As soon as the author entered the store, all the people watching looked at him and laughed. Someone shouted, "A soup is going to be put on the shelves again?"
Two dishes and a soup did not answer, and said to the counter: "One subscription, and another monthly ticket."
So I kept eight chapters in reserve.
They deliberately shouted loudly: "Sooner or later, he will fall to the ground again, his crotch should be gone by now!"
Two dishes and one soup opened their eyes wide and said: "How can you slander someone's innocence like this..."
"What innocence? I saw with my own eyes the day before yesterday that your book recommendation was at the bottom, and your recommendation votes and rewards were all beaten by your peers."
After eating two dishes and a soup, his face turned red, veins popped out on his forehead, and he argued: "It can't be considered a failure if the collection is at the bottom... People read it!... Can the work of a writer be considered a failure?"
There were a series of incomprehensible words, such as "channel explosion" and "100% quality", which made everyone laugh, and the screen was filled with a happy atmosphere...
Two dishes and a soup make people happy, but even without him, others would live the same way.
One day, about two or three days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the shopkeeper was slowly settling the bill. He took down the chalk board and suddenly said, "Two dishes and a soup haven't come for a long time. I still owe a lot of money!"
One person who was watching the pirated version said, "Why is he here? ... He broke his leg."
The shopkeeper said, "Oh!"
"He is still a loser. This time, he just lost his mind and went to my house to make a scene, saying that he supports genuine products, supports Qidian, and protects his rights. Is this a reasonable thing to do?"
"What happened next?"
"How was it? First he wrote a confession, then he was beaten. The beating lasted most of the night, and then his legs were broken."
"And then?"
"Then his leg was broken."
"How about a discount?"
"How? ... Who knows? Maybe he's dead."
"Dead? Why is the book still being updated?!"
"That's true, but even though my legs are broken, I still have my hands and can write..."
The shopkeeper didn't ask any more questions and continued to slowly calculate his bill.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the autumn wind is getting colder day by day, and it is almost early winter. Even if you sit by the fire all day, you still have to wear a cotton-padded jacket.
In the second half of the day, there was not a single customer.
Suddenly a voice sounded: "Subscribe, does the shopkeeper still have monthly tickets?"
Although the voice was very low, it was very familiar.
When the boy looked, there was no one there.
I stood up and looked outside, and saw the two dishes and a soup sitting under the counter facing the threshold.
His face was dark and thin, and he looked terrible. He wore a ragged jacket, crossed his legs, and put a rush mat under him, which was hung on his shoulders with a straw rope. When he saw the clerk, he took out three chapters of the manuscript and said, "I want a subscription..."
The shopkeeper also stuck his head out and said, "Two dishes and a soup? You still owe a lot of stamps!"
"I will pay it back, I will pay it back..."
The look in his eyes seemed like he was begging the shopkeeper not to bring it up again.
At this time, several people had gathered, their eyes full of pity.
"Actually, 'The Resurrection of the Scholar's Spiritual Energy' is pretty good too!"
"It's just the price of a cigarette, but I subscribed to it for him..."
"Count me in..."
"Shopkeeper, if you place a full order, I'll give you a soup of mushrooms..."
"I still have a monthly ticket!"
"So pitiful, reward!!!"
But after a while, there were a lot of subscriptions in front of the two dishes and a soup, as well as a small stack of monthly tickets, and even a few rewards.
"Thank you, thank you, you are such a good man, a living Bodhisattva..."
Two dishes and a soup, I scrambled for the floor, tears welled up in my eyes. There is true love in the world, and I will be able to get through this winter.