Before I start babbling about pure hypocritical, I apologize to everyone. Said good plus more, but because I resigned after writing full-time, when I didn't take a small advertisement and didn't go out to take pictures, I like to scrutinize and write slowly, and I will commit obsessive-compulsive disorder when I scrutinize, often write 10,000 words a day and delete thousands, sometimes stupid people write 10,000 and delete 10,000, and there are always too few that can be uploaded, and push and push, and then can only be replaced by fat chapters.

I'm really sorry, but I hope you will forgive me.

But I am very glad that I have been sick several times in the process of writing the article without saving a single word, but I still ensure that I have been sharpening iron for so long and writing so many books, and I have never broken a new pit. Well, that's right, I've written seven books without breaking more, this is the proudest thing I've ever done, come, look at the little eyes I want to be praised, and if you want to praise me, please enjoy. If you want to beat me in a group, remember to bring a kitchen knife, I don't like empty gloves and white fists hehe!

In 18 days, I came to Moiron, and it will be two years.

In these more than 600 days, in "Overdue Love", I wrote about Deng Qiqi and Wang Shaodong, but I didn't give Deng Qiqi a perfect ending in the end, she finally lost Wang Shaodong, who is not a very gentleman, but she naturally understands the true meaning and meaning of life, and her life will definitely get better and better.

In "Love in a Fallen City", I also wrote Ye Okra and Guan Yu, but I have to say that it was the worst story I felt I had written. Because the material was given by Guan Yu's prototype, that is, the prototype of the male protagonist, I expressed it with the heroine's vision later, and I always felt that the expression was biased and too rough, but it was also the story I wrote with my heart, but the writing was bad, and I had to admit it.

Later, I wrote "This Love Has Nowhere to Tell Lovesickness", it is indeed a nowhere to tell lovesickness, Zhou Xiabing and Jiang Jingxuan, a story that is not very brilliant but also provoked my tears, Zhou Xiabing in reality is a stubborn girl who can no longer be stubborn, Jiang Jingxuan in reality is a little shortcoming, but he is a man who sincerely cares about love, but in reality, they finally said goodbye to each other in a way that made me feel particularly sad, and I wish Jiang Jingxuan well, I wish Zhou Xiabing to put down.

Then, I wrote Chen Sansan and Zhang Minglang in the story of "The Story of the Ex", their reunion after a breakup, the love-hate entanglement between them, and I once cried like a fool for them. Fortunately, Zhang in reality is a comic, or a generous and decent enough to tease, he is very good to Chen Sansan, and he is also full of kindness to my story, except for complaining that my window play is not very well written and not detailed enough, and does not express his courage well, he is a macho man who is so and that, and the others are really good. Well, life is still very good, right?

Later, I wrote about Zhou Mo and Lin Zhicheng again. I have to say that Lin Zhicheng is the favorite one of all the male pig's feet characters. I don't know why, I just like cold men, okay, okay, digression. When I finished writing this story, they were still separated in reality, but I couldn't bear it, and gave a perfect ending in it, but I didn't expect that during the Mid-Autumn Festival in a certain year, the sullen Lin in reality, he made an appointment with Miss Zhou Mo, and hit Miss Zhou Mo's car by the way, and then there was an excuse to go to drink together, and you all know well after drinking too much! So, it is also a very beautiful story. Well, that's right, I'm sure I'm still going to say the title of the book, in case someone sees me say this and wants to read it, isn't it? As for Lin Zhicheng in reality, although he is a little cold and sullen, he is still a good person, he finally gave Uncle Ben a book of dictionaries. That's right, I'm a person who was bought by a book, I'm so undisciplined and bottomless, please go in and whip me!

Well, then, I started writing about crushes again. In "It Was My Broken Heart", Zhang Jingchi is a person with the shadow of the boy I had a crush on when I was young. And Li Cheng inside, her tenacity and dedication to this relationship are indeed countless, she is a good girl who deserves to be treated gently for a lifetime, I hope she will be proper in the future, eat a little fatter, don't eat so much all day long and be so thin, pull hatred!

That's right, with all that nonsense, I'm going to get to the chase now.

Now let's talk about the story of Lin Sisi and Yu Minghui.

I said in the listing testimonial before that I asked for this material, and I found several alumni before I got in touch with the prototype, and after the conversation began, I felt that I was disturbing her.

Fortunately, Lin Sisi is a gentle girl, she forgave me for disturbing me and gave me the material I wanted.

However, I have to say that this story is the most tiring and tangled one I have written so far, especially in the chapter to the end, when I wrote about Chen Daowei's death, I lost sleep for two consecutive nights. Constant insomnia, insomnia without warning, and the thought of the ending given to Chen Daowei in this story is so sad, I can't get restless.

I also thought about it, otherwise I would write a misdiagnosis, write that he was misdiagnosed later, he has nothing to do, he is married to Li Jing, he has a lovely child, he has a very happy life, he is very happy.

But then I changed my mind.

The more his happiness is revealed in this story, the more he will compare the misfortunes of reality, and the more it will make me feel that reality is cruel.

I don't hide my love for the character of Chen Daowei at all, whether it's here or in real life.

He lived too persistently, and he lived very tired, and he once received a few warmths, but such warmth was ruthlessly taken away.

He is not incompetent in love. He does have the ability to love people, he is sincerely in love with Lin Sisi in reality, not because of how beautiful and lovable Lin Sisi is in reality. He was genuinely in love with that tough girl, but he also genuinely withdrew from that tough girl's life, in a particularly decisive way. Here, I still say the same thing, wishing him all the best and a good night's sleep.

As for the prototype of Lin Sisi, the girl who gave me this material and told me this story, at her request, her true current situation, I will not reveal it here.

Let me just say that she is a good girl who loves life, she is also a great mother, she is a beautiful daughter who deserves my awe, and I believe that her life will get better and better.

At this point, I went to read the closing remarks of my previous books, and I found that I said a lot of great truths in the closing remarks of those books, which seemed to be very powerful, a bit like chicken soup, and I didn't know if it was poisonous or not.

But here, I suddenly didn't want to pretend anymore.

Let me tell you how I went from a path to a top student, and finally turned myself into a code farmer.

I didn't read much before I came here to write my first book, but when I was in junior high school and high school, there were a lot of female students in my class who were watching romance and male students were watching fantasy and so on.

Later, when I was in college, when my classmates were flirting with men or girls, I was working part-time to earn money and earn money. The world is so big, I want to see it, but I don't want the world to be so big, I want to take my parents' hard-earned money to go out and see, all I will earn and earn money by myself.

After saving up the money, I will go to some places that I yearn for and take a look.

The poorest traveler, can't afford to live in a hotel, so I carry a tent, go everywhere, dare to take risks, except for not killing people, setting fire to and robbing banks, I dare to do anything that breaks the sky, and I don't live like a girl at all.

And the thing that makes me the least like a girl is that I rarely use my own tears or pity to get something for myself. For example, I am afraid that I will get wet in the rain, so I will always bring my own umbrella, so that I can not be like an abandoned woman in the heavy rain and look for this and that umbrella for me, so that I can decide whether I go home with an umbrella, or dress up in the rain to pretend to be romantic.

Many friends around me, especially male friends, occasionally persuade me, saying that I am too wild, saying stupid child, you live a better life than men, you deserve to be single. You have to be so strong, no man in the back is willing to be good to you, you are too strong to be sick, you have to be cured.

I'm definitely not cured.

Because I always believe that women also have spring.

Rely on it, rely on it, I talked so much, I found that I had a lot of words on it, and it had nothing to do with how I became a code farmer?

But it's okay, this is not a college entrance examination essay, and I will be deducted points if I don't write before and after, isn't it. I'll just say whatever I want, you don't understand, remember to bring a kitchen knife to me, I will definitely fight, find a small back mountain, you bring your powerful cousin, and I bring my powerful cousin, to a vigorous fight. I absolutely believe that I am a little fighter and invincible.

It's got it, and it's back to business.

I will come to this place of grinding iron, because one day on vacation, on a certain forum, I met an author of grinding iron male frequency, his text is serialized, he said that he hopes everyone will support and support, so I followed and took a look. In fact, I am a very impatient heart, and after following him for a few days, I found out that his maid did not end, and I will never watch it again.

Then I quickly forgot about the site.

But three months later, one day I had a brain twitch and suddenly remembered that there was still money in the account here, why did I have to come up and spend the money, didn't I, so I came up.

After browsing the website for a while, I found a few romance books and looked at them, and then I suddenly thought, ah, when I was in junior high school and high school, my composition was still read as a model text, I was in high school, and I wrote more than a dozen hard and soft copies, and I wrote millions of words of short stories, or I tried to write it, and I won't die if I write, isn't it.

Later, Uncle Ben wanted to do it, so he perfected his own information, and found the interface to send the book for a long time, and wrote a third-person thing, and after sending it, I also pulled friends everywhere to vote for me, and it seemed very accomplished and pretended, but after writing 20,000 words, I couldn't write anymore, so I deleted it.

After a few days of hard thinking, I started to write "Overdue Love". Well, at that time, the book was not called "Overdue Love", it seemed to be called overdue or something, I sent 6,000 words or 7,000 words, and the editor of the grinding iron, Little Lemon, she found me.

When she added me QQ, I was rushing to a report, and as soon as I heard that it was the editor of the website, I almost jumped up!

That whole day, I was so excited that even the most boring reports at work seemed to become cute.

From that day on, I didn't flip through textbooks and run and play badminton after work, but crouched in front of the computer and hammered, and finally "Overdue Love" was on the shelves.

The day my first book hit the shelves was August 8, 2014, a good day, and the subscription was 8.46 yuan.

Eight dollars, I could get more than four dollars at that time, well, I'm not good at math, it's probably that much, but I'm as happy as if I won five million.

Thinking about that time now, I'm still very happy.

I still remember the author who was the first to leave me a message, and when I received the message, I was really excited and excited, and my fingers trembled with excitement when I hit the keyboard.

Later, more and more readers left me messages, and I still maintained my previous habit of replying as much as I could, no matter how busy I was. Because I always remember how I felt when I first received a message. I also remember how I went from being a reader step by step to this day, with many people accompanying me, laughing with my stories, and crying with my stories.

Recently, I don't know if it's because of summer, summer is a season for nostalgia or what, I always think back to the past, think about the road I have traveled, and the more I think about it, the more I feel mixed feelings.

And now, I'm still on my way.

Yes, I'm still on my way, and I'm still on the way to reflect appropriately when I'm being criticized.

I haven't experienced any ups and downs in life, and many classmates and friends around me say that they envy me, saying that I have been very smooth for most of my life, basically nothing unhappy, and I am stupid and happy every day. Yes, my life is extremely simple, I am so simple from a female man, slowly aging into a female old man, I have not experienced any ups and downs, except for several thrilling workplace politics. (Of course, the workplace politics mentioned here, I didn't lose, I won, yes, I'm a black-bellied Scorpio, Bichi and White Lotus, I'm not used to hahaha.) ）

So, I really can't write a very earth-shattering plot, I really can't write a lot of particularly thrilling Hollywood plots, what I can write is the unusual in this ordinary life.

Or maybe I'm really deep in the routine, but there is no doubt that I really want to write stories that go to my heart, and I do want to write stories that I can look back on later, and I can occasionally cry about them.

Just like Zhou Mo and Lin Zhicheng, such as Zhou Xiabing and Jiang Jingxuan, such as Chen Sansan and Zhang Minglang, such as Deng Qiqi and Wang Shaodong, I went back some time ago to take a look, and I could still wipe my eyes while watching with a tissue, I am very satisfied with myself writing such a story.

There are also readers who are not satisfied with my psychological description too much, but careful may find that whenever some chapters have more psychological descriptions, the number of words is always more than 3000 out of 3400, and the extra 3400 words that do not charge money are my willfulness, I use a little hard to pay for my willfulness, I have not thought of making readers pay, this is what I dare to boldly say.

And there are complaints that I use mental activities to make up the number of words to drag the plot, what I want to say is that every time I write mental activities, the speed is ten times slower than writing dialogue, this is the truth, it is really the truth.

Because it is extremely difficult to guess people's hearts according to the situation and the situation that happened anytime and anywhere.

All I want to say is that if the stories I write are all compared to monkeys, then these monkeys may be naughty, cold, pretending to be forced, etc., so that everyone is occasionally not satisfied, and always feel that losing a peanut or a banana to it seems too unworthy, but what I want to say is that I like every monkey I raise, and I also take these monkeys seriously, for me, they have vitality, and I am worthy of them.

I'm sorry that I didn't satisfy every reader in the process of writing the article, but I tried my best.

Later, I will still be very stubborn insistence, I will only raise the monkeys I want to raise, I can accept everyone to express their opinions or point fingers at the monkeys I coded, but I will not consider taking it to South Korea for plastic surgery, I hope it still retains its own soul, instead of being transformed by too many opinions to have to cater to the market.

I won't say anything about sticking to the original intention, what kind of chicken soup can be.

What I do know is that there are too many things to compromise in this life, and too few things to hold onto.

The reality is cruel, dreams are hard to achieve, and therefore precious.

So, I will always insist on this thing that I can insist on, and I hope you will understand and forgive me for my stubbornness.

Before I knew it, I had babbled more than 4,000 words, and my fingers began to cramp again.

However, when I opened Lin Sisi and Yu Minghui's documents, I found that I could no longer type a word on them, but I still couldn't stop feeling sad.

This time I said goodbye, I don't know when I will be able to see you again, interact, touch each other's heads, and say a lot to each other, so I will say a few more words. But even if it's verbose, I'm really digging out my heart and lungs.

Well, in the end, although I have said this many times, and this time it must be the seventh time, but I still want to say, thank you all for accompanying me all the way, thank you for accompanying me through this summer that made me confused and anxious.

Well, thank you.

When I have the fate to say goodbye, I want to be hypocritical, I haven't seen you for a long time, is it okay?