Money life

Chapter 187 The Long Road

After sending the dog to Aoxue's rented house, Zhang Yanjiang and Xiao Hang left.

Back at the Jingdang toy store, Xiao Hang drove away.

After seeing him off, Zhang Yanjiang went into the Dingdang toy store.

Zhang Jianzhi and Xiao Xue were still below waiting for him to come home. Seeing him coming back, Zhang Jianzhi asked, "Why did you come back so quickly?"

They thought their son would not come back until midnight after playing outside.

It's no wonder that Zhang Yanjiang and Xiao Hang used to play until midnight every time they went out to play.

"There are too many people, Qianqian and the others don't like it, so we will come back." He had no choice but to lie.

He didn't want to tell his parents about their rescue of the dog, otherwise they would definitely blame him when they found out.

He was too lazy to explain, and said, "Dad, Mom, it's getting late, let's close the door and rest."

"Have you had dinner?" Xiao Xue asked.

"No." He was very honest about this question, and he was the one who was dishonest, so there was no need to lie about it.

"We thought you would eat outside, but we didn't wait for you. I'll go and make you some." After saying that, Xiao Xue was about to go upstairs.

"Forget it, I'll go to the restaurant to buy something to eat. Parents, you don't have to wait for me. I'll take the key. I'll be back after dinner. Go and rest first." He said, walking to the cashier, Find the key to the store door and go out.

"Go and come back quickly, we are not tired yet, waiting for you to come back." Zhang Jianzhi said.

Zhang Yanjiang's heart warmed. He knew that his parents were worried about him, so no matter how late he came back, they would definitely wait for him at home, and they would not be able to rest at ease until he came back, otherwise they would not be able to sleep.

He nodded and said, "Then I'll buy it and eat it."

He put down the key and went out the door.

Most of the nearby shops have been closed, and only some restaurant-like shops are left open.

He bought a donburi nearby and went home.

After going upstairs, he finished his meal and went back to his room.

He took a shower, dried his hair, and sat in front of the computer.

Turn on the computer, QQ is flashing.

He opened it, and it was like a fish in water.

Open the chat window and enjoy yourself: Are you busy?

He replied: just came back from outside.

You Yu De Shui did not reply to the message, he did not wait, minimized QQ, opened Notepad, found the chapter to be published, modified, pasted, opened the Yudian web page, opened the author's zone, found the published book, created a new chapter, copied , published regularly.

He is already very familiar with this series of operations, almost twice a day.

Close the browser, open Notepad, and start coding.

After typing, he realized that it was past twelve o'clock in the morning.

He looked at QQ, and he didn't reply to the message.

He turned off the computer and went to take a shower.

After washing up, Yu Yu De Shui still did not reply to the message.

Charge your phone, go to bed, and rest.

What happened today was like a dream.

Before he knew it, he slowly fell asleep...

"Ding, ding." The continuous sound of QQ woke up the sleeping Zhang Yanjiang.

He opened his eyes and muttered, "Who, you don't sleep in the middle of the night."

He turned on his phone, it was the news that he was a fish in water.

You Yu De Shui sent him several messages, and he opened the chat window.

Fish in water: Sunshine, I have good news for you. An author I know got an appointment from a great god.

Fish in water: Are you asleep?
Fish in water: Sorry to disturb you so late.We just finished chatting, and today he is very happy, saying that he wants to celebrate.

Swimming in water: Great God promises, how far is it from us.

Fish in water: I'm thinking, when will I get the appointment from the great god.

Fish in water: It's a pity that he is not the author of Yu Dian, if he is, he can push the chapter.

Looking at the news from You Yu De Shui, Zhang Yanjiang sighed.

No one who writes novels wants to become a god, right?They all have this dream, but dreams are dreams after all, and they will wake up sooner or later.

But many people are still rushing to become great gods and platinum. They are lonely, but they are also very strong. They come step by step. Their "dreams" wake up, but occasionally, they still look forward to getting the appointment , and even got a Platinum contract.

You Yu Deshui has persisted for three years, and a novel that has not been signed has written more than 500 million words. It must be a dream, right?And the dream is to become a writer, a master, a platinum writer.

He wanted to comfort Swim Fish in Water, but felt inappropriate, after all, he expressed his happiness too.

He thought about it, typed a few words, and sent them: Congratulations to your friend.

He didn't comfort Yuyushishui, nor did he say that he would definitely get some kind of chicken soup from the great god.

The news of being a fish in water came back quickly: You haven't slept yet?
"It's not that I didn't sleep, but I was woken up by you." He muttered, but he wouldn't send this to him.

His quick reply: no.

Fish in water: Just finished your work?
Zhang Yanjiang: Yes.

Fish in water: Don't keep busy, but also pay attention to rest.

Zhang Yanjiang: Yes.The same to you.

You Yu De Shui did not send any more messages, he thought he would not be chatting anymore.

He waited for a while, but he didn't send a message. He was about to turn off his phone to rest, when his message came: Do you have a dream of becoming a god?

Zhang Yanjiang was taken aback, he had never thought about this question.

There are three types of people who write novels, one is for dreams, that is, dreams of becoming gods, literary dreams, one is for making money, and the other is for hobbies, which have nothing to do with making money or becoming gods.

He doesn't know which kind he belongs to, but he can be sure that he is not the second kind. He has never thought of writing novels to make money.

As for becoming a god, he also longed for it, but he didn't want to become a god too much, he just wanted to write the story in his heart.

He thinks it should be his hobbies, but besides his hobbies, he also seems to have a literary dream.

He thought about it, typed a few words, and sent it: Maybe there is.

Swimming in water: Seeing my friend get a big appointment, I am very happy, happy for him.But I am very envious, and I also want to get the appointment of the Great God.

Zhang Yanjiang could understand his thoughts, and he typed a few words: As long as you work hard, you will have a chance, come on.

You Yu De Shui did not reply to the message.

Feeling his depression, Zhang Yanjiang wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

Most people who write novels should have heard too much chicken soup, and they are already immune to those chicken soups, so there is nothing to say about those words. After all, blindly persisting in this line of work is not necessarily good.

This road, everyone walks is very long, so long that there is no end, and there is no light at all.

Zhang Yanjiang suddenly felt a little lonely.

It was very late at night, and it was quiet outside, but he felt more and more lonely.

He typed a few words and deleted them.

This road is too long.

Fish in water: It has been three years, and I have been writing for three years. This road is too hard.

Fish in water: Sunshine, you know?I also want to become a god.

Fish in water: It's just a pity that I don't even have many readers so far.

"Ah." He sighed.

He typed two words and sent them: come on.

At this time, it is useless to say more, it is better to give a sentence as encouragement.

(End of this chapter)