Chapter 137 "Cheng Qi Niang" concluding thoughts

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Hats off to loving readers and lovable selves:

Thank you for accompanying me here!

First of all, I'm glad I made it here. The original intention of writing this book was actually only because I was at home with a foot injury, so I opened the book to pass the time.

The time in between is not long, but it is not short.

When I first opened the book, it was like knowing that I would win five million, and I was excited about how to spend it and how to use it.

The excitement at the beginning scared me, really.

I still remember when I was a child, my dream was to be a writer, but later the boring and complicated work made me forget the blood that was still boiling at the beginning.

At that time, I felt like I had come back to life, I didn't ask for a big sale of the book, I didn't want the book to be a good result, I just hoped that it would have an ending!

So I didn't put this book on the shelves for more than 200,000 yuan!

Probably because I was overheated at the beginning, I didn't know anything, I went on a rampage, and when I woke up as soon as I woke up every day, I turned on the computer and edited out the images in my head.

I guess I had been away from writing for too long, so when I suddenly turned around, I realized that it was wrong, it was all wrong.

The enthusiasm brought me passion, but I didn't keep up with the stability I had cultivated over the years, resulting in my writing being a mess, and I didn't even dare to read it.

It's a frustrating feeling, really!

At that time, no one read my books, and sometimes, I felt that if someone could give me a bad review, it was good, really.

But no, when I got to 260,000 words, I began to go back and change the previous chapters, and after 20 chapters, I couldn't change them.

So, I can only put it on the shelves in a hurry, and in the end of the fan, I also write very poorly, always in a hurry, quickly, and perfunctory.

Because I really can't face this self-created, devastated house, a house that almost collapses with the slightest touch of my fingers.

In fact, what is fragile has always been not the text I edited, but my curled heart.

Although these are all things that I may regret forever, this book ignited my passion.

Whether or not I will continue to write in the future, this is probably the book I cherish the most, and the transition of each chapter is a baptism of the soul.

What I learned in this book, the value it brought me, has far exceeded the value itself, and this may be the meaning of its existence.

So, at this moment, I am very grateful to myself for writing this so that I can understand more.

Secondly.

Actually, I really don't know if there will be readers who read it to the end, but I still want to thank you for seeing this and thank you for your company.

Because of you, I was able to persevere in writing even though I knew I would fail.

If you can, I hope you can continue to witness my transformation, thank you!

Pen: Repeatedly

Remained: 2017.312