Whether it was the publication of her work or the award-winning graduation thesis, Zhang Manling believed that she had benefited from Lin Chaoyang, so she was full of gratitude to Lin Chaoyang.

Lin Chaoyang had no feeling for Zhang Manling's gratitude. His help was just a little effort.

After chatting with Zhang Manling for a few words, Lin Chaoyang asked about the distribution destinations of other people.

Zhang Manling was very proud of her success, and Liu Zhenyun was very envious of her. He had been a literary youth for four years in college. He wrote countless words, but very few of them were published, and he has not written anything famous so far.

Lin Chaoyang asked him about his job, and he simply said that he was assigned to the Farmers Daily. Lin Chaoyang smiled and said, "Isn't that great? It can be considered a professional counterpart."

Liu Zhenyun said: "If possible, I would like to change with Man Ling."

"I won't trade with you!"

The conversation between the two made everyone laugh. Lin Chaoyang comforted him and said: "The road of writing is not a 100-meter race, but a marathon. You are still so young and as long as you keep writing, you will definitely get results."

Liu Zhenyun listened to Lin Chaoyang's words and couldn't help but think of the year when he first entered college.

That year, Lin Chaoyang had just published his famous work "The Wrangler", and Liu Zhenyun had just met him. He subconsciously thought that Lin Chaoyang, a librarian, was a few years older than him.

Later, Lin Chaoyang invited him to dinner one time, and he realized that he was one year older than Lin Chaoyang.

The past events were still vivid in his mind, and Liu Zhenyun looked at his still young face with a lot of emotions in his heart.

I run a marathon at a marathon pace, you fucking run a marathon at a 100-meter race pace.

Life is so unfair!
Chapter completed!