Stretched out in an o shape, a million words of scrapped manuscript?
If she persists for tens of thousands of words and still fails, she will give up.
"You are amazing. You managed to hold on."
Su Nuan smiled helplessly, "In the final analysis, it's just one word: poor."
Her original intention for writing was passion, and her motivation for persistence was poverty.
Jiang Wan knew that Su Nuan came from the countryside. Many people in the countryside had to work to earn work points. If Su Nuan wanted to live an easier life, writing was undoubtedly a way out.
"Who's rich these days?"
"We can only say that we don't have your perseverance. People like you can definitely accomplish whatever you do."
Water dripping wears away stone, iron rod is ground into a needle, success will come naturally if you work hard.
Mrs. Xu agreed, "Many people are eager to achieve quick success and instant benefits. There are very few people who are as down-to-earth as you, who take one step at a time."
Su Nuan felt embarrassed by the compliment and quickly changed the subject, "What were you guys talking about just now?"
"It's always the same old stuff."
"But you probably haven't heard of Comrade Su." Jiang Wan said.
"Really? What do you usually talk about?" Su Nuan asked.
"There are so many. Whose mother-in-law bullies others, whose daughter-in-law is hypocritical, whose son is beaten..."
Jiang Wan changed the subject and whispered unconsciously, "I'll tell you a secret. The mother of the deputy battalion commander of the first battalion, Duan Changgeng, is at home again to torture her daughter-in-law!"
"When I came here just now, I passed by their house and heard that old lady Zhu kept scolding her daughter-in-law. The scolding was very ugly. She called her a slut and a money-loser... Forget it, I still don't want to dirty your ears, Comrade Su."
"What I heard in the countryside was even worse, not to mention these few sentences," Su Nuan responded.
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