"Let's interview the great writer Chubby Pig about what makes you continue to write with 15 collections. ”

"Yes, it's so pitiful, I wrote so many words, and no one reads them. ”

"Little chubby pig who loves to dream. ”

“...”

When she arrived at school, the female classmates of her class gathered around and laughed at her loudly. Laughing at the results of her work, laughing at her self-inadequacy. And Li Mengmeng, who used to be his best friend, is also among them, and he is the loudest one among them, as if he is showing off. It's as if he was the first to discover such a fun thing.

She bowed her head, tears of humiliation rolling in her eyes.

"Xixi, you can't cry. She said to herself desperately. But her tears fell unwillingly.

Lan looked at Yang Fan, who seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and couldn't help but sigh.

She also saw the announcement of this Xianxia essay competition, although Lan doesn't know much about the world, but her understanding of the field of online literature is deeper than many people, the top five works of this activity have been decided, the meaning of the existence of this activity is just to make the five writers popular, and writers like Yang Fan are just for foil.

She looked at Yang Fan, who had worked so hard to update, she couldn't bear to tell the truth, for fear of dampening Yang Fan's enthusiasm.

"What's wrong?" Yang Fan heard Lan's sigh, and couldn't help but stop his hand and asked curiously.

"No... It's nothing, hurry up and become a one-star writer and start the learning system. Lan cleverly diverted the subject.

Yang Fan is one distance away from a one-star writer, a physique elixir and an imagination elixir, adding up to 2200 points.

"How many points I have now. ”

Lan called up Yang Fan's data, Yang Fan now has 272 favorites, 336 recommended votes, and a total of 472 points. It's just about a quarter.

However, Yang Fan is not surprised by this result, although many of the novels he reads are like riding on a rocket and living a wonderful life, but Yang Fan prefers to spend his life down-to-earth.

Only by being down-to-earth and taking one step at a time will you not become nothing because you lose something.

"That's still so much," Lan complained dissatisfied.

Yang Fan in front of the computer stretched out his hand and touched Lan's head, "I'm sorry, it's me who is bad, let's work together." ”

Yang Fan approached the screen and began to update a new chapter.

In a new chapter, the real heroine in Yang Fan's works appears. The heroine Chen Xin'er is a lawless little female demon of the demon faction, when describing her character and appearance, he secretly glanced at Lan who stared intently at his screen, and then smiled.

In this chapter, he wrote about the quarrel between Chen Xin'er, the little devil of the Demon Sect, and his father, who was the leader of the Demon Sect, and then ran away from home, and Chen Xin'er, who had no experience of being alone outside, quickly spent all the money on her body, but she was reluctant to go back because of her death, so she remembered the episodes in the novels she had read before, and she found a black cloth to cover her face, planning to be a thief who blocked the road and robbed.

Unfortunately, Chen Xin'er's first target of robbery happened to be Murong Aotian, she couldn't beat Murong Aotian, and the helpless Murong Aotian caught it.

Murong Aotian uncovered her black cloth mask and found that it was a girl, so he relented and let her go, and also gave her half of his money.

Chen Xin'er felt as if she had been insulted, and felt that Murong Aotian was giving money to look down on her, Chen Xin'er did not appreciate it but scolded her, Murong Aotian looked at Chen Xin'er's behavior and understood her careful thoughts, so he apologized and lent her to comfort her self-esteem.

Murong Aotian's apology made Chen Xin'er feel good, and she felt embarrassed, Chen Xin'er took the money along the steps given by Murong Aotian, but she took the money but became confused, she ran away from home and fled aimlessly, and she didn't know where she was going next, so she stalked Murong Aotian and asked him to take her with her.

Yang Fan wrote this, feeling sleepy, after all, there was no rest for a day and a night, he hurriedly checked it to see if there were any typos, and then clicked publish.

He habitually turned his head to listen to Lan's evaluation, and when he turned his head to see Lan, he found that Lan had fallen asleep on his stomach.

Looking at Lan falling asleep, Yang Fan couldn't help but be a little moved, she accompanied her for a day and a night without rest.

He gently picked Lan up, prepared to put her on the bed, and covered her with the quilt.

This is the first time he has come into contact with a girl's body, he can't help but blush, his heart is beating faster, he carefully picked Lan up, Lan opened his eyes in a daze, the two pairs of eyes collided together, and both of them looked a little embarrassed.

Lan looked at Yang Fan at a loss and blushed, a little funny.

"Let's go and rest. Lan easily broke free from Yang Fan's clutches, then lay on the bed, and then said with a mischievous wink, "Wake up." ”

Tired of writing, the god of online literature in the industry was rated as seventh, and he is the signature figure of xx.com, and now he is in trouble.

He looks like an ordinary middle-aged man, but he has something that ordinary middle-aged men don't have, that is, he has an unbridled imagination, and for a writer, imagination is far more important than writing.

Now he is in trouble. In fact, it is not a trouble, but a choice.

Today's No. 1 website on the online article list, the editor of Lewen.com came to poach him and gave him a number that he couldn't refuse. And also promised to help him pay for breach of contract.

He is making a decision, he is 45 years old, he is no longer young, and he has obviously felt a little difficult to conceive recently. As an older online writer, he began to think about his future life.

Online Xianxia writers, in fact, eat age. Especially in the current era of fast food online texts, you have to spell the amount of words with young writers, and you have to spell the attractiveness of works with young writers. The older you get, the less advantage you have.

He is still a nostalgic person, and the online writers who wrote books together at the same time basically jumped ship. Now only he is left with the xx net, and it has been ten years since the wind and rain did not move.

Recently, he has been a little shaken, the writers of the same period who used to change jobs earned more than himself, and it was not that xx.com was bad for him, but that big platforms had more channels to turn writers' works into games, TV series, movies, anime, etc. Let those writers skyrocket their net worth overnight. And the smaller platforms don't have that good resources. You can only rely on subscriptions, rewards, and buyouts to give writers income.

He lit a cigarette, he hesitated, he was choosing, and in the smoke, he was like a character in his novel, confused and struggling.