I rarely look at subscription data, because I have always felt that if you write carefully, readers and book friends will naturally give feedback. 1978, now called the 70s on the shelves, 74 subscriptions, I don't care at all, it doesn't matter if I don't recommend it, two months later, I ordered 1160, although it is not as good as people's monthly income of tens of thousands, I am also very happy, and then inexplicably 404 for three months.

The wait was long, a month, two months, I opened this new book again, twenty years, the contract went smoothly, and it was on the shelves after a month of writing.

And then everyone knows that the 70s were released on the third day of the twenty years on the shelves. I was both happy and apprehensive.

I'm afraid I won't be able to do it myself!

From that day to this time, I haven't been out of the room, I woke up and was tired of writing, I fell asleep, black and white reversed, day and night, redrafted and wrote, thought about the plot and made up stories, and ate instant noodles for 12 days.

Today, just now, I looked at the data, and all of a sudden I fell into an ice cave, yesterday I subscribed to a total of 469 subscriptions in two books and five chapters, and I earned 10 yuan! I didn't dare to look at the previous few days, closed the web page, and lay in bed disheartened.

Frustrated, lost, confused, sad.

Baidu is all pirated at once, and I suddenly wonder what my efforts are for!

Curse piracy and watch piracy?

Blame yourself for not being able to write words that attract people to genuine?

or

abandon

I can't find the way ahead!

I'm a loser, as if all my efforts were just a joke, life is, love is, career is, writing, too.

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