Fangzheng said, "Uh … It can't be that bad, right?"
Yu Nian shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "It will only be worse than you think. Do you know? I'm getting married today. "
Fangzheng nodded to express his understanding.
Yu Nian said, "But you definitely don't know how many blind dates I've gone on to reach this stage."
"How many times?"
Yu Nian said, "We started going on blind dates three years ago. Five times a month, sixty times a year, 180 times in three years! Basically, I used up almost all of my resources before I found someone who was willing to talk to me. Most of the time, when the woman asks me what I do for a living, I say I'm a web novelist, and that's the end of the matter. "
"That tragic?"
Yu Nian said, "More or less. In the eyes of most girls, web novelists are a bunch of poor otakus. Because they don't understand you, they can only ask their friends around them. Most of the web novelists that his friends knew were one of five to six million people, or those who were barely scraping by. So, the feedback I got was … I can't live like this. "
Fangzheng said, "Then do you hate them?"
Yu Nian shook his head and said, "If I don't hate him, why should I? It was just a blind date, not a betrayal. Everyone has the right to choose their own happiness. I can't ask others to make do with me because of my misfortune. "
When Fangzheng heard that, he smiled. "It's good that you think that way. You said that last year it was still 1200. How much is it this year? "
Yu Nian said, "I'm considered a clumsy bird that flies late. After ten years of hard work in literature, I finally exploded in the second half of last year. Right now, I can earn twenty to thirty thousand yuan a month. In addition to the channel fees and physical publishing fees, the most I got in a month was more than a hundred thousand. "
At this point, Yu Nian was a little proud. He did not forget to add, "Moreover, my copyright is also being negotiated. If it succeeds, I should be able to get about a million yuan."
Fangzheng gave him a thumbs up. "Impressive. In that case, your conditions should be very good. At the very least, it's better than most people in Songwu County, right? "
Yu Nian said, "I think so too, but it's useless for me to think about marriage. The girl has to think so too … "
Fangzheng said, "By the way, you are getting married today, right? Why did you come to This Penniless Monk? "
At this point, Yu Nian's spirited eyes instantly dimmed. He said bitterly, "Master, I actually wanted to ask you if I should continue writing web novels."
"Why are you asking This Penniless Monk?"
Yu Nian subconsciously took out a pack of cigarettes and wanted to smoke. However, when he took it out, he remembered that he was in a monastery and could not smoke.
Fangzheng smiled. "Let's go out for a walk. We can smoke outside."
Yu Nian nodded gratefully and left with Fangzheng.
Although the snow on the mountain was thick, it had not snowed for many days. The mountain wind was strong enough to blow the thick snow into a layer of stone-like snow crust. When stepping on it, one would not sink. It was like walking on cement.
The only difference was that it was a little slippery …
In addition, there were many tourists. The people who came every day just relied on their feet to make a path in many places on the mountain.
Therefore, it was not difficult for the two of them to walk.
Yu Nian lit a cigarette and took a deep breath before saying, "I'm very confused. I don't know if I should continue."
Fangzheng did not say a word and waited quietly.
Yu Nian continued, "I like writing. I've liked it since I was young, but I've never had any channels to rely on to make a living. As you know, the sales of traditional publications aren't high, and the remuneration they give is pitiful. Most importantly, it's very difficult to be selected if there's no relationship. Therefore, even if it's just a few yuan, it's not that easy to earn. "
Fangzheng nodded with deep emotions. This was because there was an old man in One Finger Village in the past. He used to teach private schools, and he was full of nonsense. Every word he said was roundabout. Back then, Fangzheng felt that the other party was sour, but when Fangzheng grew up, he realized that the old man was eloquent. He quoted classics and was very interesting.
Fangzheng still remembered that the old man had once flown into a rage. He stood on the street and cursed for more than an hour. In the end, he recited an essay. Back then, Fangzheng was curious and listened to it, but he did not remember it.
Later, when he went to school and learned this essay, he realized that it was a poem that Old Mister Wen Yiduo used to curse — Dead Water!
Back then, the old man had submitted a manuscript to the county's publication, but it was rejected.
It didn't matter if it was rejected. In the beginning, the old man even said to others that there were too many outstanding literati in the world, and that what he wrote wasn't good enough …
However, when that issue was published, the old man saw that the poem that replaced his spot was …
"Ah, sky, you are very blue.
You are so blue …
I dream of flying up,
Unfortunately, I don't have the chance. "
That's right. It was such a poem that replaced the poem that the old man had been pondering over for a month.
Hence, the old man was infuriated. He ran to the county city overnight and blocked the entrance of the publication, cursing the people inside. Later, he learned that the person who wrote the poem was a retired cadre. He had nothing to do, but he wanted to be a scholar and cultivate his character.
Not only did that poem replace the old man's poem, but it also won the city's award. The cadre was dumbfounded back then. When he went to receive the award, he threw the certificate away and said, "What the heck … That crappy thing of mine can win an award? Are you kidding me? Or are you scolding me? "
Then, the old cadre flicked his sleeves and left …
That became a joke at that time.
The old man didn't know what happened after that. In any case, after that incident, he started cursing when he returned. He also recited Dead Water on that day.
Fangzheng couldn't remember the entire content of Dead Water, but he had always found the last one or two sentences very delightful. Therefore, he had a deep impression of it. He could still recite it now: "Why don't we let the ugliness reclaim it and see what kind of world it will create?"
With this in mind, Fangzheng said casually.
When Yu Nian heard that, he said wistfully, "Sigh, although not all of them are like that, as long as one's luck is bad and encounters one, they probably won't be in the mood to write."
Fangzheng nodded slightly. Ever since that incident, the old man had left One Finger Village. There had been no news of him ever since.
He had probably despaired of certain things …
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