Reborn on the Happy Hall + Spoiler

Deng Yuan: "This competition is completely unfair, Xiaowu, don't give up, you can definitely..."

"Hey, I know, I know there's a reason why people become popular," Wu Yan raised her chin, her eyes drifting away, "Whether it's marketing hype, strength, or catching up with a hot topic... say I’m not afraid of making fun of you. I’ve been writing for so many years, and I’ve often wondered, when will it really become popular? I write at least two volumes a year, and when I serialize them, there are [-] updates per day, and the readers’ evaluations are also good..."

She sighed softly: "I really want to be popular, to be liked by more people, to be sought after by more people... Actually, I can quite understand that ten thousand degrees, think about it, become the best author Every story is tasted repeatedly by readers, and every unwritten story is expected by readers...Is this something no author can refuse? But I feel really tired now. In fact, those who participated in this competition I have fought for the opportunity from the editor for a long time. I want to give myself one last chance. If I can become popular through the competition, then I will continue to write and write well... If the competition is over and I still look the same, then Explain that I am really not suitable for writing."

Deng Yuan said urgently: "But this competition was forcibly ended, and you haven't finished writing that story yet!"

"Yes, I know, but I'm tired." Wu Yan lowered her eyes, her eyes fell on the table, her voice was flat and unable to detect emotion, "I'm disappointed. I'm disappointed with the Internet, with myself, with this circle. .”

Wu Yan picked up her bag and left. From when she got up to when she walked out of the gate of the teahouse, it took about ten seconds—During these ten seconds, Xu Yihan tried to stop her several times, and said to her, "I'm sorry."

But he didn't go, not because he didn't want to apologize, but because he suddenly realized, what's the use of apologizing?He remembered that at the drinking party that day, Wu Yan was willing to be raped by the old president in order to publish.What was he thinking at the time?He felt that Wu Yan was too stubborn, her book could not be published due to its sensitive content, but she tried her best to hope it would be published, so why not just write something that can pass the review?Why bother with yourself?It wasn't until this moment that Xu Yihan realized that she wasn't stubborn, she just cherished her words too much.

But now she decides to "stop for a while", maybe take a short break, maybe just close the pen, Xu Yihan understands that her disappointment has been accumulated for a long time, and the competition is just the last straw-but the last straw is crushing her.

Xu Yihan couldn't help thinking, what was he killing?Is it an author's last temptation and hope for literature?Is it more exquisite words that have not yet been written?Is it Wu Yan's little desire to express herself in this world?

——What he killed was far from being able to be summed up by a single "I'm sorry".

After Wu Yan left, Xu Yihan watched Deng Yuan's eyes gradually turn red.This is the first time Deng Yuan has shown such intense emotions in so many days.Deng Yuan's arms were trembling. After a while, he grabbed the empty cup on the table and threw it at Xu Yihan.

Xu Yihan didn't hide, the cold porcelain cup hit his chest, the pain was only for a moment.But Xu Yihan felt like a boulder fell into a deep cave, the echo was heavy and long, and it rang in his ears for a long time.

When the netizens were discussing Shidu Qianqian, Xu Yihan, and all kinds of scandals and gossip about the competition, only two of the six authors participated in the competition.

Shidu Qianqian disappears from the Internet, Pink Miaomiao and the second year's Yun leave Shanghai, and Wu Yan announces an unlimited break.Weilan's official Weibo account also removed the top Weibo post about the "Lansheng Literary Solitaire Contest".

Shanghai entered May, and the weather became hotter and hotter. On May [-]nd, the third day of the Labor Day holiday, Xu Yihan was blocked downstairs in the community by Xu Yize.At that time, he had just talked with a reporter from Zhengzhou on the phone with Deng Yuan.

Xu Yize grabbed Xu Yihan by the collar, sweating profusely, and his voice was like a bell:

"Is Zhang Li Nie Lan's younger sister?"

Xu Yihan: "Who is Nie Lan?"

"Nie Lan! Damn it," Xu Yize scolded, "He's the female boss before Haosheng! The couple set up a trap for me!"

Xu Yihan was stunned immediately: "Zhang Li is..."

"She sent me a text message!" Xu Yize took out his mobile phone, and there was a line of black and white words on the screen:

Xu Yize, everyone will know what you did to my sister.

Chapter 100

If Zhang Li's life is put forward and reversed, then what will be presented will be a completely different tone.

Zhang Li was born in Xiangtan, Hunan, and has a sister who is ten years older than her.The elder sister's name is Nie Lan, after her father's surname, and Zhang Li's, after her mother's surname.My sister has always been the pride of their family. She is good at studying, and her pair of red phoenix eyes seem to have the moisture from her hometown, and they are always watery.When Zhang Li was eight years old, her elder sister was admitted to a university in Beijing. At that time, she couldn't even remember the name of the school. She could only hear her relatives repeat that our family Nie Lan studied the heavy school!Heavy!In fact, Zhang Li didn't know what "heavy school" meant at that time, but she knew that her sister was admitted to a very good school, because that year, the principal personally sent the admission notice to their home.

The night before my sister left for Beijing, Zhang Li held her and cried for a long time. She didn't understand what "university" was all about, but her sister was leaving and would not be back until Chinese New Year.Zhang Li hugged her sister's arm, and wiped her tears and snot on her old nightgown. This was the worst night in Zhang Li's memory. Her face was hot from crying and her voice was hoarse. My sister still had to leave .

Fortunately, my sister often called home after going to Beijing. At that time, there was no convenient WeChat, and long-distance calls were very expensive.Zhang Li heard her father tell her sister not to call so often if there is nothing to do.My sister is always noisy, she said with a smile, my sister misses me.

During these long-distance calls, four years later, my sister graduated.No one knew how she saved the money, but she used the money to bring her parents and Zhang Li to Beijing for a week.It was the first time Zhang Li took the subway, the first time she dozed off to watch the flag raising, and the first time she saw so many high-rise buildings.Along the way, my elder sister was by her side. My elder sister bought her a pair of pink sneakers and told her: "This is a famous brand, Nike. Do you know Nike?" Four years later, my elder sister's Mandarin has become very standard.Zhang Li shook her head, a little timidly: "... I don't know."

My sister smiled: "Get dressed—do you like Beijing? There are a lot of beautiful clothes here, and you can see snow in winter, very big and thick snow."

Zhang Li has also seen snow in Hunan, but the snow in my impression is a thin layer, which melts after one night, and sometimes does not fall for several years.She had never seen "very big and thick" snow. When her sister said it, she was excited and curious, so she nodded vigorously: "I like Beijing."

"Then Lili will wait for my sister for a few more years, and my sister will take you over, okay?" My sister asked softly, holding her hand.

"it is good."

So, after another four years, Zhang Li was really taken to Beijing by her sister.My sister runs a company in Beijing with her brother-in-law, who is from Ningxia, a place that is very strange to the whole family.The elder sister said to her parents that she has made money, let Lily come to Beijing.

At that time, Zhang Li was a freshman in high school, and she was more or less sensible. She knew that Beijing might be better than Xiangtan, but she couldn't tell what was better.

My sister found her a private school with high teaching quality, and sent her back to Hunan for the college entrance examination two years later.In that school, she heard a musical for the first time, and fell in love for the first time, with a boy from Beijing.They like to wander around Beijing together after school in the evening, from the narrow alleys to the smooth Chang'an Avenue.That boy is very literary and artistic, and he always tells Zhang Li what he has read. They often sit on the bench in Shichahai, each with a candied haws. Zhang Li boldly proposed to her sister that she wanted to take the art test.My sister really agreed.

Zhang Li knew that her sister's company was engaged in the Internet. In those years, the Internet was not as popular as it is now. Zhang Li had to study and fall in love, so naturally she didn't have time to watch the Internet.But she knows that her sister likes to watch it very much, and she has also been to her sister's company. At that time, apart from her sister and brother-in-law, there were only four editors and one accountant in the company, all of whom were energetic young people.

Zhang Li was successfully admitted to the Chinese Academy of Drama——later when she thought about those happy years, she always felt like some kind of omen given by God in the dark. Everything must decay, and joy brings sorrow. Her life was too happy. , so that disaster is getting closer.

True, she did not know that disaster was approaching.By the time she knew it, it was too late.She didn't know that a powerful businessman in the family had taken a fancy to her sister's company, and she didn't know what tricks the businessman used, let alone how her brother-in-law disappeared without a sound.She only knew that one night, when she managed to finish her thesis before ddl, she suddenly received a call from her sister.