"Jiang Lang is exhausted... Is it?" Yang Fan chewed on these words repeatedly.

With the poor form of the daily low level of performance, there is no doubt that the second game was lost.

This defeat undoubtedly made everyone on xx.com feel hopeless.

Yang Fan looked at his demoralized teammates at this time, and didn't know what words to use to describe this mood now.

Under the results of being crushed, no matter what he says or does, he looks pale and powerless.

Coupled with the previous experience of Qingfeng trying to turn the tide of the battle by himself, Yang Fan wanted to give up tomorrow's game for the first time.

On the way back to the hotel, Yang Fan forcibly suppressed the idea of giving up, thinking of countless ways to change the status quo, but those methods seemed so naïve and ridiculous in the face of absolute strength.

In fact, with the deepening of Yang Fan's experience and his contact with different people and things, he has gradually become less determined than before.

After all, useless persistence is a waste for a smart person.

When he returned to the hotel, he took a shower to calm down, and looked out the window at night, and he muttered:

"Should I hold on or give up?"

Wang Tianhe looked at today's results, and he finally understood the true intention of why Mr. Zhou only wanted a draw.

He understood his intentions, and called Tian Tian and Yang Fan guiltily, asking them to do their best tomorrow, no matter whether they won or lost, he would give them a satisfactory result.

However, neither of them answered the phone.

Every day, as one of the two backbones of the current xx network, she has lost all her previous dreams and ambition to become a platinum writer.

She was immersed in the reader's evaluation of her "Jiang Lang's talent", and couldn't sleep all night.

"Sure enough, I'd better give up. ”

On the third day of the xx net and the world competition, Tian Tian walked into the xx net lounge with two big black circles under her eyes, she saw her dejected teammates and Wang Tianhe, who kept enlightening them, she sighed and sat listlessly next to her.

"Hey, why didn't Yang Fan come?" Tiantian, who had lost all his confidence, looked at Yang Fan, who had always been on time, and asked a little curiously.

"Maybe it's a traffic jam. Or maybe he's already decided that he lost today's game. So I didn't even want to come on time. One writer said dejectedly.

"Yes, I think yesterday's game should have hit him hard. Wang Tianhe agreed a little unbearably.

"Who said that yesterday's game hit me hard and made me give up the game?" Wang Tianhe had just finished speaking, and the door of the lounge was pushed open.

Yang Fan walked in with a smile on his face, holding a dozen freshly printed papers in his hand.

"I wasn't beaten, but I'm thankful for yesterday's game because we found out what we were lacking in. ”

"So, yesterday I didn't rest all night, I read all your books carefully, and I gave you some advice from my point of view. Yang Fan said as he handed them the printed things.

"The game isn't over yet! And our book isn't over yet! So don't beat yourself up! We've got a chance!"

"Opportunity... But..."Tiantian subconsciously took the suggestion handed by Yang Fan, and was a little self-deprecatingly ready to say that she had already wanted to give up under the reader's evaluation, but Yang Fan interrupted what she wanted to continue.

"In this world, almost everyone has been receiving all kinds of denials all their lives. In the same way, when faced with those negatives, everyone chooses differently. The vast majority of people choose to give up, and some choose to persevere. In fact, in my eyes, people who give up in the face of denial are often cowards. ”

"Because, when people are denied, it is easy to forget those who have always agreed with you to accompany you. Even if it is said that Jiang Lang is talented, it is still not as good as others! Don't forget that we are writers!"

"Writers, you have to face the mountains, you have to face the ocean! You have to face endless challenges! Please don't give up your original intention of writing because of other people's evaluations! You are the only great writer on our website! Think about the way you came from writing, are there more people who slander you or more people who accompany you?"

"Besides, do you really think you're exhausted? If you really think so, and really want to give up writing, why are you here now?"

Under Yang Fan's series of questions, she was speechless every day, she carefully thought about Yang Fan's words, carefully thought about her writing life, in her thinking, she remembered that she was a long time ago, she was also a street writer, at that time, she was the first book, there were only a few people, at that time, she was euphemistically used the excuse of not having a good appetite to give up her book,

At that time, why did she still insist on finishing this book? At that time, why did she still grit her teeth and persist in the midst of so many denials?

She was asking herself repeatedly.

As she asked herself repeatedly, she remembered that it was because of a reader who said that her book was good.

It was because of that comment that she gritted her teeth and persisted.

Looking at the silent appearance of lowering his head every day, Yang Fan sighed in his heart, he had tried his best to save the collapsed state of mind of this great god writer, as for the result, it didn't matter what the result was.

He turned to look at the writers who were listening to him thoughtfully, and continued:

"Actually, I don't think you're any worse than the writers who dominate the world. Because, you also fought with all your heart and with all your might. It's just that because of the gap in experience and the immaturity of the writing and story, it is slightly inferior. However, that doesn't mean you'll always be slightly inferior to them. ”

"Think of the readers who have supported you along the way, they have been with you for so long, they don't want to see you frustrated in today's game, they want to see you fighting as hard as you can!"

"I'm going to keep fighting anyway. My life as a writer has just begun, and I'm sure I'll stick with it until I can't write anymore. Because I want to be worthy of the readers who have accompanied me along the way. ”

After Yang Fan finished saying these words, the entire lounge was silent.

Including Wang Tianhe and the current staff, they are all thinking about Yang Fan's words.

Not only was he thinking about the shock that Yang Fan had at saying these words, but he was also thinking about the idea that they were just going to give up this game.

Yang Fan looked at everyone's silence, walked out and lit a cigarette, in the smoky smoking room.

He remembered yesterday, the moment when he almost gave up today's game.

At the moment when he was about to give up today's game last night, Lan knocked on the door and walked in, and she said something to herself, exactly the same sentence she had said when she met him.

"Even if everyone else gives up on you, don't give up on yourself!"