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When she was a child, Miao Xingzhou looked at her poor grades and did not work hard. She stayed in the village to study when she was about to enter junior high school.
She fell in love with painting and writing.
A beautiful anime character was drawn on the blackboard.
She looked at the people below the podium; one person was watching her draw.
She was praised for her drawings from a young age.
While there might be some talent, it's not much.
She wrote some words around the painting.
Miao Xingzhou doesn't study properly every day.
When I was transitioning from junior high to senior high, I attended a vocational high school.
My grades were also at the bottom of the class when I was in vocational high school.
The future is uncertain.
She entered the workforce, working in a factory and in sales, but she didn't stay in either for long.
Miao Xingzhou looked at the flowing crowds on the street, then went to her rented room, where she began to paint, and later wrote novels.
But most dreams are far from reality.
Tears slowly streamed down her face. Why had she become like this?
This is not what I wanted.
She went to sleep and arrived at the factory at seven o'clock.
The boss supervises everyone.
She was working too slowly and the boss scolded her.
The boss said, "You've been working here for a month and you're still making mistakes!"
Miao Xingzhou went home.
My sister called. "How about you find a job now?"
Miao Xingzhou: "I don't want to work."
Sister: "If you don't work, no one will support you."
She felt slightly upset. "I don't want to work now; it feels like a waste of time."
"You have high aspirations but low abilities."
Miao Xingzhou: "High aspirations but low abilities? I'm not like that."
As long as I can make a living, that's enough. So I rest when I earn money, and write and paint in my rented room.
She looked at her finished painting with a smile, but she hadn't earned a single penny.
Lying in bed, feeling lost about the future, should I really give up on my dreams?
She started to feel hungry, so she cooked a bowl of fried rice.
After finishing his meal, he smiled and continued drawing.
After finishing the painting, I admired it, and then looked at my phone for a while.
My mother called.
Miao Xingzhou answered the call with a smile.
Are you at work?
"I want to realize my dream."
Mom frowned, "What a load of rubbish."
Miao Xingzhou smiled and paused for a moment before saying, "I don't want to work. Working makes me feel like I'm suffering."
You'll get used to it.
"I can't get used to it. Every day I work feels like a waste of a day."
"You won't earn a single penny like this."
Miao Xingzhou: "I might not earn a single penny now, but maybe I will in the future."
"You can't make money by writing novels or drawing, so did they all go into drawing?"
Miao Xingzhou listened and said, "Hmm."
"No one in our village writes novels, that's impossible."
She hung up the phone and then started reading.
Why can't I do it for myself?
With persistence, even the hardest obstacles can be overcome.
Miao Xingzhou persisted for five years, but there was still no improvement, and she hadn't earned a single penny. She was so distressed she felt like she was going to die.
Is it really not suitable?
He lay in bed, gradually fell asleep, and returned to his elementary school classroom.
The teacher said, "Now, the results will be announced."
"Miao Xingzhou, ranked twelfth."
Miao Xingzhou looked at the results and scratched his head.
Teacher: "Look where you went wrong!"
Miao Xingzhou made the changes quickly, but it was all just carelessness.
Then I slowly started writing the novel, and then the teacher frowned and said, "Are you done revising?"
Miao Xingzhou handed it to the teacher, who looked at it and said, "Hmm."
The teacher then left.
She looked out the window, determined to study hard.
She opened the book and began to read it carefully.
The teacher said, "Now let's talk about the questions."
During the break, she continued doing her math homework...
I woke up from my dream and started happily writing novels.
If I get good grades, will my novels be even better?
She took out her junior high school books and started doing math problems, but the math problems were too difficult, especially the equations. She frowned and stared at the ceiling.
Even if I never succeed in my life, I will persevere.
As the month went by, she found another job.
With the rapid development of technology, it's really useless to be without a degree.
I can't even find a decent job.
The only option was to go to the factory and do that tiring and boring job.
While working, she was conceiving stories in her mind.
When she gets off work at nine o'clock in the evening, she takes a shower, then paints and writes novels.
She collapsed onto the bed.
In her dream, she saw her hobby making money.
She woke up and knew it was a fake, but she was still very happy.
When she was at work, she watched as parts kept coming off the assembly line and began to be assembled.
Another day passed by in monotony, with only novels and drawing to keep me company.
After getting off work at 9 pm, I took a shower and then turned on the air conditioner, as the temperature was very high in the summer.
I feel relaxed and comfortable when I sit in front of my computer tablet.
After more than two and a half hours, at 11 o'clock, I went to sleep.
I suddenly felt cold, so I turned off the air conditioner. Then I went back to sleep...
In my dream, I saw a huge tiger standing in front of me on a stone-paved road.
She watched as Tiger Brother suddenly raised his scythe at her.
Miao Xingzhou began to flee.
Then, a new tiger appeared behind the tiger.
She said, "Your wife is waiting, so stop chasing me!"
She jumped down what appeared to be a slope several hundred meters high.
Upon landing, grab a balloon from the air and fly through the air.
She looked up and up, above the clouds.
In the main feature, the clouds tell their own story.
Miao Xingzhou began to see countless kites.
There was also a rainbow.
She tried to touch the rainbow, and then she fell from the sky...
She watched as she boarded a flying ship.
She lay in bed, suddenly felt sleepy, and began to sleep.
I woke up from my dream, checked the time, and it was 6:30. I got up.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she saw that she was just an ordinary person. She didn't need to write novels or paint to earn a lot of money. She just hoped to be able to support herself and do what she liked every day. A thousand or two thousand a month would be fine with her.
Why are writing novels and drawing so difficult!
She believed that as long as she persevered, she would succeed!
When she went to work, she went to her post.
While eating at the factory, the auntie said, "You don't work well, but you eat a lot." Then she frowned deeply, poured all the food into her own bowl, nudged her, and said, "You're so fat."
Miao Xingzhou looked unhappy, but he didn't say anything.
She suddenly felt very sleepy while looking at her work.
The boss is right next to me.
She was so tired she could barely keep her eyes open. At nine o'clock, she finally got off work and went home smiling. She had earned another two hundred yuan that day.
She smiled as she looked at her small rented room and started taking a hot shower.
I draw in bed. Then I write an article before going to sleep.
She watched countless people brush past her as she walked along the road, watching the sun rise in the east.
Watching the tides rise and fall, one witnesses the myriad aspects of life.
She entered her house and saw a person sitting inside. This person looked at her and said, "Your writing and drawing are too bad. You should give up."
Miao Xingzhou: "Although dreams can't compare to life, I will still persevere. I really like it."
The man stood up, revealing spider legs beneath him.
Miao Xingzhou watched as he spun out spider silk, which transformed into a painting.
She looked at the pen on the table and began to draw on the wall. After finishing the drawing, she watched the spider monster slowly approach and then bit her own stomach with its mouthparts. The pain woke Miao Xingzhou up. She looked at the time; it was four o'clock. She got up to draw and write.
An hour passed, and I felt a bit sleepy, so I slept for another hour before going to work. On the way, I bought a steamed bun and entered the city.
The people here said, "Miao Xingzhou, I'll do what you do, you go and move the things."
Miao Xingzhou didn't move, and as a result, he was scolded.
Miao Xingzhou: "I'm just a young girl, I can't handle this. I don't want to switch with you either."
Another auntie said, "We all take turns; you can't have one person doing all the easy work."
"I've never seen you do this before! You just bully the easy targets! I quit!"
She started to leave.
The women watching from behind didn't say anything.
She called her mother. "I want to go home and farm."
Mom: "Why aren't you at work?"
Miao Xingzhou: "I resigned."
Mom smiled and said, "Why did you quit your job? Did someone insult you?"
"Um."
Her mother said, "I'll give you three thousand yuan. Find a new job."
"I don't want to work as a migrant worker; I'd rather farm in the village!"
Mom: "Your older brother and sister are all working, but you're not. Isn't that a bit unfair?"
Miao Xingzhou: "I want to realize my dream."
An angry, cursing voice came through the phone, "Thinking about things that are impossible for you!"
She returned home without hesitation. Her mother stood with her hands on her hips and said, "You're sponging off your parents now, not going to work. You have hands and feet, when are you going to start working?"
Miao Xingzhou: "I'm not planning to go to work."
She was looking at the computer screen, typing.
Mom: "You'll never get anything right!" She looked at me with a disappointed expression.
Miao Xingzhou: "I feel very miserable working. I want to pursue my dreams."
"If you keep chasing your dreams like this, won't you eat? What if you get sick? You haven't thought about any of that!"
She looked at the computer screen and said, "I want to farm."
"I don't care what you choose, it's none of my business, just don't starve to death."
She frowned.
My fingers suddenly became stiff.
Afterwards, as she looked at the computer, she wondered, "Is the path I chose the right one?"
It's still an insurmountable wall.
Should we move forward?
Looking at her drawing, her mother said, "You think you can make money with drawings like this?"
Miao Xingzhou looked at his sketch and said, "I haven't had any professional training, so it's really not very good."
The mother frowned as she looked at her drawing.
"It's better to give up sooner rather than later."
She thought that even if she didn't achieve her dream, she would still persevere.
While we were transplanting rice seedlings at home, my mother sighed, "You could earn a month's salary just by transplanting rice seedlings. Now you're working so hard, transplanting seedlings and drying the rice. It's exhausting."
"I feel happy to be able to stay at home and not be bullied by others. I'm not good at communicating with others."
Dad said, "It's good to stay at home; we can help with farm work."
Mom smiled too, the bright sun shining on her.
She felt dehydrated and drank water from a thermos.
Mom said, "You should go back first."
Miao Xingzhou: "I'll go cook first."
Mom: "Mmm."
She went home and started cooking.
I made three dishes.
When Mom and Dad came home at six o'clock, they looked at the dishes on the table with smiles on their faces, and Miao Xingzhou felt especially happy.
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