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715. Chapter 715 Confession of My Dream Yu Xi Confession 2

"What are you doing inside? I've been ringing the doorbell for so long and there's no response. Could it be that you're doing something bad inside?" Chu Yuan had just opened the door. Ding Qian didn't wait for him to speak and asked in a face-to-face manner. "No, are you coding inside?"

I didn't hear the word." Chu Yuan scratched his head and said embarrassedly. Seeing Ye Ming and Yang Yuxi also there, he said hello to them and invited the three of them to come in.

The four of them walked into the living room together. Chu Yuan asked them to sit down, and Ye Ming and Yang Yuxi sat side by side. Ding Qian skillfully took out three bottles of drinks from the refrigerator, handed two bottles to Ye Ming and Yang Yuxi, and said, "I'll just drink it."

, he also drank a bottle, acting like a master.

"Qianqian, if I remember correctly, this is the fourth floor and not the third floor. When did it become the master's house?" Yang Yuxi joked. Ding Qian, Chu Yuan and Ding Qian were stunned at the same time, looked at each other, and then moved away again.

Opening her eyes, Ding Qian waved her hands and said carelessly: "Master, I have been here a few times and am familiar with this place. He is not my type. I want to marry into a wealthy family."

"Ding Qian is just saying hello to me, don't think too much about it." Chu Yuan followed, with a smile on his face, but a deep sense of loss flashed in his eyes.

"Did you hear that? He and I are good buddies, but it's not what you think." Ding Qian didn't notice Chu Yuan's loss at all, and said to herself, and finally asked Chu Yuan, "Isn't that right?

Genko!"

"Yes, it's my buddy!" Chu Yuan nodded, feeling bitterness in his heart. "By the way, Yu Xi Ye Ming came to see you, and Yu Xi is your fan." Ding Qian said a few words and brought the topic to

elsewhere.

"Your pen name is Hanxue Independent, right?" Yang Yuxi then asked. "Yes, how do you know?" Chu Yuan nodded, and then looked at Yang Yuxi doubtfully. His pen name has never been told to others, and he has never even told anyone about it.

I haven't added any fans, and even Ding Qian doesn't know about it. How did she know about it?

"Yu Xi is fascinated by your novels. I found you through the website." Ye Ming explained with a smile. "So that's it." Chu Yuan nodded, which made sense.

"Xiao Yuanzi, you can do it. Yu Xi rarely reads online articles, but she has become a fan of yours." Ding Qian patted Chu Yuan on the shoulder and praised. "Just write randomly and talk about it."

Make up stories." Chu Yuan said modestly.

"I think so. What's the point of online articles? They are just writing nonsense to deceive primary school students." Ding Qian nodded and said. She was still praising in the first sentence, but she started to belittle in the next sentence, which made Chu Yuan feel a little jealous just now.

The pride suddenly floated away to the sky again.

"Qianqian, you can't say that. Nowadays, online writing is developing very fast. Some top online writing writers have an annual income of tens of millions. Many big companies attach great importance to this area. Tencent, Alibaba, Baidu and many others

Companies are all vying for this piece of cake, and the salary for outstanding writers is still very high." Yang Yuxi said sternly.

"Is it so powerful?" Ding Qian asked suspiciously, and looked at Chu Yuan. Chu Yuan nodded and said: "That's right, now that people's lives are rich, they begin to pay attention to spiritual life and entertainment, and writing is everything.

The foundation of entertainment has received more and more attention, and the future development prospects are very good."

"What about you? How are you? Do you have tens of millions a year?" Ding Qian asked with interest. Chu Yuan suddenly became embarrassed, smiled bitterly and shook his head, "No!"


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