After Being so Poor That I Jumped Off a Building, All the Novels I Wrote Became Hits

"Miaoyi, don't leave." Lin Fan cried bitterly, kneeling on the ground and begging. "Lin Fan, you can't support me by writing novels." Zhou Miaoyi got into the Maserati luxury car owned by the rich second generation without looking back. The editor said: "Lin Fan, look at what you wrote. If you can't afford this job, go find an electronics factory to tighten the screws." Classmate: "I heard that Lin Fan writes novels full-time after graduation and is so poor that he can't even afford instant noodles. I really laughed to death." Parents: "Lin Fan, why are you writing some shitty novel? I think you are not doing your job properly, so we won't give you any money." Three months later. "Mom and Dad, I'm really tired. My son is unfilial. Farewell to my novel dream." Lin Fan stood on the roof of the seventh floor and jumped. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.