a little painter

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Chu Hui was speechless, she seemed to understand the mood of Mr. Li, when she complimented Li Feng today, she never imagined that she would enjoy the same treatment so quickly, it was really uncomfortable to be praised like this.

After dinner, Chu Hui looked at Liu Ziqing whose expression did not ease at all, and compromised: "Ziqing, now that I have an identity document, I will find a job tomorrow, and I can sell paintings in my spare time. I am not careless. Xiangxue, but we have to live, don’t we?”

Some words were spoken against his own intention, just to make the person in front of him happier, but it was a pity that Chu Hui's plan failed again.

Liu Ziqing's expression became serious again, she looked up at Chu Hui seriously, and said solemnly: "There are 40 taels of silver left at home, and my mother and I do more embroidery work to make ends meet. Brother Chu will go to the exam next year. Saving the cost should be enough, tomorrow* you can go to the Wu Taifu's residence to ask for advice sincerely."

"This...isn't it good?" Chu Hui looked at Liu Ziqing, who was a little resolute and determined, why did it become like this, she didn't mean it that way.

"Brother Chu, don't worry. Since Wu Taifu came to invite you twice, he shouldn't make it difficult for you. You just need to be sincere and there will be no problem."

Liu Ziqing's expression became lighter obviously. If Chu Hui had the chance to go to high school, it would mean that she could go back to Beijing to see her father earlier, and maybe she could use Taifu Wu to rehabilitate her father.

Thinking about it this way, she suddenly felt that the future was bright, the old days seemed to be in front of her eyes, within reach, she was still a well-known Miss Shangshu in the capital, so her mother didn't have to worry about it day and night.

It's just that such a beautiful expectation was ruthlessly broken before she could see it clearly.

"Ziqing, I think it's better to take it easy and talk about those things after we stabilize here, okay?" Chu Huiyu unconsciously made excuses for himself, but he didn't know that he was in a mess in the next second, and he didn't dare to talk about it again. Say one more thing.

Chapter 19 - Chapter One

The words written before entering v:

Hey, classmates from far away, please give me 3 minutes, please listen to me briefly, please?

I am a novice in online literature. After the first novel was entered into v, I only put the anti-theft stamp once, and then I never put it again, because I searched the pirate article website, and when I saw the anti-theft stamp was moved, I felt a little bit Helpless and a little regretful.

Helplessly, my article could not escape being stolen. I regretted that I put the anti-theft stamp, so that students who did not buy the article could not see the complete chapter, so I did not let it go. To report plagiarism.

Because I think that no matter what method you use, it means that you are still willing to read it. What a gratifying thing this is. Some people like to read novels written by themselves, and they feel very happy when they think about it.

So why should I enter v?

I created a small group, and a few students joined in. Usually, I would notify the group as soon as possible to join v and pre-read new articles. Then today, a classmate chatted with me in private: "Why do you want to join v?"

I think this is where I can't reconcile. You can read the pirated articles or not subscribe. .

That kind of feeling is very bad, sad, more chilling, I don't want to accept it, I feel ridiculous.

I have been updating very slowly. Studying and working took up most of my time. Some students complained why I didn’t do more. Well, the truth is that the average monthly income of my novels is only [-]. This result is caused by Because:

I don't post anti-theft badges, don't complain about pirated articles, don't report reposting, etc., so that more people choose to read pirated articles, and the subscription ratio is so low that it can't be seen, so the income is getting worse and worse. This is a vicious cycle, but I But I don't want to, and I don't want to change.

I also hope that one day I can concentrate on doing what I like, and spend all my time writing essays seriously, attentively, but in that case, I will probably starve to death. Forgive me for falling into the cliché. I like writing essays, but life ah……

Dear classmate, you are not mistaken, I am just making excuses for myself, before you criticize me, I will admit it first.

The above are all my excuses. I don’t know if I’m stupid or stupid. It’s fine to directly v, but I’m here to explain something.

But that classmate in the group has communicated with me many times, and even she resists entering v, so what about you, I need to be rescued...

I'm not a master, even as transparent as a paramecium, the average monthly income of V is only [-], so what do I care about these things?

Writing articles is just for people to read. In order to turn my dreams into life one day, I also hope that I can write articles full-time in the future. Although that day is far away, it does not prevent me from dreaming such a dream.

I've said too much and I don't know what I'm talking about. This article will enter v tomorrow, and there will be three chapters in a row, so I'm really sorry, my fault, I can't update it today.

I won't put anti-theft stamps, there are many pirate sites, and they are updated in a timely manner, if you still want to read, I'm ok.

I like writing, although I am not good at writing, if one day I can resign resolutely and write novels full-time...

Finally, I would like to thank the students who have always supported me and brought me an average monthly income of 200. I am very grateful. I really love you. It is you who make my dream more and more real. Maybe one day it will come true Woolen cloth.

I'm not very good at speaking, I don't like to communicate with people, and I'm a little slow, but my only dream has been for many years, and I never want to give up. What I persisted until now is writing, so...

Thank you for letting me touch this dream, best wishes~

Chapter 20

The air froze for a moment, and the shadows of the two sitting at the table were vaguely projected on the wall, making it impossible to distinguish the complete one from the other.

Liu Zi lowered her head lightly, hiding her red eyes, why did she ever ask for so much from others, thinking that when she was in the capital, she was always the one who said a word, and those young masters were vying to please her, what about now?

Being submissive or aggressive, you can't easily get what you want, and stood up secretly sad, Liu Ziqing endured the soreness in his heart, still lowered his head and said softly: "Brother Chu doesn't want it, it's Ziqing's hard work."

The candlelight in the room was flickering, and the wind was blowing outside the courtyard. The woman in front of her was like a lonely boat on the sea, with no sailors, no sails, no direction, and no place to dock. People couldn't help but want to light a candle for her. lights.

Chu Hui also lowered her head, and when Liu Ziqing was about to walk out of the room, she heard a deep, low voice coming from her mouth: "Ziqing is right, I didn't force it, a good man should aim everywhere , who doesn't want to be successful and famous?"

The person who was about to step out of the door paused, Liu Ziqing bit his lower lip tightly, something passed from the bottom of his heart, like rainwater warmed by the sun, falling on his heart warmly and tenderly superior.