Crazy Psychologist Chapter 603

To change the focus, it is a book, and the money is too good to earn.

"Hello? Xiaoqing, are you listening?" Liu Yun asked patiently.

Pan Xiaoqing bit her lip lightly, hesitated for a while, and replied, "I'm listening."

Liu Yun sensitively noticed that Pan Xiaoqing seemed to be in a low mood, but he couldn't ask more questions unless the other party told him, so he could only stop his work, pick up his mobile phone and walk to the living room.

He poured himself a glass of water and waited for Pan Xiaoqing's voice.

After a while, the phone was quiet only the slight sound of electricity.

Liu Yun became more and more worried, "Hi", he said into the microphone, "Xiaoqing, what happened?"

In Liu Yun's mind, Pan Xiaoqing's family background and her talent are all above her own, even if she occasionally has the idea of a little relationship, she doesn't dare to think too much about it.

Not to mention that he has not had any recognized achievements on the road of writing until now, even if he can publish a book, he still feels that he is far away from Pan Xiaoqing's life.

One is the princess in the castle, the work is purely out of interest.

As for him, he has already embarked on the road of professional writing, and it seems impossible to go to other industries again.

In fact, he didn't think about it so much, but occasionally when he squeezed the subway during the rush hour, or saw the office sitting in the office and working in a cubicle, Liu Yun couldn't help but feel a little scared.

No matter how difficult the road he has already walked on, it seems that he can only linger on this road. Now it is almost impossible for him to change the current situation and engage in other industries.

"Yes, I'm probably Calvin." Pan Xiaoqing lay down on the bed, face up, and uttered a frustrated word.

But Liu Yun smiled inappropriately on the other end of the phone, "Hahaha", he said with a smile, "Isn't this a normal thing?"

"Normal?" Pan Xiaoqing's face was very ugly.

"That's right, when I wrote that meeting, I kept getting stuck, and sometimes I got so stuck that I vomited."

When Liu Yun talked about his past, he didn't feel any unpleasantness. On the contrary, he seemed to be a little envious when he saw himself who was very persistent.

Liu Yun took out a can of Coke and opened the tab with a tear.

"Are you drinking?" Pan Xiaoqing, who had sensitive ears on the other end of the phone, quickly noticed the sound of the carbonated drink being opened.

Liu Yun replied with a smile, "Suddenly I want to drink Coke, and there is still a can in the refrigerator."

"Ice Coke!" Pan Xiaoqing's stomach was filled with unhappiness again.

On Liuyun's side, he remembered the self who felt like throwing up after drinking Coke.

He turned the phone on speakerphone, then took down a drinking glass, poured Coke into the transparent water glass, raised his head, and gulped it down.

This time, there was no nausea and no sign of shaking hands.

"Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to drink like this?" Pan Xiaoqing asked casually.

"I used to, I thought I was sick, and I went to the doctor for an examination."

"an examination?"

Liu Yun laughed, "Yes, I thought I probably had some kind of disease, such as gastrointestinal problems, you write a health column, you must know more about these medical problems than me, such as long-term lack of exercise, sedentary, etc. It caused my stomach to be overburdened. I couldn't even drink CocCola at the time. I felt like vomiting after drinking it, and my whole body lost strength. Either it felt like a big stone was blocked in my stomach, or my stomach was so weak that it seemed to be completely emptied and couldn't hold it. thing."

Did Liu Yun ever have such a difficult time? When did it happen?

Pan Xiaoqing recalled seeing Liuyun, he was a clean young man with no ambitions.

If you want to say that you have a successful career, you can't beat it. You are just a confused little author in your thirties who is still thinking about what to write.

This kind of small author's publishing house will reject many of them if they don't listen.

Pan Xiaoqing also often hears some editors complaining, "I send rejection emails to authors every day, and I don't want to write a few more words at all. Although there are many obvious problems in the manuscript, how much does it have to do with the editor? The author does not know how many places the manuscript will be submitted to, and how many editors have read the manuscript in front of him, and other editors will point out the shortcomings. Or some "senior editors" who have been in the editing industry for a long time will be responsible for Tell the truth when you are joking. For example: Many problems in manuscripts are obvious problems, but the authors themselves cannot find them.

There are also some author's problems that are common among young authors. Even if the editors say so, they will not change them, and some authors will not change them even if they want to.

If you want to change the shortcomings of the article, you can easily change the shortcomings of the article, and writing will not be a high-risk industry. Think about so many new authors every year, and many people think they are talented and devote themselves to writing every day, but they can really rely on There are a few people who are full of food for writing, and it is even more difficult to achieve some achievements in this field.

The editor is different. For an editor, he goes to and from get off work and reviews manuscripts according to the standards. There are publishing standards and publishing requirements. Those who fail to meet the standards and requirements will naturally be rejected first, regardless of the author. No matter how many manuscripts are submitted in a year, editors who do not meet the standards will still reject the manuscripts. "

At that time, Liu Yun was probably the kind of author that the editors were not very optimistic about. Maybe he suddenly changed from writing a special topic to relax, which can be regarded as escaping from reality.

It is indeed a good choice to leave the familiar city and go to a distant country to re-experience the fun that words can bring him.

What makes Pan Xiaoqing a little envious is that Liu Yun seems to be a successful author now.

Thinking of this, Pan Xiaoqing's stomach writhed again. She covered her stomach with her hands, and the soft light green sweater became cold due to the sweat from her hands.

"How did you get better after that?" Pan Xiaoqing felt that it was not polite to call others without speaking, no matter how you put it~www.mtlnovel.com~ So she found a topic and reluctantly said another sentence.

She also didn't understand what was wrong with herself, and she suddenly became very depressed, probably because of the discomfort in her stomach.

"There was no illness afterwards." Liu Yun replied.

"Not sick?"

"Yeah, I'm not sick. Later, I went to the doctor, and then I went to the hospital several times. Afterwards, I got better anyway. What's wrong with you? Are you also feeling sick to your stomach?" Liu Yun's voice suddenly became tense .

He put down the cup, walked back to the desk, looked at the text written all afternoon on the screen, and suddenly felt very ugly, so he pressed the delete key with his right hand, word by word, line by line, paragraph by paragraph, and finally wrote the whole afternoon. All the more than a thousand characters in the book were deleted.

dissatisfied!

Liu Yun sighed inwardly.

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