HLnovel Chapter 321: What good things are you thinking about?
Chapter 321: What good things are you thinking about?
Chen An was driving, admiring the scenery around him from time to time, and was in a very good mood.
But Guan Juer's reaction was a little strange. Her restless left hand pressed on her skirt for a while, and then tightly grasped the hem of her skirt. Her cheeks were as red as ripe apples, which made her look charming in a unique way.
Guan Juer's heart at this moment seemed to be caught in a fierce war. She was so entangled that she had no time to care about anything else.
Her left hand on the hem of her skirt kept shaking, as if telling of her inner panic. Her heart was like a tangled knot that could not be untied, and the source of her entanglement was precisely this left hand that she didn't know where to put.
Her eyes sometimes fell on the passing scenery outside the window, and in her mind, it seemed as if two little people were arguing fiercely.
One side said loudly: "You are a girl. No matter how much you like him, you still have to be reserved. Otherwise, Brother Chen will look down on you." The villain's voice was stern and firm, which made Guan Juer's face flash with hesitation and uneasiness.
She bit her pink lips, and her fingers subconsciously grasped the hem of her skirt even tighter, her palms already full of sweat.
The other party shouted anxiously: "The man you like now has such a strong competitor around him. Whether it is Xu Hongdou's maturity and charm or Duan Jiabao's identity as a wealthy lady, you can't compare.
The only thing you can control is the relationship between you two. If you don't take the initiative now, will you cry and regret it when others find themselves in pairs in the future? "The words of this villain were like a heavy hammer hitting Guan Juer's heart, making her breathing become rapid and her chest heaving violently.
Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were filled with struggle and confusion, and the inner entanglement made her almost unable to breathe.
Guan Juer's heartbeat was like a dense drumbeat. She could clearly feel that her palms were sweating slightly, and even tiny beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
She wanted to take her hands off her skirt as if nothing had happened. On the one hand, she wanted to maintain her reserved and elegant image in Brother Chen's mind. On the other hand, she wanted to satisfy Brother Chen's preferences.
After struggling for a long time, just when Guan Juer was about to grit her teeth and do it, Qiu Yingying's clear voice came from the back row.
"Brother Chen, I actually have a question I want to ask you." Qiu Yingying blinked her bright big eyes and looked at Chen An expectantly.
"You ask..." Chen An glanced helplessly. Guan Juer's left hand was now covered by an exquisite bag. He sighed softly and responded.
Qiu Yingying didn't notice the strange atmosphere. She was a lively person who couldn't calm down. She had no idea what the two people were thinking along the way. But she felt uncomfortable holding back the things in her mind if she didn't ask.
"Brother Chen, is it very difficult to write a book?" Qiu Yingying frowned, her expression very serious.
"I'm asking this suddenly. You might be interested in this, right?" Chen An glanced at Qiu Yingying through the rearview mirror, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
Qiu Yingying nodded shyly. "I always felt that these things were far away from me. But the income from my current job is not enough to support my life. I was thinking whether I could try to do some side job."
"Writing, on the one hand, depends on talent, and such people are very rare. Among a hundred thousand authors, it's good enough to have one or two." Chen An explained seriously with a serious expression.
"Ah, so little? Then Brother Chen, are you a talented person?" Qiu Yingying opened her mouth in surprise.
Chen An shook his head and smiled, "I am a combination of both."
"What's the other side?" Qiu Yingying asked impatiently.
"Work hard." Chen An explained directly without waiting for Qiu Yingying to ask, "Practice makes perfect. When you write enough, read more, and understand more, you can naturally write good works. However, the premise of all this is that you have enough time."
After hearing what Chen An said, Qiu Yingying felt even more depressed, and her originally excited expression instantly dimmed.
The reason she had this idea was mainly because she was attracted by Chen An’s company she saw today, as if she saw a way for the poor to turn their lives around. However, the cold water she received made her sober up a little.
"Brother Chen, what if I write in my spare time? Can I earn some pocket money? Even if I can only earn one or two thousand yuan a month, it will make my life richer and I won't have to rely on my parents for support." Qiu Yingying looked at Chen An pitifully, her eyes full of expectation.
"Yingying, if the chance of success is slim when you focus on doing something, then doing it as a hobby will just be a waste of time and energy." Although Chen An's tone was gentle, his words were very realistic.
Qiu Yingying sighed helplessly, "Sometimes, I really want to go back to my hometown and take the civil service exam. At least I don't have to give most of the hard-earned money every month to the landlord."
After hearing this, Guan Juer turned around, smiled at Qiu Yingying and encouraged her, "Yingying, you can actually give it a try..."
"Don't mention it. When I mentioned going home, my dad went crazy and made a fuss, saying that those kids who went home had no future and asked me to just stay in Shanghai." Qiu Yingying pouted, looking helpless.
"They often give me financial subsidies for this." Qiu Yingying said with some melancholy, "To be honest, I am so old now, and I still have to ask my family for money. I am really afraid of asking for money, because asking for money has become a habit."
Seeing Qiu Yingying bring up this topic, Chen An asked, "Guan Guan told me before that you were going to take the accountant exam, right? If you pass the exam, the income is not low, generally more than 15,000 yuan."
Qiu Yingying smiled bitterly, her eyes revealing helplessness and frustration, "Brother Chen, please don't flatter me. The test is not that easy. With my IQ, I don't even have confidence in myself." She lowered her head, looking lonely.
"Yingying, don't say that. There are not so many geniuses in the world. Aren't they all relying on silent hard work?" Guan Juer comforted her.
"Brother Chen has already said that after passing the exam, the starting salary is at least 15,000 yuan. This is not only clear to me, but also to many people who share the same idea as me.
So the exams have become more and more difficult over the years. Many people have taken the exam for seven or eight years but still cannot pass it. I am just worried that my IQ cannot keep up with the difficulty of the exams." Qiu Yingying frowned, looking worried.