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Chapter 455 Su Yaya's Dream of a Writer

Zhang Fan had already returned to the East China Sea, and was lying comfortably on the bed at this moment.

After a busy week, he finally got a short rest.

This week has been really busy, with all kinds of things to deal with. Fortunately, the plan has been successfully completed. Today is August NO.30, and tomorrow is September [-]st.

The achievement of the set goals can be regarded as a successful completion.

"Hey, I can finally take a good rest for a while."

Zhang Fan took a deep breath and felt lazy, looking at the sun that had risen high outside the window, he didn't know what to do, at this moment he felt that he had lost his goal.

"Hey, it's ridiculous. I think I'm too busy when I'm busy, but when I'm free, I feel uncomfortable."

"Am I destined to work hard?"

With a hypocritical wry smile on his face, Zhang Fan looked at Su Yaya who came in through the door.

"Miss me?"

Zhang Fan looked at the big baby he hadn't seen for a long time, stood up and hugged her into his arms.

"I've come to tell you good news!"

Su Yaya said with a serious face, her face flushed a little with excitement, as if she was brewing something.

"what?"

Zhang Fan looked at her curiously, wondering what this girl was up to.

"Me! A novel published on Singularity Fiction Network! Signed a contract!"

As she spoke, Su Yaya took out the contract she had printed out and dangled it in front of Zhang Fan's eyes.

"WTF?"

Zhang Fan has heard that Su Yaya seems to be writing a novel recently, after all, he arranged for her to be a casual job.

Most of the time, she is not needed. She is alone at home and has nothing to do, so she has some ideas for novels.

"You still write a novel?"

Zhang Fan picked up the contract with a smile, and glanced briefly, for fear that this silly girl would be deceived.

"Who said I couldn't write? I started writing novels in high school!"

"It's just that I was busy studying at the time, so I gave up after writing for a while."

"But I still have a dream of writing a novel!"

Su Yaya said solemnly, for fear that Zhang Fan would look down on her.

"What's the title of your book? My boyfriend is a chicken-eating anchor?"

Zhang Fan frowned and smiled wryly. Could it be him who is the protagonist of this book?
Without even reading the content, Zhang Fan was able to conclude that this book might be this girl's brain-dead novel.

"Hey! I wrote it using you as a prototype."

"Well written! People vote for me every day."

As Su Yaya spoke, she turned on the phone and caught Zhang Fan's eyes with great interest.

Zhang Fan also became interested, and sat on the bed and began to simply look through it.

Zhang Fan knew that Su Yaya liked to read novels, but in fact, he influenced her. When they were in school together, Zhang Fan often bought novels and lent them to Su Yaya after reading them. After a while, this girl also fell in love with her.

At that time, the two of them often looked like pandas in class, because they read novels in the middle of the night.

Opening Su Yaya's book, Zhang Fan just glanced at it, and the densely packed words rushed towards his face.

It was a [-]-word long explanation, which made Zhang Fan's eyes hurt a little.

Anyway, Su Yaya is also a university graduate, and her sentences are fluent, but no matter how you look at it, there is a bit of Mary Su's breath, which makes Zhang Fan feel a little embarrassed.

I don't know, I thought it was a little girl in junior high school, and I made up a self-indulgent novel in my head there all day.

"How? How? I have already written that the hero and heroine meet!"

Su Yaya closed her eyes as she said that, a little intoxicated, still imagining the plot in her mind.

She doesn't even feel confident now, she feels that signing a contract and putting it on the shelves has paved the way for a book to become a god.

"Uh, as long as you're happy."

Zhang Fan smiled awkwardly and scratched his head, because he really couldn't stand it anymore.

"What's your attitude? Give me a comment later."

Su Yaya was a little unhappy, she pouted and muttered.

"I think it's well written? Don't you like reading it?"

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Zhang Fan decided to do this villain, and hit this girl in advance, so that I won't be able to stand her later on the street.

"I feel that you have read all the books for so many years in vain."

"Is this your self-proclaimed work in junior high school?"

Zhang Fan took a deep breath, I am an honest and good man, I will never lie.

I feel that I have said it very euphemistically, I hope Su Yaya can understand that I am not this material.

"Cut! Are you just jealous of my talent?"

"Who do you look down on? You do what you want!"

Su Yaya immediately felt hit, and secretly cursed Zhang Fan for being a straight man.

Don't know how many words to praise yourself?

I am a rookie writer, so I must praise him more...

How can anyone question his own strength when he comes up?

"I feel like I'm fine."

Zhang Fan chuckled. To be honest, when I read novels back then, maybe I wanted to start writing some novels, but I never had a suitable opportunity.

But now I am much freer, and I am not short of money. I can do some hobbies to kill time.

"Just brag to me! If you have the ability, let's write now! Who can write faster? Write well?"

Su Yaya was a little unconvinced, and felt that Zhang Fan was a person who had never written anything before, so why should he laugh at herself?
"Okay, I'm free today, so I'll have fun with you."

Zhang Fan turned on the computer, sat on the chair, and looked back at Su Yaya.

"How do you compare? What can you compare with?"

"Let's write the beginning alone! I'll send it to the editor and let the editor see which one of us can write better!"

Su Yaya thought for a while and said.

"Okay, just do as you say."

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, feeling that the victory was in his hands.

I have read many novels in my last life, and I still have a deep memory of many plots and plots.

Zhang Fan feels that he can reproduce it with his own words. This is the benefit after time travel. The resources in his previous life can be used completely for himself.

So Zhang Fan felt that he would win easily.

Su Yaya snorted coldly, hugged her notebook directly, and sat on Zhang Fan's bed.

Turn on the computer in a serious manner, create a new word document, and start typing in it frantically.

Zhang Fan glanced at Su Yaya, this girl was beeping on the keyboard, but listening carefully, all she was typing was the delete button, that little hand was indeed a bit clumsy when typing on the keyboard.

But after 5 minutes, Zhang Fan looked at the [-] or so words on his screen, and fell into deep thought.

"It's harder than I thought..."

Zhang Fan suddenly felt that he was too confident. Thinking back to when he was in school, he scored more than [-] points in his composition, and he couldn't even write a composition well. Why should he write a novel?

I don't know why I was so self-confident just now, thinking that writing a novel is a simple matter.

I feel that even Su Yaya, the kind of Mary Su novels, Zhang Fan can't write.

(End of this chapter)