My heart felt like a stone had fallen into the bottomless depths of showing off, getting heavier and heavier.
Gu Chen looked at her confused expression, and a hint of heartache briefly appeared in his eyes, but he then concealed it well.
He withdrew his hand that was pinching her chin, glanced at her red chin, then looked away again, his face returning to indifference, an expression of complete indifference.
"Think about it carefully." Gu Chen was unwilling to push her too hard after all.
He turned around and left the room abruptly, leaving Lin Xin alone in the empty room.
She sat motionless in the chair, her hands mechanically turning on the computer, her eyes fixed on the screen.
It was her former editor at Leguo Novel Network who suddenly found her and asked her to continue writing books.
During her college years, she completed two novels. The results were not very good, but her writing style was mature, the stories were warm and touching, and they were easy to move people, and the reader retention rate was extremely high.
After a while.
"Okay." After she typed this word, it was sent successfully. The things hanging in her heart suddenly fell to the ground. The confused and slightly sad eyes gradually became firm, revealing a hint of light.
That night, her inspiration flowed and she came up with the entire framework of the story.
At three o'clock in the morning, she stretched her waist, and her legs were numb when she stood up. She stood on the balcony, feeling the night breeze and looking at the full moon in the corner of the sky. Her heart seemed to be filled with something and felt fulfilled.
Even at three in the morning, she didn't feel tired at all.
She hadn't touched it for nearly two years, but picking it up again was not as difficult as she had imagined. Instead, she was full of fighting spirit and energy. It was obvious that she had used these two years to realize how important it was to cherish.
Passion can withstand the ups and downs of winning and losing, but it cannot withstand a long period of absence.
If you love it, just keep going.
She wrote very smoothly at the beginning, producing 60,000 words in three days. After she published 10,000 words on the same day, she received the news of the contract.
She was very excited and printed out the contract with great energy. When she saw the author's name, she looked a little dazed.
When the forest is deep, I see Gu.
The original sentence was "When the forest is deep, you will see a deer", but she liked Gu Zhiye at that time, so she thought of him first when she was thinking of a pen name. The website was also very helpful and approved her pen name.
At that time, I was shy and had my own little thoughts, but now, my heart seems empty, all feelings have disappeared, like a desert with no grass at all, lifeless.
On the other side, Gu Chen also received Xiaoxue's text message. He smiled with satisfaction, but suddenly seemed to realize his emotions and pretended to be deep.
She figured it out, so why should she care about him?
He looks like he is being hypocritical but actually being upright.
He threw his phone aside.
He is also working non-stop to build an industrial chain. The online literature website he acquired is Leguo Novel Network, which also has a film and television company under its umbrella. However, the online literature he acquired is not well-known and can be said to be at the bottom of the industry.
He immediately decided to have professionals design the interface for the online novel, striving to be unique and stand out in the industry. At the same time, he also spent a lot of money to poach big names from other websites, trying to make this online novel at the forefront of the industry in the shortest possible time.
Celebrity endorsements and free advertising are used to attract readers from other websites.
The approach is too radical and the investment is huge, which will definitely be a huge loss for the company's shareholders. Gu Chen boasted that any part exceeding normal operations can be transferred out of his account.
Although Lin Xin wrote smoothly at the beginning, nothing goes smoothly. She got stuck after 60,000 words. She has always been weak in story layout. In addition, two years have passed, and even familiar things will become somewhat unfamiliar.
Her condition that day was simply at rock bottom. She got up at seven in the morning, washed, had breakfast, and sat in front of the computer. She started writing around eight o'clock. She typed just a few words and stopped instantly. After that, the intervals between typing became longer and longer. She scratched her hair, touched her neck, and looked at what she had written before. It was simply a mess.
She decisively deleted the four hundred words she had spent an hour writing, her face full of sorrow, "No, no..."
When she is in a bad state, her brain starts to fight with her, and she is completely immersed in the story and cannot get out of it. She rubbed her hair, and it suddenly flew up, with a somewhat messy beauty.
If you ignore her frown.
She adjusted for ten minutes, and then continued to write according to what she had in mind, but what she wrote was always a little off, so she deleted it again. She wrote and deleted, deleted and wrote again, over and over again. Lin Xin's mentality was a little broken.
Around eleven o'clock in the morning, looking at a blank document, she gradually calmed down, looked through her outline, and reviewed it from the beginning. There were indeed some problems here.
But she was a little unsure. If something happened here, it would very likely affect the later parts, because this plot was a small climax, and there were more clues hidden later.
She was quite conflicted, and she was so conflicted that it lasted until twelve o'clock. When there was a sudden knock on the door, she was still immersed in her own confusion. She didn't hear the loud sound even though it was loud.
Xiaoxue was full of confusion. Could it be that the young lady had gone back to sleep for a nap again?
No way, the young lady is not used to this.
She knocked again and called out, "Young Madam."
But there was still no response from the room. Xiaoxue once thought that no one was inside. She stood at the door, frowning, thinking about the young lady's behavior in the past few days.
It seems to reveal something weird.
For example, he often daydreams and picks up cilantro that he doesn't like, and he mutters a few words from time to time.
And he often stays in his room and never goes out.
She usually goes out for a walk.
She thought of a piece of news she had seen two days ago, in which a well-known author died in his villa more than ten days before being discovered. His body was already smelly.
Many netizens have commented that people who engage in art may become crazy if they are not careful, and even if they make money, they may not have the life to spend it.
When she thought of it, she felt a chill on her back and sweat broke out on her brow. Her fingers trembled as she fell on the door handle. Just as she was about to use force, she suddenly pulled back.
She quickly walked to the side and reflexively called Gu Chen. Her heart was pounding as she listened to the voice waiting to be answered on the phone.
Second Young Master, please answer it quickly.
I felt like my heart was about to beat out of my chest.
"Hello." Gu Chen finally picked up the phone. Seeing that it was her call, the first thing he thought of was if something had happened to her?
Xiaoxue held the phone tightly, her voice trembling so much that it was almost inaudible.
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