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Seeing Xiao Zhan's face uncertain, Shen Luoying also smiled bitterly: "Actually, I don't believe it too much. Although I haven't written a book, my son has written for so many years. When I was in high school, I wrote board newspapers and contributed articles to magazines. I had to write physical books, and then I wrote online novels. I never succeeded from beginning to end. After so many years, I spent a lot of money to send emails and print copies."

　　 "……"

　　 Xiao Zhan also sighed. At the beginning, Xiao Yan’s behavior made many relatives and friends say: Not only did their Xiao family have a college student, but now they also have a great writer.

　　 But it's better now. The college student sold the house and lost the car, lost his wife, and can only make quick money by moving bricks into the construction site.

　　The great writer is even a cloud on the horizon, far away, not only did not become a glory, but instead was ridiculed and ridiculed.

　　 "I have never eaten pork, but I have seen pigs run."

　　 Shen Luoying sat down and said, "It takes 2 to 3 months for Xiao Yan to write a new book each time. This time it suddenly caught fire. There really is no sign."

　　 Xiao Zhan also frowned. That time because Xiao Yan didn't spare his body to make money, Xiao Zhan angrily wanted to smash the computer. Looking back now, his emotions can't help but fluctuate.

　　 "So if Xiao Yan hadn't deceived me, his new book should have been written when he entered the construction site to move bricks. Only in this way would it be possible to explode now."

　　 Listening to Shen Luoying's naive analysis.

Xiao Zhan pretended to calmly drank a sip of his tea and retorted, "But do you think this is possible? In our city, how many can earn 10,000 a month? He can earn it by writing a novel? Anyway, I don't believe it. ."

Shen Luoying said, "I thought about it all night. At first, I was just like you. I felt that Xiao Yan was comforting me and said that on purpose. But I thought about it the other way around. We are parents who know how persistent his dream is. He has never concealed it from us. When he was a student, he wrote martial arts novels and submitted articles to well-known magazines, but he was ruthlessly rejected. We hide."

"And, as far as I know, Nalan Yanran's child is as persistent as Xiao Yan's dreams. After getting married, she enrolled in various music and vocal classes. Now she suddenly became an Internet celebrity singing. Isn't it very sudden? So? Ah, I was thinking that dreams still have to be persisted. Maybe it will succeed like this."

　　 "……"

　　 Xiao Zhan couldn't help being silent.

　　 That night Xiao Yan cast Nalan Yanran's live broadcast on TV. The whole family was shocked to see Nalan Yanran's income that night beyond Xiao Zhan's imagination.

"So! Nalan Yanran can be regarded as a dream come true... We Xiao Yan will continue to fail for no reason! Listen, Xiao Yan amused Jiajia so happy! If it weren't for the joy from the heart, such laughter can Did you pretend it?"

　　 "...could..."

　　 But this is too unbelievable. Xiao Zhan still can't imagine his son succeeded in his hobbies and became a great writer.

　　 "Maybe it's really God bless, Nalan Yanran and her son Xiao Yan have dreams come true at the same time."

　　...

　　 Xiao Yan and Jiajia came down together at this time.

　　 "The dishes are delicious!" Xiao Yan smiled to Jiajia: "Grandma's breakfast is so delicious, you must eat a big bowl."

　　 Jia Jia stretched out her little finger and shook it. "No, no, Jiajia wants to eat 2 big bowls, hahaha..."

　　 A happy smile is contagious. At the bottom of Xiao Yan's divorce, the whole family was clouded with haze, but now he finally feels a little overwhelmed.

　　 Shen Luoying was very happy, she was arranging the food, and Xiao Yan went to the kitchen to help.

　　 Jia Jia went to wash her hands.

　　 Xiao Zhan lowered his head and took a sip of tea in order to adapt to this atmosphere and also to calm down the shocked emotions.

　　...

　　 Xiao Zhan endured until halfway through the meal before he asked, "Xiao Yan, I heard your mother say, did your novel succeed?"