person with ulterior motives.

"It's fine. You're a good guy. Listening to Yang Fan's panicked tone, he sent a "good person card" a little funny.

Listening to the girl's teasing tone, Yang Fan felt that he couldn't cry or laugh, because this was the first time he had been issued a good person card, and it was also by a girl with an ugly appearance.

This made him quickly push her back to the flower shop, he looked at the small and extraordinarily decorated flower shop, smelling the fragrance of flowers, Yang Fan seemed to have forgotten a lot of things.

"Welcome to my new store that is about to open~" The girl looked at the intoxicated Yang Fan and said with a smile.