Xiao Yan is really busy here. At first, Jiajia does her own homework, and then he teaches Jiajia what she can't do.

After that, Shen Luoying came back, and Jiajia was noisy and playing games. Well, as a father, she could only stay with her. After all, Jiajia had written almost an afternoon's homework, which should be rewarded.

After dinner in the evening, my father's little cotton padded jacket is on line.

"Dad, Jiajia won't disturb you at night. You're good at writing novels. Don't stay up late any more. Do you know?"

The little girl is also learning from her grandmother, hands akimbo, with the tone of elders.

"Well, dad knows."

Although Xiao Yan couldn't laugh or cry, he agreed.



So he was very free in the evening. However, because he was busy last night, he didn't care to watch Nalan Yanran's live broadcast, so he naturally wanted to watch it tonight.

In order to promise his daughter not to stay up late, he began to adjust his time tonight, adjusting the time period of writing his own street novel in the middle of the night before Nalan Yanran started broadcasting.

Otherwise, after watching the live broadcast of my ex-wife, I will stay up late.



Xiao Yan wrote very fast tonight. I don't know if he stayed up late to watch the influence of "doupo the sky" and "Douluo continent". He not only felt that his writing ideas began to change subtly, but also thought like a spring of water and inspiration like diabetes insipidus.

Writing is a profession that takes talent.

Xiao Yan may be a person with mediocre talent. In the past ten years, he has been trying different styles of works, but no matter whether he imitates or innovates, the result is not good.

Learning has become a kind of dog, but innovation is more miserable. Many websites even feel that there is no commercial value, so they don't sign a contract.

Enough to show that Xiao Yan's level is really poor, but after so many years of training, he still has some basic skills.

Since the traditional way of writing is not good, maybe he can find another way.



A simple summary is that he couldn't survive on land, so he went to the desert and found that his death was even worse. He ran into the water again and was drowned and half dead.

Finally, he finally found out that maybe he was a flying creature in the sky.

Xiao Yan is a dreamer. He is not only a porter, but also a dreamer.

At the same time, he is also analyzing and learning while copying "Dou Po Tian Tian" and "Dou Luo mainland". He hopes that one day, he will be able to write a truly recognized work by the market with his real ability.

So, at the moment, under the light of the night, he clattered out the writing techniques he had never tried before on the keyboard, and found that writing in this way was really smooth.

To put it bluntly, it is to take hatred and contradiction as the main line, like fighting against the sky.



After writing, Xiao Yan rubbed his cervical vertebra and stretched.

Although he was on the street, he still had several readers. After updating, he received feedback from readers very quickly.

[this chapter is well written. 100 book coins will be awarded. 】

although the 100 book currency is only 1 yuan, Xiao Yan's mood at the moment is even more happy than the reward of 500 yuan for "fighting against the sky".

Not because of the money, but because of his street novel readers finally gave him feedback that he wrote well.

What does that mean?

Xiao Yan's fingers trembled slightly with excitement, which showed that he had been on the street for 10 years, and he had finally reached the right threshold.

Sure enough, maybe the titles of these two chapters are also quite funny, and the subscription is much higher than the previous chapters.



Xiao Yan of course understands that this is only the first step in the long road. There are many skills and methods that he needs to learn. However, Xiao Yan knows the direction and he is no longer confused.

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