The Peerless Hero Started from the Abandoned Son of the Ni Family

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I asked her what kind of person it was.

She said that her fiancé is the author of Fei Lu, who is very literary, earns a lot of money every month, and can take care of his family.

I was silent.

in my cognition.

Writer is a sacred and honorable profession, very powerful.

I myself especially like to read novels. I know that writing novels is not easy or difficult, and I admire these people who rely on words to make a living.

So I didn't dare to tell her about the commutation of the sentence, and after a brief chat, I turned around and left.

In the past [*] years, I have cultivated fields, raised pigs, and made clothes, and my heart has long been quiet.

After going out.

I also went downstairs to see her once.

She is happy and so am I.

I think it's time for me to think about my own life too.

I had a dream last night, the dream was sixteen years ago.

Familiar streets, familiar scenes, but I just didn't find any familiar people.

I woke up crying in the dream.

I know... the past, there is no going back.

All that's left now is nostalgia.

And I'm in my 30s now, and suddenly I feel lost.

I often can't sleep at night, sitting on the road, drinking and smoking alone, I don't know what to do next?

I thought to myself, have I been like this for the rest of my life?

Just sink like this?

At this time, I turned on my phone and suddenly saw an advertisement for the Feilu Novel app.

It occurred to her that her fiancé was the author of Fei Lu's novel.

So download it and take a look.

I also applied for an account and accidentally clicked into the author's area.

In this way, I added the editor's QQ, and also joined the author Mengxin group.

In it, I learned how to write novels, how to publish them, and how to earn income.

All of this just opened up a whole new world for me.

Why can her fiancé do it, but I can't?

So I study like crazy, like crazy coding.

that's it.

I successfully wrote the first novel in my life. Although there were only 30 subscriptions on the shelves, I couldn't wait to call and tell her about it.

7,8,9,9,2,1,2,9,9,seven,eight,nine,nine,two,one,two,nine,nine,

After she listened to it, she didn't say anything, just asked me the title of the book and the subscription score, and then fell silent.

I naively thought that as long as I wrote it out, even if it was successful, she would fall in love with me again.

But one night a month later.

She called me and said she was getting married tomorrow.

I immediately left the novel I was writing and drove 400 kilometers overnight to the downstairs of her house.

Seeing the word "Happiness" on her downstairs door, Fang Wen's light was still on.

I called her and I wanted to ask her why.

She shook her head and said, do you think you are a writer when you write a book?Wake up, you are just a street writer with less than 1000 subscriptions. Even if we are together, what will you support me?And he is different, he is a big guy with [*] subscriptions, he can support me with novels.

Only then did I know.

How wrong I was.

After hanging up the phone.

I grabbed a few beers from the car and sat on a park bench downstairs from her house.

The wine is finished.

Finished a pack of cigarettes.

It's getting bright too.

The horn of the car came from far away, and I knew the car was coming to pick her up.

Today she is going to be someone else's bride.

Too bad the groom is not me.

She looks extra beautiful today.

I watched her get into the wedding car.

The firecrackers "crackled" sounded, and the car drove away.

I stayed where I was until the car faded away and disappeared from my sight.

I just realized that she really left me!

My heart hurt like countless needles that day.

I cry... so sad, so heart-wrenching!

I hate myself, I hate my writing is not good, the story is not exciting, the character is not strong,

I hate that I'm a flop!

no way!

He is the author of Thousand Orders!

but me?

Just a bashing author with less than [*] subscriptions!

I said to myself, forget her!

Although the groom is not me, but the bride I have loved and said...

I suddenly felt that I had no regrets.

Success or failure, turn around and everything is empty.

Live or die, life is just a hundred years in a hurry.

Why should I be obsessed with a result?

But when I was about to turn around and leave.

A phone call came.

It was she who called.

On the phone, she cried and said to me: Forget me, unless..."

Are things turning around?

I said excitedly, "Unless what?"

She choked up and said, "Unless you have 500 subscriptions for your new book, it's impossible for us! My parents won't agree! You know what? Actually, I hung up the phone last night, and I've been secretly watching you drink from behind the curtains. Smoking, I cried all night, I hate it! Why are you a slapper, why don't you even subscribe to 100! Why!"

I held the phone tightly and said nervously and excitedly, "My new book is going to be on the shelves tonight, can you wait for me one more day? I have learned the lessons from the past in this book, and the readers and friends are also very respectful, they All of them are rich, tall and handsome, and their girlfriends are beautiful! They said that as long as I keep writing this book and I don't care too much, I will order it all."

She said that after being silent for a long time, she said slowly, "Okay, I'll wait for you one more day, don't let me down."

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