Chapter 90 10-Year Dream

When it was almost noon, Xiao Yan was eating with his daughter Jiajia, and his cell phone kept ringing.

"Dad, who are you chatting with?" Jiajia asked curiously.

Xiao Yan felt a little hot. He turned on the air conditioner and replied with a smile, "I'm chatting in the group. Jiajia is so good today, she even took the initiative to do her homework."

Jiajia glanced at her grandmother and opened her pink mouth, revealing a row of white and neat little teeth. She wanted to say that she was influenced by her mother Nalan Yanran, but she thought that her grandmother still didn't know about her mother. Sensible: "Well, Jiajia has always been very good. There are a few questions that I can't do today. Dad will teach me this afternoon."

"it is good!"

Xiao Yan agreed. He always wanted to teach Jiajia to do homework, but in order to make Jiajia happy, he never forced his daughter to play games with her recently.

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Shen Luoying threw a bone to the little white dog, and the little white dog shook his head and wagged his tail. Maybe Jiajia loved holding the puppy too much, and the puppy was a little afraid of Jiajia, but now he is closer to Xiao Yan's mother.

"Xiao Yan, why have you been so reckless recently. The door is open and the fan is on... The air conditioner is turned on all day long, and the electricity bill is also very expensive."

Shen Luoying didn't want to talk about this at first, Xiao Yan's room air conditioner was on all day long, so don't say anything, just bear with it for a while.

Xiao Yan felt that he no longer needed to hide his family.

He's not a songwriter, that's really hard to say, but novels have always been Xiao Yan's dream, and many people know it.

"Mom, you may not believe it, my novel is on fire."

"What?"

"..."

Shen Luoying was stunned for a moment, and Jiajia immediately raised her head, only the little white dog didn't understand, and was still eating bones with relish.

In the city, the dog owners are afraid to give the pets the bones of the precious breeds for fear of getting stuck or indigestion. But the native dogs in the countryside do not. They are tenacious and the best food to eat is bones, meat or dog food. It is impossible for rural families to buy their own native dogs.

Huhu~

The air conditioner is blowing a refreshing breeze at this time.

"I said, my dream is about to come true. Haven't you been wondering why I always laugh so much lately? I'm not crazy, and it's not that I can't think about it. It's... I've been holding on to my dream for nearly ten years, and it's finally coming true. already."

When Xiao Yan said these words, it was actually against his heart, because he knew that the real original author of "Breaking the Sky" was not him, but in the water polo, Xiao Yan had the cheek to say it was himself.

There was sadness and emotion in his voice. "I can finally say that I am a writer with dignity."

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Shen Luoying was silent for a long time.

Daughter Jiajia's expression is also very flat. In her eyes, her father writes novels, which is equated with waste, desperation, and poverty.

"Your so-called success, is it because your novel was signed and recommended?"

There was doubt in the mother's voice, and she looked at Xiao Yan with extremely uncertain eyes.

After all, Xiao Yan's dream was too unrealistic.

His so-called success limit, is it because the monthly fee of 600 yuan has risen to 1,000 yuan a month?

There is not much difference in essence. Of course, for the son Xiao Yan who has a dream, it is indeed a success.

"Mom, how can you look down on me so much?"

Xiao Yan said the numbers directly.

"This month has come to the end of the month. No surprise, I estimate that my manuscript fee should be more than 10,000."

Xiao Yan continued with his mother Shen Luoying and her daughter Jiajia's eyes wide open and her mouth wide open in surprise, "Also, this is just pure reward money from readers, no surprise, there should be more next month. ."