Yang Fan sat in front of the computer and began to think about today's update.

He opened the writer's assistant, and the first thing he saw was a notification, informing that there were still twenty days before the Fantasy Xianxia Essay Competition, and the bright red countdown was very dazzling.

He opened the information of his work, and today's collection has increased by one hundred and twenty people, and there are fifteen more book reviews, and then he opened the entries for the essay contest and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The number of the top five collections has already exceeded 10,000, the first place I am a novice's "Creation" has been 32758 collections, the fifth collection is 19532 collections, looking at his book ranked 1,572 in this essay, seeing this achievement, Yang Fan's mood is very bitter. Unless there is a miracle, no, even if there is a miracle, it is unlikely that you will be able to enter the top five. It seems that the signing of the guaranteed contract for this essay competition basically has nothing to do with him.

Yang Fan looked at the computer screen and couldn't lift his spirits, he suddenly had a kind of resistance from the bottom of his heart, feeling that since he couldn't get a contract, the results of the book were not good, plus he wrote 300,000 words, and the censorship and editing station of the website did not come, is it still meaningful for him to write a book day and night?

The more Yang Fan thought about it, the stronger the desire to give up in his heart became. He looked at the data that had once made him ecstatic, only to find that it was now boring in his eyes.

Looking at the gap like a moat, he couldn't help but be confused.

"What's wrong?" Lan said curiously as he looked at Yang Fan, who was in a daze in front of the computer, while eating a hamburger.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just another failure. Yang Fan responded, but his tone was not as painful or unwilling as the previous times, but had a taste of relief.

Lan frowned, looked at the glaring leaderboard on the computer screen, and said, "Isn't there still twenty days left?

"How is it possible to raise 20,000 collections in twenty days?" Yang Fan said with a nonchalant smile, as if he had already decided that he had failed.

At this time, Yang Fan had already begun to think about the scene of going to the Chinese medicine hall to be a doctor a month later, thinking of the monthly salary of tens of thousands of dollars, he could no longer live so poorly, he could also have money to be filial to his parents, and he also had a formal and decent job, and he would no longer be looked down upon, and his smile became even brighter. Looking at the leaderboard on the screen, he felt even more indifferent.

Lin Wanting hugged the puppy and looked at Yang Fan's appearance, wanting to say something but she couldn't say anything. And Lan's eyes showed a look of disappointment for the first time.

"Looks like I misread you. Lan said disappointedly.

"Ah" Yang Fan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard Lan's tone.

"I thought you would see this result and work harder, but I didn't expect you to give up. Lan's tone was so low for the first time, and she put the half-eaten hamburger on the table in her hand, and she said with a gloomy look in her eyes.

"Is this effort useful?" Yang Fan couldn't help but say angrily after listening to Lan's words

"Anyone who sees this gap will give up, right? It's not a few hundred or one thousand collections, this is the concept of tens of thousands of collections. There are still 20 days left, how can it rise to the top five? You will teach me?"

"Don't you know how to improve your collection, didn't I teach you?" Lan said in an unkind tone.

"Yes, but with those methods, can it be increased to tens of thousands of collections?" Yang Fanpi looked at Lan with a smile and said, "There is no website recommendation, no one promotes, how can it be promoted to tens of thousands of collections?"

"Isn't it okay to work hard to write?" Lin Wanting saw that the atmosphere was wrong, so she thought about it and whispered.

"I have worked hard for more than 300,000 words, and the result of my hard work is that the editor doesn't even give me a short station, if I work hard, will he give me the opportunity to sign a contract?" Yang Fan became angry as soon as he heard the word hard work, he was already working hard, but he couldn't see the future at all. The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved Yang Fan felt.

"I insist on writing every day, writing with my heart, revising with my heart, and writing day and night, but why can't I see the future of me and the book?"

"Why, my book, compared to the books written by many people, is deeper than them in terms of attitude and emotional investment, but why is it that I don't even have the easiest signing. ”

After listening to Yang Fan's words, Lan had a trace of unbearability in her eyes, she didn't speak, and listened to Yang Fan quietly.

"Why, many people say that my books are rotten because they haven't read my books. Why do many people not read my books, only to see that I have not signed a contract, and say that my books are not rubbish, and that what I write is useless. I don't want to give up, but I really can't see the future!" Yang Fan remembered the vicious book reviews that appeared when he wrote the book, and he finally cried.

Lin Wanting listened to Yang Fan's words, her eyes were also red, tears fell and hit the floor, she heard his grievances and helplessness from Yang Fan's tone. His anger and dissatisfaction were also heard. She stepped forward, put down Dafu, and hugged Yang Fan tightly.

"The future is created by oneself. Lan finally spoke, she stretched out her little hand and put it on Yang Fan's head, and comforted Yang Fan in her own unique way.

"Although some people don't recognize you, but you still have so many readers, you see today, you have increased your collection by more than 100,000," Lan continued gently.

"Even if it rises by 100 collections a day, I can't reach the top five, and I can't sign a contract. Yang Fan looked at the data of the top five mountains and said in a depressed tone.

"You wrote a book just to sign a contract?" Lan stretched out her little hand to wipe Yang Fan's tears and said seriously.

"I..." Yang Fan was speechless.

"Let me ask you, are you happy writing books?" Lan said, looking at Yang Fan.

When Yang Fan heard Lan's words, he remembered the smile on his face when he built the character plot and designed the foreshadowing, and the excitement he looked like when he saw the first recommendation ticket, as well as the book reviews of those readers who had been insisting on reading his book, and his own moved mood, he finally sat down in front of the computer.

"Happy. Yang Fan remembered that, and he nodded.

"Happiness is enough. Lan said with a smile.

"Happiness is happiness, but writing books doesn't bring us income. We all need money to live and eat. ”

Yang Fan remembered that when he first started writing books, he still relied on family relief, and remembered the scene when his mother would rather not buy new clothes and still persuade him to stick to his dream, and he began to feel ashamed of his incompetence and powerlessness.

"You'll have a new job next month, and the treatment is pretty good, this month, we'll all eat less and don't have snacks in the future. Lan said softly, and after Lin Wanting listened, she nodded desperately in agreement with Lan's words.

"How's that going to work? After hearing this, Yang Fan shook his head and refused, he already felt guilty about Lan because of his incompetence and powerlessness, and after listening to it, he blamed himself even more.

"For you, I can. Lin Wanting saw that Yang Fan's attitude softened, wiped away her tears, and said with a bright smile, "Compared to before, it's really much better now, you also brought me to eat a hamburger today, I have never eaten such a delicious thing, that's enough." ”

"What's this for you?" Lan said with a smile, "Besides, have you forgotten your promise to me?"

"Promise?" Yang Fan remembered the agreement he had made with Lan that morning, so he quickly shook his head, "How could you forget." ”

"Then did you forget that you were going to be stronger?" Lan said again.

Remembering the humiliation he had received in the class reunion and the Kaitian Hotel, Yang Fan shook his head and said, "I haven't forgotten." ”

"Then let's do our best. What if we can't see the future? At least, we haven't wasted our time, at least, we're heading towards the future we can't see, and at least we won't regret it later. Did you say yes?"

Yang Fan looked at the serious and expectant eyes of the two of them, and finally nodded.

"Then let's make another agreement. This time add Xiao Wanting and Daifuku. Lan thought for a moment and said.

"Agreed?"

"Well, a promise that will never be broken. ”