Chapter 7 He's Too Difficult

Xiao Yan first searched on the Internet, and sure enough, there is no such work on water polo, not only that, but also this kind of creation method.

Maybe before he lost his job without injury, Xiao Yan had an idea that he wanted to learn from.

But now, he just wants to make money.

He didn't want to be looked down upon. Even if he moved bricks all his life, he couldn't pay off the huge debt. He wanted to give his daughter a better life. He wanted his parents not to be ashamed of his failure. regret.

There are too many reasons to fight. He knows that his current behavior is very immoral, but he has no choice. Moreover, this art work was originally sent by [Marvel Chat Group], Xiao Yan felt that, in the dark own providence.

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Because he couldn't download it, Xiao Yan just read and copied it.

This kind of feeling is really bad, he wants to spurn himself, what about persistence and arrogance as a dream? Is it possible to be so shameless just because of money?

'Yes, it's because of the money! ’

It's too difficult for him now, this is Xiao Yan's only solution, and he still doesn't know if this novel will be popular in this world.

If there is a chance in the future, he will personally plead guilty to the author of this novel.

But now, he can only do so.

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Without turning on the air conditioner, Xiao Yan's body began to sweat. He regretted it a little, he shouldn't save money on electricity bills, because he felt the sweat on the top of his head flowing into the wound, which was unbearable pain.

He shouldn't have been discharged from the hospital today.

No, he can't joke about his life.

Xiao Yan finally turned on the air conditioner, drank some medicine, and felt much more comfortable, so he continued to copy, and he kept copying about 5 chapters, about 10,000 words.

But now he is dizzy and cold.

With his last will, he re-applied for an author's number, named [Celestial Silkworm Potato].

Xiao Yan was forced to be a thief because of his life, but he felt that the original author of this book was this, even in water polo, it should still be this.

He will earn the fee for this "Breaking the Sky", but he will still write his own novels on the street. If outsiders ask, he will still say his original author number, the author number of [Tian Silkworm Potato], He won't say anything until the end.

It's okay to call him a hypocrite, he just feels that he doesn't want to steal too far, too arrogant.

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Xiao Yan uploaded 3 chapters at a time. He believed in the vision of the editor of the novel website. For this highly commercialized classic fantasy novel, 3 chapters will definitely get a contract.

Lie down and rest.

When Xiao Yan woke up again, it was the village doctor who was giving him an infusion.

"You are too messed up. His head was seriously injured, and it was already inflamed. If it is more seriously infected, it is very likely to lead to death."

The village doctor complained: "I shouldn't have seen this kind of patient. In case of death, I will take responsibility. Lao Xiao, I took the risk of cleaning his wound for the sake of our old classmates. Re-bandaging, I'm just a village doctor, not a surgeon."

Li Tian's parents smiled and said that this kind of thing would never happen again.

"Next time, next time I'll die!!"

The village doctor sighed and said, "I also understand your family's situation, but as a doctor, I have seen many families in difficulty, some suffering from incurable diseases, some working part-time workers and running away from a disabled boss, and some with congenital dementia. Wait, what family doesn't have your difficulties! When people live, sometimes they have to suffer, but you can't treat life as a joke! Live well, don't overdraw your body, and one day your body will break down, then your family is really It's over."

After the village doctor left, Li Tian's parents sat silently beside Li Tian's bed.

The daughter Jiajia in the corner opened a pair of timid eyes and kept rubbing the corners of her clothes with her little hands.

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The air became dense.

"Dad, Mom, don't be angry, I really won't in the future. I'm so scared this time."

Xiao Yan didn't say anything to comfort him, he could do it as hard as he could, but it must be within the range that his body could bear. If Li Tian really died, then everything would be over.

This time he really knew he was afraid.

"..."

Xiao Yan's mother was still silent, she already had white hair around her ears, she was no longer young, she had worked hard for most of her life, and now seeing such a son lying down, she felt uneasy in her heart, unable to say anything, and turned her head. Just wipe away tears.

Li Tian's heart was blocked by those calloused hands that were doing farm work, and he could hardly breathe in his nostrils, which was extremely uncomfortable.

In the end, it was Xiao Yan's father who spoke.

"Don't write that novel!!"

It was these words that made Xiao Yan, Jiajia in the corner, and Li Tian's mother look over at the same time.

Xiao Yan's father's face at this moment was as serious as a sculpture.

"I shouldn't have connected you to the Internet. You will faint when you move bricks, just because you have to stay up late at night to write a novel. When you came back this time, you were lying in bed with a high fever and couldn't move. It was because you were writing a novel."

Xiao Yan was powerless to refute this.

"Xiao Yan! You are already 28 years old. Your dream has persisted since elementary school. If you were really like this, you would have succeeded long ago. I didn't object to it before because it didn't affect your life. , is also your dream... But now, you almost lost your life twice because of writing novels, how could I still let you write?"

"Give it up! You can live a good life without dreams."

Seeing Xiao Yan biting his lips and not speaking, Xiao Yan's father's temper immediately came up.

"It's all because of this computer. I bought this computer for your dream, and now I'm smashing it—"

"Hey! Old man, you are crazy!!" Xiao Yan's mother quickly stopped him.

"What am I crazy? It's your son who is crazy!!"

Xiao Yan's father held back for so long, and finally broke out. "I don't blame him for failing in business. No one can succeed casually. But look at what he looks like now, his wife has run away, he has lost his job, he has a hole in his head, and he is not honest and cultivated. I think about it all day long. He is crazy when he is writing and thinking about becoming famous. He is in this situation, and he still expects to turn around by writing novels. Is this possible? Isn't this just a daydream?"

"..."

Xiao Yan's mother was also silent.

"However, you can't smash the computer? Jiajia can still use it to check the study materials when she goes to school. Who doesn't have a computer now?"

Hearing Xiao Yan's mother say this, Xiao Yan's father no longer thinks about smashing the computer.

"Also, don't lose your temper in front of Jiajia in the future. Look, we all made Jiajia cry." Xiao Yan's mother hurried over to comfort him. "Come to Jiajia, grandma will take you to eat delicious food, I know you are worried about your father, don't worry, this time your father really knows it's wrong, and he is reluctant to leave our lovely Jiajia. Dad will cherish it in the future. own body..."

Jiajia turned back and looked at Xiao Yan with tears in her eyes.

Xiao Yan's nose was sour, and he showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and nodded heavily.