Chapter 200 Do things that make you happy
"So the road ahead is long and arduous, there are still many things to do and some milestones to wait for."

Li Yan's speech clearly ended on a positive note, and she expressed excited prospects for the future more than once or twice during the speech, but Wei Yunzhi sighed softly.

"Aren't you tired?"

Tired? His energy is 30 points, and the progress bar is 60%. If he wants to feel tired, he may have to increase the intensity.

"I'm full of energy." Li Yan said with a smile.

"I mean, I'm tired. You have so many things on your mind." Wei Yunzhi finished eating the cake and was wiping his hands. "At the beginning, I heard you say you 'want to do it'. When you talked about various things that needed to be pushed forward in the middle, you already said 'I want to do it'. Then until the end, you kept saying 'I want to do it'."

"But if I want to accomplish what I want to do, I must do what I want to do." Li Yan said seriously, "If you want to enjoy the sweetness of a certain result, you can't avoid the hard work along the way."

"Look, you also said it was hard work." Wei Yunzhi stood up with a smile, patted her butt, and shook her skirt. "If it were me, I would be very tired."

Li Yan disagreed, "To pick a fruit, you have to climb a tree, and climbing a tree must be tiring."

"That's not what I meant," Wei Yunzhi suddenly put his hands on Li Yan's shoulders, "Li Yan, you told me that to experience the world, you don't have to turn your life into a taskbar."

Only then did he realize that Wei Yunzhi was talking about his schedule operations.

No...it's not the appearance of the schedule, but Li Yan's current mentality. It's cool that the system allows hard work to have a progress bar, and it's also good that the end of the progress bar is a task, but waking up every day is to log into the game of life, and completing this task and that task as required, which is indeed not interesting enough.

During those days when he was absorbed in painting in the studio, he was actually more excited—he felt a rare sense of engagement in recent times.

The higher the scores of various skills, the more difficult it will be to improve them later. Li Yan has always been very clear about this.

His Chinese language score is about to reach 60%, which is considered excellent among all human beings - judging from the total number of works he has published in various newspapers and magazines, he is qualified to be a writer.

If you want to go further, just relying on mechanical reading to gain experience will definitely have little effect.

It is impossible to make a breakthrough without further investment, but there are too many things to try in the all-round system and time is limited, so it is not easy to strike a balance.

"Be freer and more willful. Do things that make you happy." Wei Yunzhi's hand was still on Li Yan's shoulder, and his bright eyes were as bright as stars.

Things that make me happy...are really very simple solutions to complex problems.

If something cannot be sorted out rationally, use emotion to solve it.

But my little beauty, my body is very sensitive.

Wei Yunzhi actually pinched Li Yan's shoulder again, "Are you good at sports?"

Damn... Li Yan suddenly felt that she should re-evaluate the girl in front of her, "Let's just say I'm good at it, after all, I'm a sports student."

"Ah, very good."

What good?
"You're growing so fast." Wei Yun looked Li Yan up and down.

Did you just realize it now?

"You seem to have grown taller too?" Li Yan also looked Wei Yun up and down, and felt that it was a bit impolite.

Logic: It’s not rude at all. She can look at you, and by the same token, you can also look at her.

"Yes, it's two centimeters taller, but it may still be shorter in your eyes." Seeing that the cake was finished, Wei Yunzhi took the paper plate, "Okay, since you are so busy, are you ready to go back to the dormitory?"

It was time to say goodbye. Li Yan nodded and was about to say something.

“Do you have abs?”

Li Yan was directly controlled for three seconds.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally the words "You are still underage" calmed him down.

"Of course there is, but... isn't it good?"

Seeing Wei Yunzhi's innocent eyes wide open, Li Yan felt annoyed. A sentence like "What's wrong" would make him very embarrassed.

"Indeed, then later."

what?
"It's time to say goodbye. Remember, do more things that make yourself happy." Wei Yunzhi smiled and waved her hand, then turned around and walked towards the bus stop.

"Okay, see you when I'm free." Li Yan also waved her hand, leaving an image of a fluttering white dress in her mind.

The cake was quite delicious. Li Yan watched Wei Yunzhi walk to the corner. Suddenly, the girl turned around and saw Li Yan was also looking at her. She quickly turned her head away. "Wei Yunzhi..." Li Yan said her name and smiled. Just as she was about to walk back to the school gate, she suddenly heard someone calling from behind:
"Young Master Yan!"

Lin Zhiyuan? Li Yan greeted him happily, but saw the fat boy walking towards her with an angry look on his face.

"I went out to buy something, and when I turned around, I saw you two openly meeting at the school gate. I stood there for more than ten minutes. I was just watching your show, and you didn't even notice me?"

"No, why are you still hiding?"

"Do you know how much psychological trauma you have caused me?"

Damn, that’s not necessary. You are really not the heroine, Xiaopang!

"Damn it, it's fine that you're good at studying and handsome, but how come there's such a pretty girl giving you a cake! And you even let her hold the cake for you to eat, this is murderous, this is murderous."

It turned out to be because of this...

"No, don't talk nonsense. I didn't ask her to hold the cake. She took the initiative."

Are you still showing off to me?
The little fat boy was furious and pointed at Li Yan and said harshly:

"I will commit suicide right now and leave you without a father!"

After saying this, she couldn't help laughing, "Well, forget it, I am also very pleased that Young Master Yan can have a wonderful love."

"Who told you I was in love?"

Xiao Pang was stunned at first, then showed an incredible expression, and soon turned into melancholy, "Ah... In the end, it was just her unrequited love, or Li Yan, this heartless man, smiled and ate other people's cake, and wiped his mouth. She was just a good sister. Well, a man like you will always be a little bit scumbag."

"Teach yourself next Sunday."

"I'm wrong, Master Yan. I still rely on you to improve my grades."

"What kind of messed up books have you been reading lately? That's the word you use."

"You don't know, there's an online novel that I think has the potential to be a masterpiece, 'The White-Haired Emperor's Sword'. Although the name is a bit awkward, you can go and take a look."

"Hey, stop being so funny and go home. I'm going back to the dorm too. See you next week."

Li Yan finally slowly strolled on the way back to the dormitory. In fact, after returning from the founding of the tribe today, he was indeed a little tired. In Wei Yunzhi's words, he was mentally exhausted.

Once people are pushed forward instead of taking the initiative to move forward, many things will go wrong. Even if the energy can keep up, the mental strength will gradually run out.

He had a very obvious feeling when he was writing online articles. When he was looking forward to the results at the beginning, he was as energetic as if he had been injected with chicken blood every day. Even before the story unfolded, he had a strong desire to explore. Even he himself was curious about how the story would turn out.

But when it comes to the day-to-day moving forward phase, with so many other things to do, the feeling changes.

He would rather write in one go when he is in the right state, maybe write for three days and two nights, and feel refreshed after finishing a coherent plot. When he is not feeling any better, he will slow down, put it aside, and do something else.

This won’t work, it needs to be updated every day and in a certain amount.

There is nothing much to say. If you want to make this money, you have to abide by the corresponding rules of the game.

It's just that the task of writing has really damaged his mental strength. But he can handle it physically, and writing thousands or tens of thousands of words a day is not a problem for Li Yan.

Fortunately, he is now approaching the stage where the plot twists and concentrated outbursts occur. The bad thing is that this section is the most difficult to endure. Once he "loses the feeling", the quality of the thousands of words he is forced to write will hardly satisfy him.

The core motivation for him to write this online article is gradually being replaced by "schedule-style tasks" instead of the idea of ​​creating a good story.

If everything else goes in this direction, whether it's songwriting, painting, studying, or sports... that would be really bad.

Only looking at the results and ignoring the process, turning the process into a pursuit that ignores the scenery, and being eager for quick results, the system will control Li Yan.

On the contrary, if you focus on the process, care about every thing that interests you, and study every interesting thing, the result is just a guide, which will be achieved naturally in the process of moving forward, and Li Yan can make use of the system.

Thinking of this, Li Yan regretted not saying thank you to Wei Yunzhi in the end.

This girl was truly amazing. They had only met a few times, but she always had a positive influence on him, like a guiding light.

Li Yan smiled and pushed open the dormitory door. He immediately felt a strange atmosphere. Several roommates stood in the aisle and looked at him with expressions very similar to Xiao Pang's:
"You deserve to die!"

(End of this chapter)