First Divorce Forced To Become a Full-time Artist

  Chapter 5: Zhang Jingya was amazing (for collection)

  Li Ang shook his head: "It's not necessary, and I signed a non-disclosure agreement, I promised not to disclose any marriage news."

  Liu Liang looked at Li Ang, and shook his head after a while: "Hey! You are so good to talk. If I were you, I would have slapped and slapped him, his grandmother's."

  Li An smiled and did not speak.

Lu Liang looked at his brother Li Ang, feeling a little helpless for a while. He decided to turn off the topic and changed his wretched expression: "Don't think about that shit, let's go for a drink! There is just a bar in China World Trade Plaza that just opened. There are so many girls, I invite you to drink Louis XIII."

  Li Ang shook his head: "Are you rich?"

"It's not because you are in a bad mood." Lu Liang smiled, then scratched his head a little embarrassed: "And I was indeed okay recently. The website gave a tweet the day before yesterday, and the number of bookings has been broken 7,000 in the past few days. !"

  Li Ang has a little understanding of online texts, and knows that seven thousand orders are very powerful.

  But then I think about it, now I am lacking fans in order to continue my life, is online literature feasible?

  Thinking of this, Ang Lee asked: "How is the income and how many fans are there."

  Lu Liang shyly licked his lips: "I can't make a lot of money, but there is no problem with forty to fifty thousand a month."

  "As for fan value, how do you say this? There are collections and paid numbers. My collection of novels is about 100,000 points, and the maximum number of paying readers is 20,000, and the average paying readers is only six to seven thousand."

   "Oh." Li An thoughtfully.

   "How about Lao Li, you can also write a novel, I will teach you, and I promise to let you quickly go to school." Lu Liang looked awkward.

  When the two were talking, the door was knocked again.

  Li An and Lu Liang looked at each other.

   "Did you call a friend?"

   "Did you order takeaway?"

  The two said in unison, and then they shook their heads again.

   "Could it be any beauty who came to you?" Lu Liang said jokingly, then walked to the door and pushed it open.

  Outside the door.

  A woman wearing a black suit with a short black wavy curly hair stood there quietly.

  The woman is very beautiful, with a light makeup on her face, the corners of her mouth are slightly raised to outline a confident smile, and her whole body reveals a kind of intellectual beauty.

   is very beautiful and amazing, and there is a feeling that people dare not approach.

   "Beauty, who are you looking for beautiful women?" Lu Liang stammered.

  Liu Liang is an internet writer. He spends his hair in the room every day and runs his hair on the computer. He is single and has long lost his instinct to talk to women.

  Especially when he saw beautiful women, he even stuttered.

   "I'm looking for Ang Lee, is he in the house? I brought him a cup of milk tea that warms the heart in winter." The beautiful woman said, and she did not forget to hold the cup with the Starbucks logo in her hand.

  Seeing this scene, Lu Liang was extremely surprised.

   "It turned out that it was a beauty looking for Li Ang!"

  Lu Liang turned his head and glanced at Li An on the balcony, his eyes mixed with unspeakable admiration.

  He was shocked secretly in his heart.

   "Brother Lee An, you are amazing!"

  "Just after divorcing the superstar Su Yuqi, I immediately hooked up with a beautiful and glamorous intellectual beauty."

   "And this intellectual beauty, also bought a cup of milk tea specifically for you!"

   "No wonder you are not going to the bar if you are asked to go, because the romantic beauty has already made an appointment to come!"

   Shocked and returned to Shocked, but I still have to reply to the woman.

"He's on the balcony in the house." Lu Liang answered what the beautiful woman said, then turned his head and looked at Li Ang's direction complicatedly, and said: "Old Li, your home delivery is here, I won't disturb you, brother I'm leaving!"

  After speaking, Lu Liang left the house in a hurry.

   Li Ang, who stood on the balcony basking in the sun, was a little confused.

  Home delivery? He doesn't order takeaways.

  Li An looked towards the door, and happened to meet the affectionate smile from those beautiful eyes.

  Why is this woman again! ?

   Li An frowned slightly: "How do you know the address of my home, what can you do?"

  There was a stiff but uncoordinated smile on the woman's face: "I'll give you a cup of afternoon milk tea. After drinking it, you can refresh yourself. Besides...Can I enter your house?"

   "No, and I don't need milk tea, you take it away and don't bother me again." Li An said.

  The smile of the woman is not diminished, and the good-looking strong woman just pretends to feel like a little woman: "Okay, then I won't disturb you."

  After speaking, the woman really closed the door gently and left.

  Li Ang was in a bad mood, sitting on the balcony while basking in the sun, thinking about the next life.

  His life span is only more than one year left.

  At this stage, Li An’s only specialty is the literary knowledge he learned in university, and the poetry and songs he learned from the soul through the earth.

  With the help of poems and songs, he does not know how to obtain fan value for the time being.

  Would you like to ask Lu Liang how to write novels?

  But I don’t know how many points can be converted into the value of 100,000 fans in Lu Liang’s novels.

  Also, it took Lu Liang three years to write about his current achievements. Ang Lee has only more than a year to live. If Ang Lee does not succeed within one year, he will die.

  For a time, Ang Li was a little weak.

  The sun sets westward, and the sky is getting dark.

  Li An is in a bad mood, but his stomach screams unworthy.

  He decided to go downstairs to eat a bowl of noodles and a bowl of porridge, and then continue to quietly think about the way forward.

  He just took the elevator downstairs, but saw a smiling woman sitting outside.

  Black short wavy hair, slim suit, still that woman.

   "I guess you should be hungry at this point. I bought you the porridge. I asked for a long time the shop on the left of Shizuo Road." The woman came over and smiled like a flower.

  Li Ann ignored her and left the community to eat out.

  Just after the meal was about to check out, the woman preemptively bought the bill.

  Li Ang is not a person who likes to owe favors, although the meal was forcibly paid by the woman.

  Li Ang asked: "What do you want to do?"

  The woman smiled like a flower: "I want to know what is under that poem, can you tell me?"

  Although she was smiling, Ang Li could see that the woman's black eyes had unshakable determination.

  If you don’t tell her, she may keep pestering herself.

  Finally, Ang Li sighed: "Well, it’s a payment for when you invited me to dinner. But say it in advance. After Shi tells you, I hope you won’t harass me again in the future."

  Zhang Jingya immediately raised her spirits, she listened attentively, and didn't want to miss half a minute.

  Li An speaks slowly:

   "Jinse endless fifty strings, one string and one column to think about Huanian"

  "Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, Wang Dichun cares for the cuckoo"

  "The moon pearl in the sea has tears, and the jade in Lantian is warm in the sun and smoke"

  "Can this love become a remembrance? It's just that I was already at a loss at the time"

   Li An yin all.

  After listening to this poem, Zhang Jingya was stunned.

  If the full score is one hundred, the two sentences in front of him can probably hit eighty-five to ninety points.

  The next two sentences, especially the last sentence.

  After listening, Zhang Jingya couldn't help but get goose bumps all over her body.

  What is shock, this is called shock!

  What is amazing, this is amazing!

  Can this love become a remembrance? It's just that I was at a loss at the time.

  If this sentence must be scored, it should be scored at least 120 points!

  Zhang Jingya, who has a deep understanding of poetry, can vaguely guess that this last sentence may be a verse that can be passed down through the ages!

  When Zhang Jingya finally responded from a daze, she found that Li An had disappeared.

  At this moment, Zhang Jingya's heart was beating.

  If this poem can be placed on the stage of the poem conference, it can increase the audience rating by at least 0.3%!

   "How many years have I heard this kind of verse."

  Zhang Jingya muttered to herself.

  She decided, no matter what the price, she must let Ang Li participate in the poem conference!

  (End of this chapter)