The descendants of Yan and Huang are born noble, and they will never steal their lives
PS: In order to avoid others saying that I am gaining popularity afterwards, I deliberately posted a message on the published chapter and blog yesterday to remind you to watch this today. In fact, when I wrote it yesterday afternoon, I didn't know any big names who had spoken out in solidarity, so the content may not keep up with the situation. )
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I know the shamelessness of the original treaty, but I don't know that capital has now reached such a point of madness that it can set the new treaty so far beyond the bottom line of literati like us.
I wrote my own books, my own painstaking creations, no one is qualified to make decisions for me, even if these books are not good, they are my children.
The platform is just a place to borrow land to sell what I write, when will I be my master and can dispose of my hard work at will?
Be.
I'm not a big dealer, I may not be able to sell the copyright for the rest of my life, these rights are actually empty, and it doesn't seem to matter if others take them.
But what is mine is mine, and it has nothing to do with you.
What kind of publicity do I want to do, what kind of promotion do I want to do, I need you to decide? I need you to show my hard work to others for free? And update it at the same time?
This is not only an insult to me, but also an insult to the readers who have paid to read my books, because you treat people's blood and sincerity as idiots.
Since ancient times, literati have been poor and sour, and they are the dregs of a period of glory that will be forgotten by society.
Now, I feel happy that I can write books, support my family, and earn a decent living, which allows me not to face the countless grievances and grievances in society.
I know that if I say this now, I will get into a lot of trouble and may even ruin my writing career.
I've been writing books since I graduated, and now that I'm approaching middle age, I don't seem to know anything else but to write books.
But I'm not afraid.
As the title says, our descendants of Yan and Huang are born noble and will never steal their lives.
As an author of a book, no matter how weak I am, there is a bottom line that I can't retreat from.
I can't let anyone slaughter me, trample on my dignity, and throw me a bone and shout: Woo, come and eat!
There are many weak literati, many "swords", and more people who enthusiastically join the enemy, but it will definitely not be me.
"I Know Everything" is still in the last contract, and the new treaty will not affect me for the time being.
But I can't watch others fight, and I hide behind myself in the name of cowardice.
I didn't catch up with the last struggle, when I was writing traditional Chinese on Treasure Island, but this time it was in front of me.
When faced with only two choices, do you stay on your knees or die?
I would undoubtedly choose the latter.
If the New Book Treaty were a treaty that was not as good as this kind of deed of sale, I would rather close the pen than sign it.
If I don't even have this persistence and dignity, all my books will be boring, because they are written by a man without bones, what is there to read?
I can't let my father see that his son, who was able to start reading Journey to the West at the age of 4, has been engaged in literary creation when he grows up, but he doesn't even have the integrity that a literati should have.
I can't let my little princess think that her father is such a spineless and sloppy person.
If "I Know Everything" is blocked because of this, the number is deleted, I'm sorry for everyone who has subscribed, and I will be on the blog Junxiucai himself, free update to the end, and the number of words in the follow-up update will not be less than 1 million words - you should be able to believe me. After the strongest life was blocked, when I didn't know if I could release it, I also wrote 200,000 words, which I was going to send to you on the blog at that time.
I've never let you down my beloved readers.
If you can't finish the book normally, the only one who is sorry is you.
May I go through all the vicissitudes of life, and still be able to sing with my sword!