"This kid is crazy."

Zhao Changtian sighed, "Before, he said that he would quit his job and write full-time, and he would also experience it on the ground. I felt relieved when I saw him excited, but I didn't expect him to be like this now."

After hearing Zhao Changtian's unclear explanation, Yu Dong asked again, "What exactly is going on?"

"It's like this. Didn't you Deep Space publish a call for essays before and let him see it... The novel has been sent out, but he didn't show it to me. From what I saw, it was probably because the response to the novel was not very good, so

My confidence has been hit. This child is like this. He has not been able to resist pressure since he was a child and is mentally fragile."

"Really? He also submitted an essay contest. Do you know the name of the novel he submitted?"

"I just don't know... I don't know much about the Internet. Can you find out which one is him?"

"cannot."

In fact, knowing Zhao Yan's address, the backend should be able to find out which account belongs to him, but Yu Dong still told Zhao Changtian that he couldn't and directly gave up his idea.

"Well, actually even if you can, I can't let you go find him, otherwise I won't have any trust in him. Okay, since he hasn't come to find you, I won't bother you. I'll go back to Shanghai when I have time.

Come to the Writers Association and have a look."

Yu Dong rolled his eyes and asked, "Do you know when he started uploading articles?"

Zhao Changtian recalled it and said, "It must have been in mid-May. He specifically told me that I was reading the selections for the July issue."

"Mid-May..." Yu Dong thought thoughtfully.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I will come back to Shanghai to meet you when I have time."

"Well, then I'll just sweep the bed and wait."

…

After hanging up the phone, Yu Dong ran to the study room and turned on the computer.

He remembered that the article "The End of the Great Wall" which seemed to have crossed thousands of mountains was uploaded in mid-May, which aroused some of his reverie.

Compared to Zhao Changtian, Yu Dong is more optimistic about Zhao Yan. He believes that Zhao Yan is talented in this area.

Since Zhao Yan participated in the essay competition so seriously, there should be no splash at all, so Yu Dong thought of Crossing Thousand Mountains.

Crossing Thousands of Mountains is the only one among the top ten in the first issue that has not contacted Deep Space Company to sign a contract, and it seems to be a book released in mid-May. There are so many coincidences that Yu Dong has to think about it.

Turning on the phone, opening the website, and finding "The End of the Great Wall", Yu Dong looked at the publication date of the first chapter of this book, which was exactly May 17th.

That's right.

Yu Dong smiled, maybe this person who has crossed Qianshan is Zhao Yan.

But what Yu Dong couldn't figure out was that if Crossing Qianshan was really Zhao Yan, since his grades were so good, why didn't he tell his father.

Although he didn't have much contact, Yu Dong could tell that Zhao Yan still wanted to be recognized by his father. Why would he miss such a good opportunity?

And not only did he not tell his father, he didn't even contact the Deep Space Company. Is this kid so indifferent to fame and fortune?

After thinking about it, Yu Dong sent a private message to Guo Qianshan.

The two of them had actually sent private messages a long time ago, and it was Guo Qianshan who took the initiative to send them.

At that time, "The End of the Great Wall" had just come out, and Yu Dong saw that there were relatively few comments in its comment section, and there were not a few serious comments, so he sent some words of encouragement.

It happened that his comments were seen by Jin Kefan, and they were promoted to the Hunting Yudong group, which attracted the attention of many people. From then on, the book began to develop.

For this reason, Guo Qianshan took the initiative to send a private message to thank Yu Dong.

[Dong Yudao: Are you from Shanghai? 】

After sending the private message, I did not wait for a reply immediately.

The current network environment is like this. Even instant messaging software like Dongdong is difficult to chat in real time, let alone private messages on the site without special prompts.

Few people stay in front of the computer all the time, and no one checks their private messages all the time.

Half a day later, Yu Dong put down his work and climbed into deep space again, and received a reply from Guo Qianshan.

[Crossing Qianshan: Huh? (15:15:31)]

[Guo Qianshan: Why do you say I am from Shanghai? (15:26:55)]

[Crossing Qianshan: How do you know I am from Shanghai? (15:55:21)]

[Across Qianshan: Brother Dong, please reply, you can add me Dong Dong XXXXXXXXX. (16:15:22)]

Yu Dong's message directly made Guo Qianshan nervous. Four messages were sent one after another within an hour, each one more urgent than the last.

At least he was from Shanghai. Now the possibility of finding Zhao Yan across Qianshan has become greater.

Since he left his Dongdong account, Yu Dong also added it.

This time, Guo Qianshan quickly approved the application to add friends.

Before he could speak to Dong Dong, Guo Qianshan sent a message first.

【The world cannot tolerate it: Are you Brother Dong?】

【1: Well, you must have crossed thousands of mountains.】

Yu Dong's nickname "Dongdong" is very simple, just "1".

[The world cannot tolerate it: Uh-huh, Brother Dong, how do you know I am from Shanghai?]

【1:Is your surname Zhao?】

…

Zhao Yan was stunned when he looked at the new messages in the chat box.

He has always separated the online world from the real world very clearly. He never thought that one day people on the Internet would know who he is in reality.

His mind was racing, thinking about when his identity was revealed, who the other party was, and why they recognized him.

Is this your junior high school classmate Xiaopang? When we last met, we chatted a little more and told each other about writing a novel. Could it be that Xiaopang went out to look for me after he went back?

Or is he the son of our neighbor Aunt Wang?

That kid usually comes here to play, and he also knows about his writing of novels, but something is wrong. People in the hunting Yudong group said that this Dong Yudao appeared in deep space a long time ago, and he is very knowledgeable about literature. Everyone guessed that Old Dong

He was a professor of literature at a certain school, and neither of the two he had just thought of met the criteria.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After thinking for a long time, Zhao Yan had no clue.

He asked tentatively.

【The world cannot tolerate it: Excuse me, who are you?】

【1:I am Yu Dong.】

After the new news came out, Zhao Yan's eyelids jumped and he couldn't believe it. He took a closer look and saw that it was either Qian Dong, Qian Dong or Yu Dong.

The other party said he was Yu Dong.

Zhao Yan felt that he could no longer sit still, so he stood up and paced back and forth in the room.

"He said he was Yu Dong, he said he was Yu Dong."

Dong Dong——

There was new news again, and Zhao Yan hurriedly went to see it.

[1: Zhao Yan, I’m going to call your home now and you can pick it up. 】

Before Zhao Yan could react, the phone in the living room rang.

Zhao Yan hurriedly ran out and answered the phone in a panic.

Zhao Changtian, who was rushing to answer the phone, looked at Zhao Yan and asked strangely, "Your phone number?"

Zhao Yan nodded: "Yes, it was agreed in Dongdong."

"Um."

Hearing Zhao Yan's voice, Yu Dong smiled and said, "Are you so afraid of your father knowing that you have gone through thousands of mountains?"

Zhao Yan looked in the direction of his father and said humbly, "Teacher Yu, I'm either afraid, or it's not the time yet."

"Can you tell me what you haven't done yet?" Yu Dong asked.

Zhao Yan bit his lip and hesitated for a while, then finally nodded and said: "Actually, it's not something that can't be said..."

…

Although the two are only nine years apart, in Zhao Yan's heart, Yu Dong is his elder.

When Zhao Yan was only fifteen or sixteen years old, Yu Dong was already a famous writer and often walked around with his father.

But unlike other elders, Yu Dong is still young after all, so he should be more relaxed when talking to Yu Dong.

Especially after this incident, after Dong Yudao and Yu Dong reunited, Zhao Yan was even more willing to talk to Yu Dong. Now in his heart, Yu Dong is a Bole who is willing to support his juniors, and at least he went out of his way to encourage him in the comment area.

After listening to Zhao Yan's confession, Yidong couldn't help but lament that the communication between their father and son was really inefficient at all.

Zhao Changtian felt that Zhao Yan was too lazy and too fragile, and lacked perseverance when faced with things, but he still believed that his son was talented.
To be continued...