Dad's Marvel Chat Group

Chapter 90

Towards noon, Xiao Yan accompanied his daughter Jiajia to dinner, and his mobile phone kept ringing.

"Dad, who are you talking to?" Jiajia asked curiously.

Xiao Yan felt a little hot. While he turned on the air conditioner, he said with a smile, "it's chatting in the group. Today, Jiajia is so good and obedient that she takes the initiative to write her homework."

Jiajia looked at her grandmother. She opened her pink mouth and showed a row of white and neat teeth. She wanted to say that she was influenced by her mother, Nalan. But thinking that her grandmother didn't know about her mother, she was sensible and said, "well, Jiajia has always been very good. I can't do some problems this day. My father will teach me this afternoon."

"Good!"

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

…

Shen Luoying throws a bone to the little white dog. The little white dog shakes his head and tail. Maybe Jiajia loves to hold the dog too much. The dog is a little afraid of Jiajia. Now he is closer to Xiao Yan's mother.

"Xiao Yan, why are you so extravagant recently? The door is open and the fan is on It's very expensive to turn on the air conditioner all day long. "

Shen Luoying didn't want to talk about it. Xiao Yan's room air conditioner is on all day long, so I don't want to talk about it. I'd better bear it if I have to eat.

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

It's not a songwriter. It's not easy to say clearly, but the novel has always been Xiao Yan's dream, and many people know it.

"Mom, you may not believe it. My novel is hot."

"What?"

“……”

Shen Luoying is stunned. Jiajia also raises her head immediately. Only the little white dog can't understand it. She still lowers her head and eats the bone with relish.

The city's elite breed of dogs, dog owners are afraid to give pets to eat bones, afraid of stuck or indigestion. But the native dogs in rural areas can't. They have strong vitality. The best food to eat is bone, meat or dog food. It's impossible for rural families to buy their own local dogs.

Huhu ~

the air conditioner is also blowing cool air that makes people feel fresh and refreshing at this time.

"I said, my dream is about to come true. Don't you always want to know why I always laugh so often recently? I'm not nervous, I'm not upset. But I've stuck to my dream for nearly ten years, and it's finally coming true. "

When Xiao Yan said this, he was against his will, because he knew that the real original author of "fighting against the sky" was not him. However, in the water polo, Xiao Yan had the cheek to say that he was himself.

The voice was filled with sadness and emotion. "I can finally say that I am a writer."

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Shen Luoying was silent for a long time.

Her daughter Jiajia's expression is also very insipid. Her father writes novels, which in her eyes are equated with trash, despondency and poverty.

"Your so-called success is that your novel has won the contract recommendation?"

Mother's voice inside with doubt, she is extremely not firm look at Xiao Yan.

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

Does his so-called success limit rise from 600 yuan a month to 1000 yuan a month?

There is no big difference in essence. Of course, for Xiao Yan, who has a dream, it is also a kind of success.

"Mom, how can you look down on me like that."

Xiao Yan said numbers directly.

"This month has reached the end of the month, no accident, I estimate that my contribution fee should be more than 10000."

With her mother Shen Luoying and her daughter Jiajia opening their eyes and mouth wide at the same time, Xiao Yan then said: "moreover, it's only the readers' pure reward money. No accident, it should be more next month."