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I vaguely remember that I had a plan to open a single chapter to say something a long time ago.,At that time, I saw that their companions from all walks of life opened a single chapter, thank you.,Dixi has always had this kind of plan.,But it's been for various reasons.,So it's been put down until tonight.。

It should have been the night before yesterday.,Dixi had been interrupted for some reasons.,Just resumed a chapter update.,When I was about to upload it.,A stranger suddenly added my friend.。

At first, I didn't know who he was, so I didn't bother with him, until last night, he suddenly sent me a message to ask me when "Protecting Flowers" will continue to update, at that time I was particularly puzzled, I obviously just updated it, and then I was full of understanding, it turned out that he was the "pirated reader" in the mouth of our authors, although there was no phenomenon of pirated readers urging to change before, but this reader, really made Dixi I have a deep intention.

walked step by step, and only found out after communicating with him. It turns out that this is also a loyal "pirate" reader of Dixi, and the two books that Dixi is chasing waves ("Protecting Flowers" and "Star Refining and Piercing") that have been eunuchs have already been read by him, and when Dixi asks what other books he is reading, his answer makes Dixi feel particularly surprised, and the titles of the two books he answered happen to be the two old books that Dixi wrote in Genesis with the other two new pen names (one fantasy, one urban. Of course, I won't say more about the title of the book and the pen name Dixi, so everyone should pay attention to my "Protecting Flowers".

Although this reader's urging attitude was not very good at the beginning, and he even scolded Dixi a few words, this really made Dixi feel very moved, because he at least proved that there are still people reading Dixi's books until now (because of the start of school and emotional reasons, Dixi has been interrupted for nearly half a month, and a very small number of genuine readers have almost disappeared.) )。 Dixi is a freshman in high school this year, is a resident student, and can't use the computer to update everyone's code words, so he has to use a mobile phone, the mobile phone is originally a code word, plus every day until 10:2 or 30 in the middle of the night before school is released, as well as a series of emotional problems, plus because the class code word mobile phone was taken away by the old class and fined 1,000 yuan now Dayang (Nima is enough for two months of full attendance. So as soon as school is over, there is basically no time to code words again.

Indeed, there is another reason for opening a single chapter today, which is still Dixi's emotional problem, so Dixi has completely lost the passion and enthusiasm of codewords (originally the speed of mobile phone codewords is relatively slow.) )。 But private feelings are private feelings after all. Can't let him affect the business, take a day off tomorrow, and continue to resume the update the day after tomorrow.

Okay, skip this part of personal emotional issues.

So let's talk about us so-called "writers".

Writers like us have another unified name, called scum, the so-called scum, is the sand that is drowned in the sea of books, even if it is salvaged, it will definitely slip through the net, it is us.

Well, for us, the whole website is like an ocean, full of reefs, if you are not careful, you will hit it, and then, pounce on the bottom of the sea, or, you don't touch the reef at all, you are already on the bottom of the sea, well, most of us are the latter kind of people.

Like us, to be exact, like me, will cherish every reader's message, will be happy because of a collection that rises a day, not to mention, the 100 waves of coins (the least reward for each wave, equivalent to 5 cents), that is simply happier than 100 oceans!

More often than not, we scum will have a link ready to copy beforehand, and whenever we have the opportunity, we will seize the time to post a chapter, that feeling...... Well, it's like a beggar in the corner, holding a broken bowl in his hand, and when he sees the god with a ticket, he goes up with a smile on his face......

It sounds a little sad, but this seems to be the truth, in fact, when you look at our so-called "writer" halo, we put in three or four months, or even half a year, to write three or four thousand things, and then look at the taste, look at the picking.

At that time, I will feel like a performer, more like a singer, if I am not careful, no one may pay attention to it, and when those "Bai Fumei" are taken away, we scum can only clean up the broken can, go home and continue to groom, looking forward to a contract one day......

If you are lucky and are taken away by the editor, then you have to look at your own results, stare at other people's results, and ask for support everywhere with a broken bowl, if it's good, give you a click, if it's bad, it's white-haired hospitality, if you can have a ticket, to paraphrase a sentence in "The Legend of Zhen Huan": That's excellent.

If you are lucky enough to be able to put it on the shelves, you can write more than 100,000 words every month in exchange for a manuscript fee of 400 oceans (at least 4,000 per day, note, being on the shelves is a premise), and then wear the hat of "great god", earn money selling cold powder, and the heart of selling white powder.

Our scum life, it seems to be like this, a little more than ordinary people, and a little less than the gods, living in the middle, living at the bottom, once a writer told me that if one day, a reader left a message for him, as long as there is one, even if it is a brick, he will be very happy (the result is that after writing more than 700,000 manuscripts, there are still no readers)!

We will happily take out a few hours a day to chat with other scumbags, because they are all children in poor mountainous areas, so there are always so many common languages, saying dozens of collections to envy, a dollar reward to be jealous, and then ridicule, silently clean up the mood, looking at the strange and familiar words in the novel.

However, we must say here that we know how to persevere, we will think, I have written 100,000 words, there are 100 people reading it, I am very happy, even a click, a word of cheer, is a great encouragement.

I don't know how many scum like me there are, and I don't know when the scum like us will be realized, the so-called "dog planing", but we know that we have been struggling and writing our own different youth.

"We're all in the sea, I feel like we're like sand, it's not up to anyone to decide, roam or sprint......"

Well, let's not talk about it, my eyes are full of tears.

Today's birthday for my stupid roe deer apprentices, they almost all went out to play, all night. For various reasons, in order not to make her boyfriend angry, Di Xi didn't go, although she was also a little angry and unconvinced, as well as some inexplicable sadness, but today is her birthday after all, in short, she can't be unhappy because of some of her personal emotions, right?

One last word:

"Happy birthday, silly roe deer!"

"each other? It's better to forget about each other. ”

"Demon Saint Dixi, come on!"

[Demon Saint Dixi, 2015-10-14, 3:10 a.m.] 【To be continued......】

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