There was a period of time, several months, in the past in listening to Xu Fei's "That Summer" over and over again every day (hehe, I guess some classmates are going to open the music player, go listen to it, good songs), I was writing "Survival Diary in a Foreign Land", and then I remembered a lot of things in the past, my personal life is actually very bland, so plain that it is not worth mentioning, the teenage years that have passed, some sunny days, no matter how unbearable, these things have their own meaning to me. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

So I wanted to write a book about youth. I have repeated this time and again.

What kind of existence is literature? If I had to describe it specifically, I think it was one day -- a very ordinary day -- and you walked through the streets every day, and you saw something ordinary, like a car, like a telephone pole, and suddenly there was something in your heart that was going to come out, and you felt sad or melancholy, or something, and you had to describe that feeling, maybe in a short sentence that I was very sad, but if you wanted to convey this complex feeling to other people's hearts, you had to describe your whole life, when you were a child, growing up, Life things, people you meet, one day these many, many things are attributed to this car, attributed to this telephone pole, and then others suddenly understand your feelings.

Literature lies in conveying, it exists to convey such feelings, some people say that the last chapter of the seventh volume is not happy, yes, you think you are perverted, I think, that feeling can be moving, it can be memory, it can be introspection, it can be melancholy, it can be regret, I expressed this complex feeling, he is reflected in your heart. There was a part of the people who said he was crying, or very sad or something, and I think this chapter was a success, and I wrote what I wanted, what I wanted to express after a pile of 1.7 million words, and I was very proud.

Some people start to abuse, it's not cool, it's okay. It's impossible to move everyone with a feeling, and I haven't done anything to move everyone's expectations. But there is one thing that I never admit that this is a tragedy, and what I convey is by no means sad. At most, it's very sad, because the story is still there, we have spent a sad youth, and we can look back, but there is a future ahead of us. They are separated, not forever.

Then the words start from the beginning.

For a while, I was talking to people in forums about whether the writing was important or whatever was important, and in fact the general idea was the starting point. It's all about the bridge, and every writer has hollowed out my mind to think that I want to conceive a creative idea that no one else has. Perhaps because I have always been influenced by traditional literature, I have always objected to the statement that there are very few people who really succeed at the starting point because of the plot or creativity, at least, I only admit that there is only one copy of "Infinite Terror", if the writers succeed, it is because they have excavated themselves, this kind of thing to talk about is a big thing, and it can be stopped here. But, because of those discussions, when I first wrote about Hidden Killing, I told myself that I was going to write the most bloody and cliché book.

And then, follow through.

There is no outline at the beginning of the hidden killing, and there are a few images in my mind, the one where Yahan was kidnapped, and the lily. Jiaming's first shot, and then Cao Dongfeng's massacre, goose goose, song to the sky, I once counted about seven pictures, and the last one is Jiaming's breakup with Lingjing, memories of being on the beach. When I was about 100,000 words, I began to think about how to string these pictures together.

Wow, the male protagonist has a terminal illness. broke up with the heroine in despair. Painful tangles or something, see. Duoqiong Yaodi, the most bloody bridge I know in my life, it was used ten years ago, if there is a worst Oscar, it must be a little golden man - so I use it.

In fact, I have been nervous for a long time, because now it does not allow any low tide, but at that time this bridge has been turned many times in my mind, I can only use it to express the theme of this youth, I saw the scene of their breakup in my mind, saw Jiaming do everything he could, and then on the beach, from the beginning of the hidden kill to the present all the memories came to me, the beauty and simplicity of the past, the ignorance and innocence of the past, everything is like a yellowed picture scroll unfolding, we may be able to see our own past from it. I just wanted to write about a story that touched me like this, and I think it's actually a very positive theme.

I've been on the fence since the end of the sixth volume. Written with trepidation. I write YY Wendi. I make money to eat on this. I knew that this plot was going to hit rock bottom if it was written. Even if you don't smash it, it's definitely enough to choke. I thought about it for a long time. Maybe the landland will scold. What the fuck are you playing with at the starting point. If you want to make money, give me a good time. Otherwise, it's just a street. But it can't be helped. I have long said that I am restless. Always wanting to express something.

Even at the starting point. I want to try it too.

So. 1.7 million words. Just for this chapter. Lifting and closing. Here's the turn.

I once discussed with people why an article ended badly. Let's talk about it according to the YY Wendi model. In my opinion, YY is completely a curve pattern of sugar gourd. The first six volumes of the Hidden Killing Land can tell the story. Enemies appear. Down with him. Enemies appear. Down with him. Steady, steady, steady, steady, steady. In the middle, there are scenes of pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, etc. But the pattern is all the same. Because we look at the ground is an online article. It's okay to keep **. But this makes it difficult for a book to end. It is. Every sugar gourd is the same. You can take one anywhere no problem. Break off anywhere...... No. There is no way to break anywhere. Because it's broken. Nothing made sense before. Thereupon. The author is tired of writing. The reader also sees the time when he is tired. Come to an end. Unfinished.

Why textbooks say that an article should be carried on and off. Some words though old. But it also makes sense. That is. The small curve composed of many sugar gourds must also have a large arc on the whole. The article can become a whole. Distinguish the tail. At least that's what I think.

Hidden at the time of writing. Someone said. Since it's the name Hidden Kill. The protagonist must be hidden from beginning to end. I said since it was a hidden killing. There will be a day when there will be no hidden place. And only when he came out of the hidden state. Only**most**. Some people said they couldn't understand it. I thought at the time. The original web article. It's already starting to change the way people read it. One of the most emblematic sentences is that I often see some people criticize some books like this: "You are going to write this kind of plot in this book." Why didn't it be clear at first.

So I still wrote it.,The subscription of the hidden kill has actually been quite stable.,Even if it stops changing.,It's not down much.。 Of course, it's a pity that even if it explodes, there is nothing to rise, basically there is no fluctuation of the earth, after the plot of Jiaming and Lingjing broke up, the 24-hour subscription dropped by about one-fifth, I know that the section of "I Descend to the World Like Morning Dew" must have dropped, and some readers will go. But anyway, I'm happy, and I'm excited that what I wanted to write has finally been written.

It's not that I don't know how to yy, if it's all about making money. I can also write another six volumes exactly according to the first six volumes, universities, society, or whatever. But if I write it like this, it makes no sense to me to kill this book, and it makes no sense to everyone.

said that a book that had a great impact on hidden killing, Lu Yaodi's "Ordinary World", at present, the only thing that can make me read it again and again is Haruki Murakami's book plus this one. I've probably watched "Ordinary World" back and forth no less than 30 times, I like the love between Xiaoxia and Shaoping, and sometimes I look back. Looking for the plot that belongs to them, I once sighed, wow, it's so little, can you let me watch more stories that belong to them. So when I wrote about the hidden killing, I wanted to fulfill my own wish, and piled up a lot of life plots, Jiaming and Lingjing and Shasha, I hope that the hidden killing is worth watching several times in the eyes of some readers. When it comes to the finale, combined with their first acquaintance, their friendship in the ignorant years, to the love they conceived when they grew up, to their sad breakup, and then to the time they both grow up, and reunite, it will make people feel very emotional and satisfied.

Talk about the future.

Some say that the hidden killing can end here. It is a crippled classic. Saying that according to the author's conception, there is nothing to write about, heh. How is it possible, none of the ending education I received was like this. After determining the plot of this turning point, I began to imagine how it would feel to be in a few years, imagining that in a few years everyone would grow up, just as we had grown up in this city, going about our lives with memories of the past. You walk on the streets of the city every day, the sky is raining, the car is passing by, it is on the headlights, the café wafts out of the pleasant and delicate aroma, the street lamps are straight, the gift shop with bright windows, the open music box, Snow White spins peacefully, you hold an umbrella, and suddenly you see a familiar and strange girl standing in front of you looking at you, and then ...... You recognize her, and you are pleasantly surprised, but more of the indescribable fetters in your memories, the children and the love of the past, in this cold steel forest......

Why doesn't anyone think it's a great feeling? Doesn't anyone think it's a plot that's very much worth looking forward to? Do you still think that after carrying so many great, great, wonderful and wonderful memories, there is nothing left to write about?

Every time I think of Jiaming and Lingjing meeting quietly, I feel trembling all over my body.

What do they do, what do they say, and how do they feel for each other?

Of course, it won't be exactly like the above plots, reunions like the above, hidden killings have their own plots, Jiaming will still pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, the influence of the dark world will still come, the killing and madness will still continue, when Jiaming has no burden, no shadow, when the Ying family gradually loses ground in the struggle with the Fang family, guess whether he will directly blow up the head of this family - but none of this is important, just like the previous killing and compromise are not important. The important thing is the feeling of the city, the important thing is Jiaming, Lingjing, Shasha, Yahan, the important thing is Xun, it is Heidi, it is Dongfang Wan, what has become of him and them living in this city? I think this urban feeling should be like a song by Stefanie Sun, "E-1OV", hehe, I always look for inspiration in the songs.

I wanted to write a lot of things, thinking that this summary would be very long, and then my mind was confused, and I forgot some of what I wanted to say, and deleted some of it, but it didn't matter, I had already said what I had to say. Thank you for your continued support, accompanied by Lingjing through their childhood and adolescence, although the seventh volume is not satisfactory in terms of coolness, but at least this turn is quite good for me, some people are moved and some people even cry, hehe, busy work and study, recall the things that have been, it will be great to sort out the mood, I am also very satisfied to be able to do this.

It's the feeling that matters.

Then, everyone who is ready to scold, please tell me: SB author SB book, the author was kissed by a pig in the head when he was a child, kicked by a donkey, and caught by a door panel...... Then wash and sleep.

Still willing to support me.,I'm grateful.,Please look forward to it.,And then help subscribe.、Vote for a monthly ticket.,I'm just describing sadness.,Describe memories.,Didn't write a tragedy?

Updates are always not very fixed, because I am an inspired writer, and when it explodes, someone says, "If you explode at the beginning of the month, won't the monthly pass be given to you?" "Ah, ah, this can't be done (scratching my head), I've always disliked retaining manuscripts, how much can I code, I'll come out...... Here's an appeal to everyone to have the remaining monthly passes, and then how about booking for next month?

It will take me about two or three days to sort out my thoughts on Volume 8 and then come out of this emotion, and if I feel that the last chapter of Volume 7 is well written and touched, I think it may be a new feeling to review the previous content of the Hidden Killing...... Of course, I'm the author, and I don't feel much about what I see, and I can't be sure.

See ^^ for our eighth volume