The white moonlight of fast transmigration

Chapter 552
Literary and artistic depression, out-of-date female author vs. cultural industry tycoon
The weather in July is extremely sweltering, and there will be heavy rain every day in Guangdong City, but it can't dampen the heat, but it makes the air stuffy and hot.

Shi Miao's clothes hanging on the balcony with poor lighting gave off a faint damp smell, she watched the heavy rain knocking on the window, leaned her back on the computer chair, and looked outside silently.

The cold light from the computer shone on her face, making her look very sickly pale.

Fu Wan has been in this body for a day.

But she didn't want to move at all, and withdrew her gaze from the window. On the computer desk was a bucket of half-eaten instant noodles, a pile of messy medicines, and a worn-out and faded keyboard.

The content on the computer has reached the fifth paragraph, and the codeword software shows that the idle time is eight hours.

The names of those medicines are a mouthful, but the instructions read: For the treatment of depression.

Fu Wan felt that it was difficult for him to breathe, and his heartbeat was obviously faster than normal when his chest rose and fell slightly.She looked at the word count on the computer, and then thought about the 1500 yuan full-time maintenance of the original owner's life, and finally stretched out her hand slowly, took five medicines, and ate them in vain.

She just started, writing down the story on the page.

Ten years ago, Shi Miao was 15 years old. She serialized her first story on Tieba during the summer vacation of the year after the senior high school entrance examination. As a result, one stone caused a lot of waves. The stories she wrote won a lot of attention due to her ingenious stories and writing style. The support of netizens.

Soon, the story she wrote was an instant hit, with numerous editors and book companies scrambling to publish it with her.

At that time, Shi Miao just liked to create, so he readily agreed to sign the contract.

In the following three years, under the packaging of book companies and websites, Shi Miao became one of the most famous authors at that time, and also gained a large number of readers.But when she was a teenager, Shi Miao thought that if she was successful now, she could write stories for the rest of her life.

She really regarded this matter as her lifelong career, and she failed the college entrance examination.

Shi Miao dropped out of school to continue writing.

But it was also this year that she tasted the taste of rushing to the street for the first time.Even so, her readers told her they would continue to support her and believe in her level.

But the tastes of readers on the Internet change too quickly.

In just two years, Shi Miao became an ordinary author.

But relying on the few books that were popular before, there will be no problems in her life for the time being.But also in the same year, a plot in her book was brought up again, and was labeled as the Madonna whore.

In the past few years, everyone no longer needs a kind heroine, but the heroines in Shi Miao's works frequently hurt the people around them and themselves in order to protect the common people.

Everyone can only bring in the perspective of the protagonist, and feel happy and sad for the protagonist's gains and losses, but they don't care about the life and death of countless lives hidden by the author.

Since then, her entire pseudonym has been labeled as the Holy Mother Whore.

Shi Miao went from an author who was about to pass away to a bitch who was ridiculed by everyone, and the copyright that was about to be negotiated completely fell through, and he was completely reduced to a laughing stock.

After failing the college entrance examination, being praised as a genius author, he frequently rushed to the street, was ridiculed by the entire network, and the copyright fell through.

Shi Miao wanted to leave this circle completely, but at this moment he realized that he was suffering from depression.The severe somatic reaction and the side effects of taking medicine made her unable to work at all, so she could only continue to earn a meager manuscript fee by writing.

Therefore, the current Fu Wan just wants to vomit when facing the plot on the computer.

Grass.

Write a woolen thread, and no one likes it.

The only ones who follow up are a few readers who have read thousands of chapters, all of which are full of book coupons, and whore for nothing from the beginning to the end.And she can be copied from time to time and said that it doesn't suit her appetite, so I feel that Shi Miao's book thief's garbage comments, of course, there are also a lot of ky.

I didn't receive the book coins spent by these people, and I was scolded by these people every day.

Fu Wan deleted the part written by Shi Miao in one breath, and without a word, went to the backstage of the author and made an announcement.

[Shi Miao: Those who say that my writing is rubbish, you can write it yourself. If you read the pirated version, you can find Pirates.com to write it for you. I bid you farewell. I will not write anything on this account, goodbye. 】

After posting this, Fu Wan felt much better.

Shi Miao has a gentle temperament and starts to reflect on himself when he is scolded, but Fu Wan is not so kind.

As long as what she did did not cross the threshold of morality and law, she was not wrong. Why should she be her grandson and let her bully her?Fu Wan slammed the laptop shut and stood up abruptly.

But because of dizziness, she almost fell again.

Fu Wan held the edge of the table tightly, took out the phone, and glanced out the window where the rain had stopped.

Fu Wan still found an umbrella, went downstairs and stepped on the wet and messy street until he reached the gate of the market not far away.The old security guard who guarded the gate was gone, so Fu Wan paused.

She originally wanted to go in to see if she could find a waiter or cashier to do it, but when she got here, she began to be out of breath and felt weak all over.

The waiter may be too tired.

But the cashier has to be smart. She is not very smart because of the medicine.

If it is the doorman uncle, it seems to be very suitable for her.

Fu Wan couldn't help imagining the beautiful days when she would sit drinking tea and watch the door. Her legs were still heavy, but this thought immediately relieved a lot of her fatigue. She walked to the market in a few steps and asked about the manpower office. Wherever he was, he went over there.

Pushing open the door, there is an old man sitting there drinking tea.

The uncle glanced at Fu Wan.

Shi Miao has lived alone for a long time, and Fu Wan subconsciously feels a little nervous when he sees a stranger.

The uncle said, "What does the little girl want to do?"

Only then did Fu Wan cautiously say: "I don't see anyone at the guard, I want to apply for the job..."

The uncle was silent for a while, and then said: "I am also in charge of the guard and personnel."

Fu Wan: "..."

"Then are you busy?" Fu Wan asked sincerely.

The other party took a sip of tea and said unhurriedly: "Isn't it just that you are too busy, you little arms and legs, what if something happens and you can't stop people?"

Fu Wan hesitated for a moment, then slowly pulled out an electric baton from his boot.

The old man almost sprayed Fu Wan's face with a sip of tea, "Little girl, why are you carrying an electric baton with you?"

Fu Wan said expressionlessly: "Contemporary society has too much rubbish, and I have no choice but to be tough on myself." She patted the electric baton, and said with some emotion: "You don't know, this stick carries How heavy."

For a person like her who was out of breath while walking, this stick was actually really heavy.

However, although her body is relatively serious, she can actually perform like a normal person when she really encounters something, because there is no organic disease in her body.

This is why she is in poor health, but she still dares to apply for the job.

(End of this chapter)