It was almost noon, and Xiao Yan had a meal with his daughter Jia Jia, and his cell phone kept ringing.

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

Xiao Yan felt a little hot. While turning on the air conditioner, he replied with a smile: "I'm chatting in the group. Today, Jia Jia is so good-looking and actually takes the initiative to do her homework."

Jia Jia glanced at her grandmother, opened her pink mouth, revealing a row of snow-white and neat little teeth. She thought that she was influenced by her mother Nalan Yanran, but when she thought that her grandmother didn't know about her mother, she said sensiblely: "Well, Jia Jia has always been very obedient. There are a few questions she can't do today. Dad will teach me in the afternoon."

"good!"

Xiao Yan agreed. He always wanted to teach Jia Jia to do his homework, but in order to make Jia Jia happy, he never forced his daughter. Instead, he had been playing games with her recently.

…

Chen Luoying threw a bone to the little white dog. The little white dog shook his head and waving his tail. Maybe Jia Jia loves holding the puppy too much. The puppy is a little afraid of Jia Jia, but now he is closer to Xiao Yan's mother.

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

Chen Luoying didn't want to talk about this. Xiao Yan's room air conditioner was on all day long, so I won't say anything. Just bear with this time of eating.

Xiao Yan felt that there was no need to hide it from his family anymore.

He is not a lyricist and songwriter, so it is really hard to explain clearly, but novels have always been Xiao Yan's dream, and too many people know it.

"Mom, you may not believe it when you say it, my novel is popular."

"What?"

“…”

Chen Luoying was stunned, and Jiajia immediately raised her head. Only the little white dog couldn't understand and was still lowering her head and eating the bones with relish.

The owners of the expensive breeds of dogs in the city dare not eat bones for their pets, for fear of getting stuck or indigestion. But rural local dogs do not, they have strong vitality, and the best foods are bones, meat or dog food. Rural families cannot buy them for their own local dogs.

Huhu~

The air conditioner also blows a cool breeze that makes people feel refreshed at this time.

"I said, my dream is about to come true. Haven't you always wondered why I always smiled recently? I'm not nervous or unconscious. But... I've been persisting in my dream for nearly ten years and finally come true."

When Xiao Yan said this, it was actually against his will, because he knew that the real original author of "Fighting Break the Sky" was not him, but in water polo, Xiao Yan said with a shameless face that he was himself.

There was sadness and emotion in the voice. "I can finally say that I am a writer in a dignified manner."

…

Chen Luoying was silent for a long time.

My daughter Jiajia's expression is also very plain. In her eyes, her father's novels are equated with waste, downturn, and poverty.

"What you call success is because your novel has been signed and recommended?"

My mother's voice was confused, and she looked at Xiao Yan with extremely unstable eyes.

After all, Xiao Yan’s dream is too unrealistic.

His so-called boundary for success is that the royalties of 600 yuan per month increased from 1,000 yuan per month?

This is not very different in essence. Of course, it is indeed a success for his son Xiao Yan, who has a dream.

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

Xiao Yan said the numbers directly.

"This month is already at the end of the month. If nothing unexpected happens, I estimate that my royalties should be more than 10,000."
Chapter completed!