Do I like this story?

Facing Anxi's last problem.

Li Yan froze.

Is this important?

What is important is readers, let them like it...

While he was thinking, a clear scream suddenly came from his ears.

"oh!!!"

Lin Shanpu pointed at Li Yan hard, and pointed back and forth for a long time before finally speaking.

"I see!"

"Don't send it."

“This book.”

"Don't send it!!"

Li Yan was so scared that he opened his mouth: "Didn't you always say it's very interesting? I said it this morning."

"Of course, I really think it's very interesting. The stories written by the Wild Dog teacher must be very interesting." Lin Shanpu grabbed Li Yan's arm and said, "But if the Wild Dog teacher feels boring, then I will feel bored in an instant... Really, I don't expect any subsequent development at all..."

Lin Shanpu said, slashing his arms and asked with a serious look on his face: "Teacher Wild Dog, don't lie this time. Tell me, will you be happy when writing this book? Even if you write for an hour and a second, is that okay?"

“Is this important?”

"This is the only thing that matters!"

In silence, Li Yan slowly raised his hand and grabbed it on his head: "I was very happy at the beginning of the seed stage, and then... it was like solving chemistry problems..."

"Is it the same as before, I miss the eunuch without any inspiration?"

"No." Li Yan shook his head blankly, "I know what to write, and how to write it. It's just like solving chemistry problems, and what's there to be happy with..."

"!" Lin Shanpu's eyes flashed, and her big arm waved again, "Then forget this book and write works that make you happy and readers can be happy. If you don't publish it, you won't be considered eunuch!"

It began, and the spoiled bad woman began again.

This will only turn people into waste.

"It can't be like this." Li Yan said in a deep voice, "If you want to make a living by this, you must overcome the boredom. Even if you solve the chemistry problem, you still have to solve it for a year."

"But..." Lin Shanpu looked at Li Yan in confusion, "If you are unhappy... why should you be a writer?"

"because……"

Li Yan opened his mouth several times, but stopped the sound several times.

He only discovered.

Faced with this problem, I have long lost my position.

Lin Shanpu's eyes shone without hello like a searchlight in the middle of the night.

"If you are just working, just trying to make money, just want to survive..."

"Then go to be an engineer, a civil servant, or any profession..."

"Why do you still need to be a writer?"

"You have said you have to pay the price of being in danger."

"What do you want?"

Li Yan opened his mouth stupidly and had no idea how to answer.

I want to ask a question.

Can you marry bad women even if you are doing those things?

No no no no...

Not this problem.

It has nothing to do with anything else, this is the root of the writer.

It is the initial and final problem-

Why write.

!

At this moment, it was like a breeze blowing through my mind, and it was like the waves fading away from the sand.

The sorrow dissipates.

He is just a wild dog.

A wild dog staring at the top of the mountain, only caring about thorns, trying to split a wild dog up the mountain.

His eyes were surprisingly firm.

I just forgot why I set out.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing this question, the wild dog stopped his claws and turned around.

What am I doing...

Where are you going to go...

At this moment, he was suddenly hit back to the origin.

Looking around.

The infinite future unfolds at this moment.

In this world as bright as flowers, there are the tops of the mountain that he once missed.

Next...

Where are you going?

Go to the unknown.

Where is the road?

At the feet.

Come back.

I feel like I'm back, my strength, and my spirit is back.

All are back.

"I like writing books." Li Yan looked ahead, his eyes as if ignited, "Write the books I like and write them to those who like me."

"Yes!!!" Lin Shanpu pursed his lips hard, and he couldn't cry no matter what he said this time. "What kind of fine products are expected, what dream starts? If you don't like it, even the last little bit of expectation will be erased! If you continue writing this way, you have no expectations for fine products at all. The fine products will only be a coffin, and you want to lie in and rest quickly."

Li Yan's pupil was shattered, he opened his mouth slightly, and nodded a few times in a daze.

Then he grabbed his phone and clicked on the fat avatar.

【Wild Dog: I got it.】

【Wild Dog: Use spare tire.】

More than twenty kilometers away.

"Roar!! Hahahaha!"

"It's me, I've been pulled back!!"

An Xisa opened the keyboard and smiled at the sky.

I have been sleeping on firewood and tasting gall for so long, and the spare tire has been started.

"Fuck me, I'm so scared." Fei Yuan, who had just put on his backpack, turned his face and scolded him.

Then, the door of the rear office opened.

"Li Gefei, you are crazy!"

Li Gefei thrust, turned around and scratched his head, "I'm so excited, Mr. Na, just excited..."

"Or wild dog?"

"Yeah." Li Gefei laughed and said, "This kid doesn't have many friends at first sight. He can easily go all the way. Fortunately, I have been caring and guiding for a while, so I have been pulling it back."

"Oh..." Shana sighed, "The question is, how do you know you are right? Maybe this book will be popular?"

"For authors like Wild Dogs, if they don't like them, who would like what they wrote?" Li Gefei said, lifting his glasses hard, "Only I have absolute confidence in this judgment."

"Then come on, I'm not in the mood to care about this." Shana rubbed her forehead and said, "Just just now, Fan Qingfeng called, it seemed like he was writing it out. I'm going to come to me tomorrow to discuss the subsequent development... No, I can't stand it alone... You two need one."

“…”

“…”
To be continued...