Crazy Psychologist

I don’t know what happened to him or who he met later, which made him suddenly change his writing style and his creative field.

Liu Yun actually turned from a novel author who flew to Istanbul on a plane ticket to an author like a travel blogger. He has even received an invitation from the consulate, hoping that he can write another "Travel Guide".

He has made a lot of money and has a lot of fans. Even during a recent meeting, Liu Yun said that a lipstick seller asked him if he could do some small advertising on Weibo.

Liu Yun naturally refused because the style didn't fit and he was not Li Jiaqi.

Li Jiaqi is a traffic star, and the traffic of many celebrities cannot be compared to his.

Pan Xiaoqing said this to Liu Yun at that time, but Liu Yun said that there is no way to compare, he is just a little fool.

In fact, it is obvious that it has successfully transformed with the times, but now it is Pan Xiaoqing who is in trouble.

Thinking and thinking, Pan Xiaoqing's stomach began to churn again. The garden with forked paths she ate just now might be because it was made from milk. Now her stomach felt very uncomfortable, as if she was squeezing a dumpling with a dry towel. , as uncomfortable as it is.

Pan Xiaoqing endured the discomfort and opened the writing software. When she saw the blank writing page, her head started to spin. Let alone write anything, she couldn't even look at the screen.

Feeling uncomfortable is the best way to describe it.

'What's wrong with me? Am I so useless! 'Pan Xiaoqing doesn't have the personality to admit defeat. It would be more appropriate to say that she has a strong personality.

Thinking of this, Pan Xiaoqing forced herself to face the screen and type something out no matter what.

Set a small goal. Today’s task is to write ten pages.

There are not many words in ten pages, and it is simply not enough words for a column.

start! start!

Vomiting feeling!

Overwhelming!

No matter how much, you must write, Pan Xiaoqing, you are an author, you are not one of those planners who think about making commercial programs all day long, you are different from them! no the same!

Pan Xiaoqing tried hard to talk with her hands, but the hands placed on the laptop keyboard were completely unwilling to move, as if they were frozen.

She stood up helplessly and beat a few times, her stomach bumping up and down like a roller coaster.

Then Pan Xiaoqing sat on the chair again, watching the cursor flash again and again in the blank space of the first line. She gradually became dazed watching the flashing cursor, and she seemed to see two cursors flashing in front of her eyes.

And for the first time, she discovered that the cursor flashed at a speed of about one second, or less than a second. As she watched it, she started counting as if she was possessed.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6

When the count reached over one hundred, Pan Xiaoqing was interrupted from her obsessive counting state by another churning in her stomach.

She discovered that the cursor was really a tormenting monster that moved almost as fast as the heartbeat of the person looking at it.

Forget it, give up! Maybe you are not that good at it. Don’t think that after writing a column for a few years and gaining some readers, you can stay in this industry forever.

At the beginning, I just wanted to give it a try. Do I really think that I can be like those foreign columnists, such as the New York Financial Times columnists, whose words and opinions are still very popular with editors and readers even though they have silver hair?

He is just a small one among all living beings, and someone gave him a chance to publish a few columns.

Even more, it was just because her parents' foundation had donated to some schools and hospitals that those experts were willing to cooperate with her interviews.

As for those topics that won praise, in the final analysis, it was because experts were willing to cooperate with her and tell her the contents, so Pan Xiaoqing had the material to write down.

If there were no experts willing to help, how could she, Pan Xiaoqing, write better than other columnists?

After all, there is a threshold for interviewing a doctor or an expert, because under the influence of some external conditions that have nothing to do with her own talent, she obtained special rights, and then she got those things that others could not. Content.

In the end, she turned it into a column and that was it.

In this process, Pan Xiaoqing asked herself, what exactly did she do in this process?

Nothing, she didn't do anything at all.

Did an author do these things? No! A self-media editor can do these things well. She just did some interviews with a voice recorder, asked some questions, exported the content into text, and sorted out the text, slightly tying up the incoherent parts. Become more coherent.

But the content did not come from her pen at all, let alone her brain.

These contents are the content of other people's work and part of other people's experience, and have nothing to do with the author Pan Xiaoqing!

Thinking of this, Pan Xiaoqing's thoughts fell into complete chaos. Not only did she feel uncomfortable in her stomach, she also became extremely weak.

The weaker you are, the less willing you are to admit defeat.

type! I must think of a topic today!

Unfortunately, writing is never something you can write when you want to. Pan Xiaoqing tried many times. Finally, another hour passed, and the cursor was still at the front of the first line, and everything behind it was completely blank.

Whiter than the cold sky outside.

‘I am not an author, Pan Xiaoqing is just a content organizer. 'The huge inferiority complex completely knocked Pan Xiaoqing down. She threw herself on the bed and cried for a long time. Then she decided to call Liu Yun and ask him how he changed in the first place and how he could put down his original novel creation and do these things. Things that keep up with the times.

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The call was quickly dialed, and Liu Yun told her that he was writing.

Pan Xiaoqing was a little frustrated, and she had to hold back what she wanted to say.

However, Liu Yun heard that something was wrong with Pan Xiaoqing on the other end of the phone, and asked, "Xiaoqing, what's wrong with you? Is it a problem?"

Kavin! It's impossible, how could Pan Xiaoqing be stuck in writing? He's not the author of a novel, so why is Pan Xiaoqing stuck in writing!

"What Kavin said is very common."

While listening to Liu Yun's words, Pan Xiaoqing seemed to hear the sound of tapping on the keyboard.

"Are you writing something?" Pan Xiaoqing asked.

"Well, yes, I'm trying to write something."

'Try to write a little? What's weird, the keyboard sound is obviously very loud, it must be a flood of thoughts. ’

Pan Xiaoqing suddenly regretted that it was an unwise choice to call Liu Yun. He was writing a travelogue now, and it seemed that Liu Yun's previous intention was to rewrite the book he had just published, making it simpler and less Some story elements are added to add more travel content.