It's very tiring to write online articles, and I've only heard that when I really wrote it myself, I realized that it wasn't very tiring, it was very, very tired! Especially when you put in the effort but are not appreciated, not only the body is tired, but the mind also becomes tired.

Physically and mentally tired, this is not the most painful, the key is halfway through the writing, at this time I can't stop. It is like its own child, from birth, it is already destined to be associated with itself for life. Even if your child is disobedient and ugly, it is still your own child, and you have to take care of him carefully. It's the same with writing a novel, it's already its own child from the moment it writes. When no one appreciates the novel he wrote, the author's heart is lost and confused.

To be honest, the performance of this book can only be described in two words: it has been more than six months since it was uploaded and updated, the click-through rate has not exceeded 300,000, and the number of subscriptions is even less chilling. I thought about giving up, but I couldn't bear it, as I said before, this book is my child, how can I give up on him?

My son is over two years old and very cute. But before he was a year old, he was not cute at all, he cried every night when he went to bed, often had to get up in the middle of the night and walk around the living room with him, and sing softly, he would slowly fall asleep, and after sleeping, he could not put it on the bed, and he would wake up as soon as he put it down, so I had to hold him all night long, causing me to often doze off at work. It was a really tiring time, physically and mentally exhausted, and I was so angry that I wanted to hit my son countless times, but each time I raised my hand high, put it down gently, and then stroked it gently. I can't hit it because he's my kid and he's young and not sensible. I was thinking, boy, you are torturing your father and mother like this now, and when you grow up and can understand your father's speech, your father will beat you again and make up for everything you owe to your father. But now that my son is more than two years old and can understand me, I am still reluctant to hit him when he cries.

My novel is really like my child, and I've thought many times, forget it, just let it be like this, let it die. But there is always a voice in my heart saying: "Lao Li, you can't be like this, it's like your child, you have to take good care of it, let it go through its life." So, I could only grit my teeth and continue to write, because I really couldn't let go. Not only to write, but to write with all your heart, to make it full, to make it different, to make it unique among many novels.

When it comes to the fullness and uniqueness of the novel, I also take great pains. I'm a fan of novels, and I like to read novels, both on paper and online. I've chased a lot of excellent online novels, not to mention the finished one, and the ones that are still being updated include Chendong's "Holy Ruins", the madman's "Swallowing the Sky", Xiao Sheng's "Emperor" and so on. To be honest, these novels are very well written and very engaging, and I want to keep chasing them. But in order for my novels to be unique and different, I gave up on continuing to chase them, and I didn't want to be influenced by them. Maybe when I'm done writing this novel, I'll continue to chase it.

Having said so much, in fact, I just want to write out the words in my heart and leave a mark on my own mental journey, so that I can remember it in the future, oh, I used to be so confused.

Lao Li is here to promise that this book will not be interrupted, there will be no eunuchs, no matter how bad the performance is, I will not let my "child" die. Today's outbreak of three more, has been uploaded. Well, aside, I haven't had breakfast yet!