This must be an oolong!

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100,000 words, I wrote it for nearly a month, and finally learned from the pain, the eunuch, write a hammer, don't write!

My dear old readers, don't be in a hurry to scold, let me quibble seriously!

Why am I a eunuch?

As follows:

I studied this book for nearly a month before I started writing, and I thought about it a lot and did a lot of design before I started writing:

First of all, what is a gold finger? hanging, is it cool, can it resonate? and then readers have a happy GC together?

Secondly, is it okay for the protagonist to be called Emperor Batian? Can the protagonist smile evilly, can it make the reader flow? What kind of family background does the protagonist have? What kind of family background, parents are poor and pitiful, or is he worth trillions of dollars?

Secondly, who is the heroine, pure and cute little Lori? Gao Leng Royal Sister loves leather whips, forgetful and stupid Bai Xiao Tiantian?

Overturn all of the above, enter the house!

began to make up more than a dozen eschatological texts, and combined with some of the eschatological texts I had read before, various summaries, and various inferences.

Suddenly, the spirit was lifted! The inspiration moved! The confidence was ready!

Pregnant!

I want to ride the wind and waves, kill all the online articles, become a god, lay the foundation for all generations, and bow down and surrender to the five whites of the Central Plains!

For example, I wrote:

The protagonist is reborn in the last days, knows everything that is about to be born, all kinds of hanging, cool and crooked!

The protagonist warns in advance, hides and develops lewdly, and develops steadily!

The protagonist's material cultivation and hoarding farming life flow.

The protagonist awakens his ability and turns the world upside down!

Protagonist......

I'm rubbing, rubbish, whatever, forget it.

Isn't this all written by others?

In the era of modern online literature that advocates novelty, isn't it too shameless to pick up these stinky shoes?

I can't write that, I consider myself a fresh, talented, detached from low-brow tastes, eclectic...... Author!

I'm going to start another stove!

I want to think!

So I moved the stool, sat on the balcony and watched the passers-by, appreciate the world, wander outside the things, and enter the state of selflessness, which is basically an operation only for the old monster!

And then there we had!

I've got an idea again!

"The Son-in-law of the Last Days" !!!

Great Fire!

The protagonist is in the last days, and he is a son-in-law for the daughter of the corpse king, and he is looked down upon by the corpse king's mother-in-law, the corpse king's father-in-law, and the zombie sister-in-law!

"Garbage, garbage, not even biting, what's the use of leaving you?"

"In addition to boiling human blood every day and cleaning up clothes, you don't even dare to bite anyone, scum!"

Immediately, the grandmother of the zombie wife celebrated the fifth anniversary of becoming a zombie, and the protagonist was completely looked down upon by the zombie relatives during the banquet.

The protagonist is angry and calls his grandmother: Grandma, call me a billion......

Oh! The routine is not right! Count the ball, rethink!

I'm lost in thought again!

After pondering for half a month, let's open a decent article and develop steadily.

But let's not engage in the unique routines of previous post-apocalyptic novels, what warnings, hoarding, all kinds of reports, start.

Straight to the start, straight to the adventure, isn't it very good?

Well, that's it!

Is the protagonist too monotonous alone?

Add a girl, right? I didn't add those eschatological texts before, I have to add them!

Well, plus!

What's the girl?

The eldest lady of a rich family, pushing backwards, small whips, dripping candles, will it be very cool?

Refreshing!

But we can't be the Virgin, never the Virgin, let's be profitable, we have to be cool, we have to explode!

Let's go!

Bang Bang Bang!

100,000 words, upload!

Then, every day I was excited to H o'clock, this is a bull pen, and surpassing the old book is just around the corner!

I'm a different author! That's great!

Then, the readers' comments came like ****.

As follows:

"It's been tested, and it's extremely toxic. ”

"That woman let her die, it's disgusting, phew, garbage!"

"What a virgin, a virgin of death, disgusting!"

"It's so disgusting, I almost threw up after reading a few chapters, and I can't eat anymore!"

"Our Lady of Nyima, disgusting, let the protagonist die, and the author dies!"

"Trash, identified!"

"The protagonist is as cowardly as a dog, and people are bullied to the door, and he doesn't dare to kill anyone.

"This is the first time the author has written it, right? To be honest, it's really badly written, I'll tell you how to write it......"

"This author is a novice at first glance, and he is not an old book lover, and the eschatological text is not written like this at all, and there are a lot of things missing!"

"Author, I beg you, don't write it, it's rubbish!"

"Author!I suggest you read xx's post-apocalyptic novels, you will learn a lot, what are you writing about?"

"Uncle obviously writes very well, don't do this. Only a young reader with a reading time of 0 said weakly.

......

“......”

I sat in front of my computer and was stunned, and I couldn't be relieved by the only maintenance comment.

Those poisonous comments were like sharp arrows, whistling and piercing the major arteries of my heart!

Why?

This is not the result I want, the result!

I crouched in the corner and smoked half a pack of cigarettes.

That's not right!

I am nearly forty years old, my child is already in middle school, more than a dozen vests, and an author who has been writing online articles for ten years, why do I have such treatment?

Why was he scolded as a grandson by a group of teenage readers?

That's not good! I'm right, I'm right!

My life is up to me!

I've got to fight back!

So, I clicked on a comment, only to see that it was written "garbage article, garbage author, author's dead mother!"

It's so vicious!

Immediate reply: Fuck you, you big watermelon, you mentally retarded thing, fuck your uncle!

Permanently banned!

Bye-bye!

Unexpectedly, he left a message in the background to scold, and even changed his screen name to "Chen Duo Suspicious of His Dad".

This can't be endured! Don't bully the middle-aged poor and get him!

"Rub your mother, your sister, your sister......" My eyes showed a rage like an abyss, like a god king descending, the momentum was like a rainbow, and it was like hell at a thought, so I replied.

Unexpectedly, he replied: "xxxxx......"

As a result, the two scolded back and forth all night, and they were too old to get enough of it, and they were even a little unsatisfied......

The next day, at dawn!

With a pair of panda eyes on my head and a trembling body, I looked at the book's recommended ranking:

No. 15 with a total of 20 books.

Poor!

"Suck-"

The cigarette is a bit smoky.

My daughter started school today!

I threw away the remaining cigarette butts, put on a tattered suit from twenty years ago, wore ripped socks and leather shoes, and wore expired mousse in my hair, looking like a dog.

Then I took my daughter to school on a battery bike.

My daughter asked me halfway: Dad, has the novel produced results?

I smiled proudly: Baby, it's not your dad who blows to you, your dad is a writer who is a great god of the Internet, that's a boutique, a super god, make money and earn hand cramps, and when you graduate, your dad will start a company, worth hundreds of millions, and let you be a rich second generation!

"I'm obviously a lv5 writer. The daughter muttered something and asked, "Do your readers like you?"

I smiled indifferently, detached: it can be said that they worship me and treat me as an idol, in their minds, I am Yibo, Ah Zhan, and Ah Xian in the entertainment industry, and there is not even a person who sprays me.

"You're amazing!" the daughter jumped into the schoolyard.

I looked at her back for a long, long time, and the smile on my face disappeared little by little.

Eyes are a little dry.

I went back and bought a bun for two yuan, took out my mobile phone while eating, opened WeChat, smiled heaps on my face, showed eight teeth, and sent out a WeChat:

"Editor, good morning! How about I test the waters? Will I get results?"

Half an hour later, the editor replied: "It's too average, it won't produce results!"

Me: "Shall I continue to write and write?"

Edit: "Cut it?"

I pretended I didn't understand: "What did you cut?

Editor: "Eunuch!

I silently turned off my phone and looked at the sky.

At this time, a few young people passed by, and one of them said: "I want to write a novel, I heard that it is very profitable, better than a part-time job!"

I looked at him and smiled, it was my lost youth!

When I got home, I turned on my computer and logged in to the writer's background, and I felt sorry for many people, such as a good reader and good friend of mine, Mr. "Desire", which made you break the bank!

Finally, knock down: this must be an oolong!

PS: The author may be a sand sculpture author, but he must not be an author who is easy to be knocked down! Don't bully the middle-aged poor, we will definitely make a comeback!