Zhao Yan, on the other hand, felt that his father was too cold and looked down upon him.

This time too, he originally told his father very enthusiastically about uploading novels, but Zhao Changtian behaved very coldly and had no extra words at all, let alone being happy for him.

So Zhao Yan held his breath and wanted to prove himself to his father, and the way he proved it was to get one million likes.

Zhao Yan wanted encouragement, but Zhao Changtian just couldn't give it to him. Zhao Changtian is a very typical traditional Chinese father who is not willing to praise his children, let alone he doesn't think it is a big deal that the book has been uploaded.

He has written so many articles himself and doesn't think anything of it.

Yu Dong thinks this father and son pair is quite interesting. His own father, Yu Hansheng, is not a very dignified father, and the relationship between father and son has been relatively harmonious since childhood.

"You feel that your father doesn't really support your writing, so you want to use one million likes to gain your father's respect, is that right?"

Zhao Yan said coyly, "It's not in exchange for..."

Yu Dong laughed and said, "I think your father's evaluation of you is absolutely right."

Zhao Yan couldn't help but ask, "What does my dad say about me?"

"Your father said that you are thin-skinned, have poor mental endurance, are easily influenced by others, and are not firm enough."

This series of comments made Zhao Yan blush and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl under.

But before he could find the crack in the ground, Yu Dong continued, "However, your father also said that you are very talented, have unconstrained ideas, and have great potential in writing. If you can overcome your inner fragility, you will grow into a successful person in the future.

An excellent writer."

Zhao Yan said blankly, "Really?"

Yu Dong smiled and said, "Work hard and don't set up obstacles for yourself in anything you do. You think reaching these one million likes is a kind of transcendence, but as someone who has experienced it, I tell you that letting it go is the best way to achieve it."

A kind of transcendence. When you let it go, you also cross a psychological barrier."

Zhao Yan blinked. Although what Yu Dong said seemed like a tongue twister, he understood the truth.

He swallowed and said, "Teacher Yu, I understand what you mean. You want to tell me that praising such illusory things should not be what I pursue. When dealing with my works, I should be loyal to my heart and not easily

Due to external influences, what you often stubbornly want to overcome will eventually become a demonic obstacle in your heart."

"You only understand half of it." Yu Dong said.

"Half? What's the other half?" Zhao Yan asked.

Yu Dong said angrily, "Hurry up and reply to the private message sent to you by the staff of the Deep Space Company, and then sign the contract. This is what the other half means. Why are you so crazy? If you don't want to sign the contract, I will disqualify you now.

The top ten will be arranged for physical publication, and the minimum initial printing for the first place is 20,000 copies. I think you don’t care too much.”

Zhao Yan was completely stunned. He didn't expect that Yu Dong would change so quickly. Just now, he was a life mentor who was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, clearing the air for him, and in the blink of an eye he was talking about signing a contract.

"Uh, sorry, sorry, I'll contact you right away."

"Well, you contact me first. I have something else to tell you later, so that's it for now."

"Okay, thank you, Teacher Yu."

After Zhao Yan hung up the phone, he felt much more relaxed. As Yu Dong said, he had indeed set up obstacles for himself before, so that he could not breathe.

He stood up and walked to the study. Zhao Changtian was reading some information when he heard the movement at the door and turned around.

"Is something wrong?" Zhao Changtian asked.

Zhao Yan shook his head, then nodded, "I want to tell you about my novel."

"oh?"

Zhao Changtian raised his eyebrows, turned sideways, looked at his son, and waited for him to continue.

Zhao Yan took a deep breath: "My novel is called "The End of the Great Wall". It won first place in the Deep Space "Escape" game essay contest. Deep Space has already signed a contract with me. The next step is that they are going to sign this book with me."

It will be released in physical form and the first printing will be at least 20,000 copies."

After Zhao Yan finished speaking, Zhao Changtian's expression froze for a moment, and then he said: "Not bad, pretty good."

Although his father's reaction was still dull, Zhao Yan was not sad, at least what his father said was right.

"Then I'll go back to the room first."

"Um."

Zhao Changtian nodded, and then suddenly said: "Go find your mother and ask her to come back. Didn't she talk about wanting to eat at an old restaurant a few days ago? Let's go together today."

…

"Did you say that Qianshan is Editor Zhao's son?"

After hearing what Yu Dong said about Zhao Yan, Cheng Yanqiu looked surprised, "I remember Editor Zhao's son is still in middle school."

Yu Dong laughed, "What year did this happen? He has been working for a long time. He must be in his early twenties now."

"You are quite young at that time, but I didn't expect that you are quite experienced when it comes to writing books."

"After all, he is the son of editor Zhao. He has been influenced by his experience and his writing ability goes without saying."

Cheng Yanqiu smiled and nodded, "Young people nowadays are getting more and more powerful, and this Zhao Yan and Xiao Zhou are even less than twenty."
Chapter completed!