Chapter 1143： Beauty writer (part 2)

Tencent Literature, mobile qq client, here is the largest novel website, with many good-looking online novels. Among these novels, "My Flight Attendant Next Door", which was later renamed "The Strongest Super Xueba", is only a medium-level novel, because a small portion of readers are willing to be genuine Subscribe to follow this book, so that this book can continue to be written.

The author of this book, Wutonghuo, is also a more diligent author. He updates continuously three times a day, and sometimes he updates it intermittently. Then, this was useless. The energy and time spent on the novel made Wutonghuo unable to support the author, and even wanted to give up writing this novel.

In a certain low-rent house in the capital, Wutong Huo, who had a literary dream since he was a child, has always insisted on his dream and kept writing, and gave up the opportunity of high-paying jobs in order to write a work of his own ideals. Works that are liked and recognized by everyone.

Wu Zeqing, 27 years old this year, under the pseudonym Wutonghuo, has been living by writing novels on the Internet since graduating from university. Give up the opportunity of a high-paying job, just to pursue a literary dream.

Waking up early in the morning, Wu Zeqing was about to turn on the computer and start preparing for today's writing outline, when she heard the phone ringing, it was her mother's call.

"It's Mom's call again. It's definitely not here to urge me to find a job, or to urge me to go home for a blind date and marry someone. Should I pick it up or not?" Wu Zeqing sighed. She has been there since she graduated from Qingbei University. She rents an apartment outside and insists on being self-reliant without any support from the family. She firmly believes that she can feed herself by writing.

The phone rang for a long time, Wu Zeqing hesitated, and finally answered the phone and lazily said: "Mom! What's wrong? Call me early in the morning."

"Zeqing, my mom will ask you one last time, when will you move back home? You don’t need to work, so you can write messy things all day long and stay at home, how can you make a boyfriend? Get back to me quickly. I have arranged for you a couple of right blind dates here. "Mother Wu is obviously annoyed by this disobedient daughter. I thought she sent her daughter to a prestigious university like Qingbei University. After she came out, she would definitely find one. A good job, and then a good home.

But who would have thought that as soon as Wu Zeqing graduated from university, he told them to write novels full-time and continue his literary dream. This made her parents very uncomprehending, and they didn't support it at all, and even because of this, Wu Mu even threatened to sever mother-daughter relations with her. Because of this, Wu Zeqing ran away from home in anger and rented a house outside for several years. She completely cut off contact with her family and supported her life with her meager income from writing.

It wasn't until this year that the family relaxed the conditions and wanted Wu Zeqing to go home quickly to get married on a blind date.

"I don’t want a blind date, Mom! How many times have I told you that my novel is my boyfriend and my husband. I don’t want to marry people. What good are those stinky men. And, even if I want to marry, I don’t know how to go on a blind date. Why can’t I make a boyfriend when I stay at home? The Internet is so developed now, and I have so many readers, maybe... I just dated one of my readers. ?"

Wu Zeqing deliberately prevaricates her mother and said righteously. Because she didn't want her mother to know about her current difficulties, and she didn't want to listen to her great truths and words.

"You can believe in virtual things like the Internet? Stinky girl, you are already 27 years old this year, do you know? You are a graduate of Qingbei University. You have to look good and have a face. Mom really doesn't know. It’s what you did in your previous life that gave birth to a daughter like you who is different from others. She has a job and doesn’t do it, so she has to go to write something. It’s been several years now. Have you written something effective? Did you get the Lu Xun Prize for Literature? Or did you get the Nobel Prize for Literature?"

Wu Zeqing, who was still pretending to be strong, was touched by her mother's sharp questioning. She was speechless and could only hang up the phone silently.

"Zeqing! Zeqing... Are you talking? Stinky girl, hung up on my phone again!" Wu Mu said angrily.

And Wu Zeqing, who was on the other end of the phone, was lost in thought and reflection.

"Is it really wrong for me to insist on writing like this? Why don't I get the rewards I deserve when I work hard? Do those readers really like to read the stories I write? They will do it for the feelings and feelings of the characters in my pen. Does the story cry or laugh?"

Seeing the author's few subscriptions and rewards in the background, Wu Zeqing clenched his fists, his eyes were sour, he wanted to cry but couldn't cry. After three years of persistence and continuous creation every day, she has a steady stream of inspiration, but her passion for creation has been polished bit by bit by her cold results.

"Maybe, I really have no literary talent! Maybe, the readers I can see are just reading my books in their leisure time. Maybe, I should listen to my parents from the beginning and find A good job, and then find a good family to marry. Why do you have such an unrealistic dream? What story do you write?"

She laughed at herself at the writer's backstage, Wu Zeqing shook her head and sighed, "Perhaps, it's time to wake up from the dream now!"

Just when Wu Zeqing was about to give up writing this exhausted novel, she was about to go back home and follow the steps to lead the life of a white-collar worker or a young woman married to her classmates. Suddenly, she saw Readers will reward book coins on the pages of their works.

"Huh? Some readers got up to read books this morning and gave me a reward?"

The rewards I saw at the beginning were just a few hundred book coins, which was a normal reward. Wu Zeqing smiled when she saw the username, called "madman". She was very familiar with this username and was a very loyal fan. She even added this "madman" QQ and chatted for a few words, knowing he is A senior high school student.

"Hey! I'm sorry, lunatic, I'm sorry you readers who are loyal and genuine subscriptions." Wu Zeqing shook her head, feeling infinitely guilty, she was struggling.

At this moment, the reward amount on the work page suddenly went over again, and a reward of one hundred thousand book coins was smashed down.

"Oh my God! One hundred thousand book coins, equivalent to a thousand yuan in Renminbi?" Wu Zeqing was stunned, because she saw that the readers who rewarded them were still this "madman".

(Ps: I have hesitated for a long time today, whether I want to write this relatively'spoof' but very important plot planned long ago! In the end, I decided to write myself in! Haha! It's quite interesting to read, beautiful writer Wutonghuo, do you like me? I know, you all love me! WeChat and friends have received hundreds of "I love Wutonghuo".)