Has the sick and weak attack lost its horse today?

Song Ning: Thank you, did you understand?

Strictly speaking, Yan Gexu's first published book is not a novel, but a collection of family letters called "The Edge".

"I am walking on the edge of life and death. Death is more comfortable, and life is difficult, but thinking that I am going to the side of life, I am closer to love. So I decided to jump to the cliff called survival."

"Brother, I couldn't jump up and down with you when I was young, and I didn't dare to travel around with you when I grew up. If nothing else, I will give you a preview of being a father. Let me tell you, don't want to control too much, otherwise if I I’m not sick. At this age, I’m definitely rebelling against you. Fortunately, I’m sick, so I have nothing but love for you. When you give birth to a child, remember to introduce me to the child, saying that his father is a very happy father. Experienced ones, after all, they raised me in advance."

At that time, he thought that his life was not long, so he wanted to leave something behind. After the operation was successful, Yan Gexu slowly turned to the creation of novels.

At the awards ceremony before, Wang Du felt that he was not popular, but there was nothing wrong with him. He was young, and his popularity was somewhat inexplicable. There are many young people, but they are indeed literary, which can be said to make book reviewers love and hate.

Yan Gexu doesn't mind these things. He has read a lot of serious books, and he has also read a lot of online articles. The aesthetic threshold of online articles is lower. , logic, and connotation are bonus points in comparison, but they are not necessary. Yan Gexu also suffered from inaccurate routines at the beginning, and only after doing his homework can he write something famous.

From his point of view, He Hengguang can be said to be very untalented in writing. Whether it is serious or online, it can be seen that he has not received any training.

In short - suffered from lack of culture.

Yan Ge continued to take another look at it patiently, but he still felt his eyes were hot, so he quit and swiped to the comment area, only to find that almost half of the comment area followed his id to watch the excitement.

A few in the comment area were curious about the comments of a few chapters, but they could only say that they heard a lot of vomiting.

Yan Ge continued to feel distressed, but he couldn't help him out.Don't be so embarrassing about what He Hengguang wrote, he can barely make up for it.

Yan Ge continued to try the password on Weibo several times before logging into the Weibo that he used to write online articles back then. Most of the private messages were asking him when he would start a new article, but at that time Yan Ge continued to write a book he wrote. If I think it's passable, I lose interest for a while and go back to write other things.

He has disappeared for a long time, and there are not many private messages recently, and a certain familiar id is in sight again.

... When will a certain kid be able to change a Weibo account? Is it difficult to switch accounts?Is it difficult to apply for an additional account?

Yan Gexu opened the private message column speechlessly, and found that the child's cheekiness is consistent.

[Hello, wife, I am the author of the embarrassing and bullying article. I saw my wife commented on it, so I want to ask if my wife has read the content, do you have any suggestions? ] "..." Yan Gexu really wants to say that you go back and read the speech of the savage in the previous chapter 42, that's what I want to say.

【Do you really want to write...】

【think】

[What is the goal? 】

【make money】

Fuck, it's too real to cause discomfort.

Yan Gexu is already used to the speed at which the other party can reply to Weibo private messages in seconds.I really want to say forget it, I can’t save it, let’s die/penalize it, and I suggest giving up writing.But Yan Gexu has nothing to do now anyway, so he was thinking about whether to try harder.

[Okay... I can try to take you for a while... But I have a few requests] [You say!I promise to be obedient, the cosmic spiral is invincible and obedient. 】【First, throw away the old article and start a new article directly. You need to write an outline. You can write at least 3000 words a day. If you can’t do it, forget it】【I can! (Super Loud)] The main reason is that Yan Ge’s continuation of the old text is ineffective, so asking him to change it is probably the same as rewriting it.

[Second, don't tell anyone else that I brought you, understand? 】【I understand, the bosses are relatively low-key】Yan Ge continued to look at the other party's reply and thought to say no.If it’s too good, just pretend you haven’t brought it.

[Third, I may write a new article in the future, but you are not allowed to read my new article] [You say so, I want to read my wife even more! 555 Why Are You Testing Me Like This!And why can't you read it 5555] [Because you don't have your own style now, and what I can teach you is based on my personal experience, you will be affected after reading my article] [Okay.Be cute.jpg] This rhetoric of style is false.Just when he had the idea of ​​writing something, Yan Gexu suddenly had an impulse. He wanted to write a story about redemption, not who he saved, but how he was saved.

Whether it is online literature or serious literature, from a strict point of view, the ultimate destination is the readers, and readers can draw a certain sense of strength from it, even if it is short-lived courage to face tomorrow, it is good literature.

Because of his argument, Wang Du would choke with him almost every time they met.

Wang Du attributed his rhetoric to the degeneration of young authors and the dwarfing of literature. Incorporating non-literary content into the literary framework is tantamount to destroying the White Tower.

Yan Gexu does not deny this point of view, but he still believes in freedom and diversity. Anyway, the choice itself is also diverse, and they can use their own methods to prove the correctness of their own path.

In the days that followed, Yan Ge continued to play the role of a stern teacher, and tuned/taught the rubbish homework He Hengguang gave him every day. Countless times, whether this person played games or had a peak IQ He was skeptical and tried back and forth on the verge of giving up, but He Hengguang was the kind of student who would have a sense of accomplishment in teaching, with a low starting point, diligent and hardworking, and every time he handed in homework, he could see progress.

The life that Yan Ge continued to live in was quite good, but he was strongly hindered by Song Ning in his plan to launch online articles.

"President Xiao Yan, didn't you say to close the pen! Don't write any more! Have you been facing the computer for more than 6 hours today?" Song Ning threatened to dial Yan Chongzhou's phone at any time.

"It's only six hours, okay? In the middle, you kept interrupting me to eat, take a nap, rest and exercise many times, well, many times. I used to either not write, or write all day. I am already better than before There is a lot more control." Yan Ge continued to protest seriously.

"It's because you keep writing things like this, that Mr. Yan didn't let you write. If you can write two hours a day, you won't be stopped." Song Ning continued to struggle.

"What can I write in two hours? And it's hard to catch up when my thoughts are interrupted." Yan Gexu's writing habits are also difficult to change. Some people may be able to write all the time and still be able to catch up. Yes, but Yan Ge may have to prepare for a long time before the continuation. The kind of writing that will not stop at the beginning, writing in the dark, and not sleeping. If you let him sleep, he will say that he cannot sleep. Anyway, it is very difficult. do.

"Take a rest, let President Yan come over, you choose one." Song Ning gradually hardened, he didn't control very strictly at first, but found that the person was lying on the bed with his mobile phone and would write until one or two in the morning, which scared him silly , He was still thinking about why the other party was in poor spirits every morning these days, and kept complaining about having a headache.

"Okay! Your wings are stiff, right?" Yan Ge continued with a guilty conscience, "Just rest when you rest, why are you shouting so loudly, give me the phone, I can play with the head office, right?"

"I'll give you the phone after you drink this porridge." Song Ning was going to die of anger during this time, and Yan Ge continued to make things difficult.

"I have a headache, I don't want to eat, and I want to vomit after drinking it. It's all because of the newly added medicine. Can I not take that medicine?"

"Headache doesn't hurt all the time, does it? If it keeps hurting, then contact the doctor for another medicine.

"It hurts at first, but it's gotten better these two days." Yan Gexu also knew that he couldn't avoid it, but occasionally he still wanted to live a little more comfortably.Most of the medicines used to control the disease have a series of side effects, and the period just after taking the medicine is the most uncomfortable.

Seeing Yan Gexu reluctantly sipping porridge, Song Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief, and sent the phone back to Yan Gexu for him to play with.

Yan Ge continued to scroll through the news boredly, and then suddenly saw an unpleasant text message. The knee specialist he had asked to make an appointment had finally returned to China during this period of time and had an appointment for a consultation, but it was time to report Time, the reporting office said that no one has reported, whether to cancel the appointment and arrange other patients first.

Yan Gexu was already in a bad mood, and this message made him angry, so he called He Hengguang.

"Brother Xu!"

There was joy and a thick nasal voice on the phone. For He Hengguang, this was the first time Teacher Yan contacted him after two or three months. In the past, he was contacted through Song Ning. Even if he wanted to ask something, he didn't dare to disturb the other party, he only dared to ask Brother Song Ning how the other party was doing.

But for Yan Gexu, he actually has contact with He Hengguang every day. Whether it’s good to take him to write articles, watch the live broadcast occasionally, or take He Hengguang to play games with him, the chances of chatting are really rare. He didn’t feel unfamiliar, so he didn’t feel unfamiliar when he spoke, with a hint of preaching: “Song Ning told you today to make an appointment for a specialist consultation, right? Didn’t he ask you if you want him to accompany you? You said you were close Just go by yourself, what about people now? The nurse's station has already said that the appointment time is almost past."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm going now. I remembered the consultation time. I didn't notice that I had to report 35 minutes earlier. I'm already in the hospital. Take the elevator up now. Don't be angry, Mr. Yan."

"Okay, take a good look at your knees, and tell others about your wrists. You are young, don't torment your body, and let people stop worrying about you." Yan Ge continued to hang up the phone after explaining a few sentences .

The other side said hello, but Yan Gexu heard that the breathing sound was a little short, and the voice seemed to be muffled.

The young man has not yet reached the age where he can hide all his emotions decently, and he can hear panic through the mobile phone. Yan Ge continued to soften his tone and asked him: "What's the matter? Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

The other side was silent for a few seconds before asking hesitantly, "I...have I caused a lot of trouble for Teacher Yan?"

Before he could answer, he quickly asked himself and answered: "It's okay to leave me alone. The knee problem has nothing to do with Mr. Yan. I won't talk nonsense, and I won't let you worry about it. "

"So... can you not be angry? I really know I was wrong. I didn't mean to be late. "