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Chapter 42 Sobbing Barley

In a blink of an eye, Zhao Shucheng and Xu Hongdou have been in Yunmiao Village for a month.

Xu Hongdou has almost adapted to her current life. She volunteers every day when she goes to a small restaurant, chats with people in the yard and drinks tea. Her mental state is much better than when she first came, and now she can go to bed early and get up early.

The people in the courtyard were also busy with their own affairs. Damai was still busy creating, but she no longer cared about the bad reviews of readers. Instead, she thought carefully about how to write a better story.

Maqiushan no longer just sits and practices meditation every day, but instead begins to seriously plan their own project plans, study recipes and future business competition.

Hu Youyu still insisted on writing songs, but he also started to broadcast live while singing in the bar. In addition to singing every day, he edited videos and updated them stably. He is already a young singer with a certain fan base.

However, Nana still works peacefully in Youfeng Small House, day after day, as if she really wants to take root here.

Zhao Shucheng's life has not changed much. He still rests on a recliner every day except for eating, but rests on a recliner. Sometimes Xie Heshun and Xie Xiaoxia would come to Zhao Shucheng to discuss wood carving. However, most of the time Zhao Shucheng talks with Xie Heshun, but Xie Xiaoxia records it on the side.

There was not much change in Yunmiao Village, but Hu Zi's mother, who had been working outside for many years, came back. When she went to pick up her child after school, Hu Zi was very unfamiliar with her mother and was even unwilling to hold hands with her mother. This undoubtedly made Hu Zi's mother feel uncomfortable. Unexpectedly, her son was so apart from her. Hu Zi's grandmother comforted her that the child was separated from her parents for a long time, and she would get close to her as long as she stayed for a few more days.

Xie Zhiyao is still busy with the village affairs. He asked his company's designer Ye Sen to shoot a promotional video for the village. On the one hand, he can promote Yunmiao Village online, and on the other hand, he can also show the situation here for those who are interested in investing here, so that they have confidence in the investment.

In the evening, Xu Hongdou called her mother and elder sister to report on her situation this month.

Xu Hongmi heard that her sister was actually volunteering in a tourist place and said, "You have finally had a few months of vacation and have worked for someone again. How much does it cost to you?"

"I'm a volunteer, I think it's quite meaningful, I'm responsible for three meals."

"It's over. Are you brainwashed? The specialty of capitalists is that they can brainwash. Do you lack that food? Or are they giving you some delicacies?"

Xu Hongdou said: "It's really a delicacy."

"Those who can brainwash Hongdou are not ordinary people." Xu's mother said with a smile.

"This time I can give people free work, but next time I may go to pyramid schemes."

Xu Hongdou smiled and said, "Okay, my good sister, so I can be brainwashed with confidence. No matter what you say, I won't be angry, I won't be angry."

Xu's mother said, "My bean has improved. If you want me to tell me, you should go out and relax and have a broad mind."

Xu Hongdou said, "Mom, I knew you would support me. By the way, I sent you some local specialties, remember to collect them."

"Okay, I understand. By the way, can you buy the ball you sent last time? Your Aunt Sun came with your children before, and I like it. But because you sent it to us, we can't give it to you Aunt Sun. If it's convenient for you, you can send one to us and give it to you Aunt Sun."

Xu Hongdou was stunned for a moment and said, "You mentioned the ghost gong ball? You can't buy it, but I can have someone make a new one. Okay, mom, I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to have a midnight snack."

"You're still having midnight snacks, be careful to be fattened." Xu Hongmi said with a smile.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Hongdou looked at Zhao Shucheng's room on the second floor with some melancholy. In fact, when she asked Zhao Shucheng to do ghost martial arts balls before, she paid the price.

Although the two have already confirmed their relationship, they have always been limited to entering and leaving the same person, and at most they are timid. Of course, Zhao Shucheng must take the initiative during this period and often says something that makes her blush, but she never goes beyond the line.

But she really likes ghost martial arts, so in order to get Zhao Shucheng to take action, she had to kiss Zhao Shucheng on his own initiative for the first time, which made Zhao Shucheng embarrassed to refuse.

However, since that day, the relationship between Xu Hongdou and Zhao Shucheng has returned to its previous state and has never taken any further steps.

Now that my mother asked me to send another ghost martial arts ball back, if I said to Zhao Shucheng, I would definitely make excessive demands. Although this is something that my boyfriend and girlfriend must have, Xu Hongdou is still a little unable to let go.

She felt that the progress between the two was a little too fast. Although they had been together for a long time, they even met day and night, but they became lovers so quickly and even had to live together, which was somewhat beyond Xu Hongdou's expectations.

After hesitating for a while, Xu Hongdou decided to ask Zhao Shucheng to make ghost training balls while he was asking Zhao Shucheng to have a midnight snack. With Damai and the others here, Zhao Shucheng should not make any excessive requests.

However, when Xu Hongdou arrived on the second floor and was about to call Damai out and then call Zhao Shucheng, when he walked outside the door of Damai's room, he heard sobs from inside.

The hand that was about to knock on the door stopped immediately. After hesitating for a while, Xu Hongdou walked to the balcony and shouted in a low voice: "Nana! Nana!"

After hearing this, Lin Na looked at Xu Hongdou and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xu Hongdou gestured and said, "I'm crying!"

Xu Hongdou and Lin Na finally called Damai down and asked, "Damai, what's wrong with you?"

"I can't write it."

"Is there no inspiration today?"

Damai shook his head and said, "You can't write a full-time job by relying on inspiration. I have long since lost inspiration for this story."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Lin Na asked curiously: "How to write if you have no inspiration?"

"You have to write without inspiration."

"How do you write it?"

"By perseverance, persistence, and burn the enthusiasm of life."

Lin Na said: "It sounds very passionate."

"It's also very painful. A movie said that pain is the soil for creation."

Xu Hongdou said: "Agree, but can you try hydroponics?"

Lin Na and Damai looked at Xu Hongdou curiously, not understanding what she meant.

"Sorry, I'm just kidding, I think you're in a bad mood."

"It's still a bit funny."

Lin Na also laughed and said, "Damai, you should tell us more. Although we don't know how to write, we can't help much, but if you say it, you will feel more comfortable."

"Well, I, I'm considering becoming a teacher. I started working as a full-time teacher in my senior year. As soon as I graduated, I became a full-time author. At that time, I was still young. At the beginning, I was physically strong and didn't care about anything. It was no problem to make 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a day, and my income was good. After writing for a few years, I slowly figured out some tricks, my writing style and storytelling, but I couldn't write so quickly."

"And the subjects I like to write are quite niche, so they are not very popular. They are scolded no matter what plot I write. I am too stressed and frustrated. I really don't know what to do. So after I think about the end of this novel, I followed my father's advice and went back to be a teacher."

Xu Hongdou said, "But you like writing novels very much."

"But my parents are also worried about me. They are an unpopular author like me, and then they write an unpopular subject. I don't have the confidence to do it well. I don't know if it can get better, whether there is my spring and my path to flower."

Damai scratched her head and said, "Actually, I am quite a vulgar person. I also want to make a lot of money, I also want to be liked by many people, and I also want to succeed."

"Who doesn't want this? Everyone is the same."

Lin Na nodded and said, "Yes, I always thought you didn't have to go to work, you made a lot of money, had free time, and so many readers liked it. Shouldn't you be very happy?"

"What you are talking about is rare and successful writers. The Internet always says how much money you writers make and how much copyrights are sold, but those are just one millionth of numerator formula, and we are the denominator of the food and clothing line."

Lin Na said: "But even so, if you really can't write it out, tell the readers that it should be fine if you stop for a few days, right?"

"No, authors like us eat serial meals. Not to mention the suspension of updates for a few days, it only takes three days. Your readers' comments plummeted, the list is gone, the income is gone, and all readers are gone. Because if you don't update, they will update twice, and this article will be ruined."

Lin Na said in confusion: "But as long as the story is good, readers will wait?"

Damai shook his head and said, "It's not that the situation you are talking about. It's like if you have 30 million yuan to deposit it in the bank and you will have a million yuan in income a year. As long as you write well, this premise has a huge gap and an insurmountable barrier with 99% of the authors. So every time someone asks me what you are doing and what you are writing, I can't speak, and I don't know what to say."

Xu Hongdou said, "So that's how it is. I have some of my own opinions and I don't know if it will be helpful to you."

"I actually envy you for having a job you like and being willing to give your enthusiasm. Although you say you like money and you also like success, I believe that if you have a work that you are particularly satisfied with, and you feel very accomplished and excited to write it, you must not write it out for a penny, right?"
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