Chapter 550 - 550 Accepting Reality

550 Accepting Reality

“Eight hundred yuan a month… No wonder you are drifters,” Chu Ning thought weakly.

This amount of money could only fill their stomachs at the very least. They did not have any expenses other than food, let alone rent a house.

The other two people who were busy writing also closed their screens awkwardly when they saw Chu Ning.

The three of them had almost the same income.

“But it will increase in the future. As time goes by, we will only write better and better,” the novelist who opened the door for Chu Ning quickly added.

“What’s your name?” Chu Ning asked with a smile.

“Liu Yi,” the person standing opposite Chu Ning whispered.

Although they had been dreaming all day long of becoming rich by writing novels, they had no choice but to bow their heads in the face of reality.

Chu Ning provided them with food and accommodation. They cherished the hard-won peace in front of them.

“Liu Yi, how many years have you been writing novels?” Chu Ning asked.

“Three to four years,” Liu Yi said in a low voice.

“When I first started writing, I earned more than 10,000 yuan a month at my peak, so I quit my original job. However, it merely lasted for three months, after which I had only a few thousand yuan left. At that time, I still had the mentality of giving it a try and didn’t give up. I still worked full-time,” Liu Yi said with a complicated expression.

“Family, friends, the public opinion around you is very doubtful, right?” Chu Ning could somewhat understand Liu Yi’s thoughts.

“Yes, they felt that I was not doing my job properly. I wanted to prove myself, but later…I found out that they were right. I was under pressure, but the results were not satisfactory. My royalties were getting lower and lower. Last month, it was only 800 yuan.” Liu Yi smiled bitterly.

“The two of them are in a similar situation as me. They can’t even guarantee the most basic necessities, so they have even less of a desire to go home,” Liu Yi added.

“There’s no problem with your writing ability, but your thinking needs to be adjusted.” After hearing Liu Yi’s words, Chu Ning immediately discovered the problem.

Although she didn’t write novels, she knew that it was impossible to satisfy the material needs of life just by relying on interest and impulse.

Unless they were extremely gifted. But obviously, these three people were not.

At first, they might even think that they were outstanding, hardworking, and even top-notch in the industry, but reality soon gave them a vivid lesson.

Most young people would think this way, but after entering society, the naked reality would teach them the truth.

“Especially when you have to support your dreams on an empty stomach,” he continued.

“Actually, my parents told me long ago that as long as I go back, they can give me money for buying a car or a house. But I have to get married and give them a grandson. I don’t think I can hold on for long. I might really not be suitable for writing.” A person who had been keeping silent behind Liu Yi spoke softly.

“If I hadn’t found this place, I would have to go to work in the factory next month. Although I only earn 4,000 yuan a month, at least my life is guaranteed. I really can’t survive on this,” the other person also spoke with a bitter expression.

“I came to look for you because I need your help with something,” Chu Ning said with a smile after listening to their encounters.

“No, it’s our duty to help you. Or rather, it’s our honor,” Liu Yi hurriedly said.

“We might not be able to help you,” another person added.

“As long as you are willing to listen to me and coordinate well, you will definitely be able to do it.” Chu Ning was very confident.

“You guys should know how to write a script, right?” Chu Ning asked.

“Yes, but we usually write more long-form writing. As for scripts… There are fewer chances,” Liu Yi hastily replied.

“That’s not it. You guys think that you can only earn a few thousand or tens of thousands by writing scripts. People won’t hire you if the unit price is too high. After all, there are many famous authors. However, writing novels might earn you millions or even tens of millions,” Chu Ning said softly.

After she said this, the atmosphere instantly fell silent.

Obviously, Chu Ning had spoken their innermost thoughts. It was a cruel reality. They all had such dreams, but they were destined to not be able to realize them.