This title is not taken randomly.

Because if there is no opportunity of the National Day double monthly pass, the time for my mind to be completely clear will have to be delayed a lot.

So here, really first of all, thank the state.

I wish the motherland will get better and better in the future, and the living standards of the people will be higher and higher.

There are more and more small long holidays, so that those of us who live by code words can have more and more hope for the future.

The task of seven days and seventy watches did not exist in the first place.

Before the National Day, a certain master set me a task of 105,000 words in ten days. The average daily update is 15,000, which is still on the premise that there are almost 30,000 words in the manuscript.

But even then, we all felt that the 105,000-word task in ten days was definitely difficult and challenging.

Because at that time, I thought that I was as tall as a master, and maybe I didn't realize that I still had extra energy to tap into my body.

Looking back on the past 7 days, it feels like a world away.

A day seems like a year.

Get up every day to code words, write until you go to sleep, the cycle repeats, gritting your teeth and holding on.

In the first two days, I was in a slightly better state of mind, because I had a manuscript to support me.

But from the third day onwards, the deposit gradually ran out of manuscripts.

Also from the third day, I switched to brewing American ginseng instead of tea.

To prevent sudden death.

This concern is real.

I can't imagine that a person like me, who is afraid of death, will one day give his life in exchange for money......

Since October 3rd, my average daily writing volume has reached about 18,000.

It may not be a big deal for some tentacles, but I know that it's close to my physiological limits.

Physical, energetic, brain, everything.

Especially for seven days in a row, I hardly got a good night's sleep.

One day, I also had a fever and sweating.

Mosquitoes, rats, cats calling spring, quarrelsome couples, drunk and fighting passers-by, early morning hawkers.

Living next to the market, you can let your imagination run wild.

For 7 days, I wrote about anger, because I felt that I couldn't do it, which is the kind of pain I felt about my own incompetence as Wang Xiaobo said, and on that most painful night, I wrote 14,000, maybe 15,000 words. Then the next day, I hurriedly made up more than 20,000 words.

Because the promise of ten watches a day can't be broken.

Therefore, I am even more grateful to so many people for not giving up on me.

I didn't know that there were so many people in the world who cared about me for seven days.

It was a real disappointment to everyone before.

I used to be such a bastard.

In these seven days, I have fully experienced some of the simple truths I once knew with my body and mind.

I can't say what I have gained, but it may be that I have further seen what kind of person I may be and what kind of person I may become in the future.

Half an hour ago, when I wasn't strong, but thrilling enough to finish the last chapter of the day, I didn't feel like it was over, and I didn't feel like I was super evolving.

It's just a normal sigh of relief, thinking that today's work is finally done.

Tomorrow can be a little easier, but tomorrow there is still tomorrow's work.

The master urged me to write a single chapter quickly, and I kept writing like this, and when I wrote here, I suddenly thought, oh, it turns out that this is life, this is life.

When people are alive, how can they stop one day.

At most, I have the strength today, do more work today, I am tired today, I will do a little less tomorrow, and when I have recovered my strength, I will have to continue to do it.

Otherwise, how can there be a good life?

A few days ago, I wrote about "Chasing Dreams and Pure Heart" in my book, and I used to be excited when I heard "cold eyes and ridicule", but now that I think about it, it's really ridiculous.

Who in this world has the strength to laugh at me?

Everybody's busy, I'm an egg?

Besides, since I was in high school, no one has ever doubted my abilities.

Whatever I want to do, people around me will always tell me with certainty: you can do it.

yes, I can.

I know, and others know, but why am I alive like a dog to this day?

Because I rely too much on my own actions, but I have forgotten the most basic principles of being a human being.

No one laughed at my ability, I just forgot the most basic truth of being a human being, so I deserved to suffer the cold eyes of this society.

I knew I was wrong.

I change.

In the past seven days, I may not have learned anything, but the fog in front of me is indeed slowly being cleared.

I probably knew which direction I was going.

But on the way to that faraway place, I still need everyone's help.

The National Day holiday is finally coming to an end, and more than 5,900 monthly passes are a testimony to every help I have received.

Thank you all for your help, you're not just voting, you're saving my life.

Thank you for your great kindness.

Balloon kowtow kowtow.