I didn't expect to come to this point so quickly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The day before yesterday, when the editor asked me if I could put it on the shelves, my mood was not happy, not excited, but -- apprehensive.

Yes, I feel very uneasy, my heart hangs in the air, and I can't go up or down.

What could be the reason? The grades are too poor.,There's too little to collect.,It's a shame to say it.。。 Think about it, there are not many readers in the first place, so won't they all run away as soon as they hit the shelves? After all, I still want someone to see it.

But looking back, what else can I do if this continues?

Maybe give it a try.

In short, it is a step forward, not backwards......

Put down the phone, sighed, and suddenly thought of a year ago.

What was I doing a year ago?

When I first started writing articles (as I said, I haven't been writing online articles for a long time), what I was looking forward to at that time was that one day I would be able to sign a contract, be favored by editors, and have a large number of readers? As for the shelves, it's still too far away, as far away as a dream.

A year later, in the summer, I found that what I had thought was getting closer and closer, coming step by step, from vague and illusory to clear and real, from anticipation to palpable.

More like a dream.

If I could, I would like to die in a dream and never wake up.

The day after tomorrow, it will be on the shelves. To be honest, those who are willing to stay will continue to stay, and I will continue to tell that story well. There are two shifts a day, at 12 noon and 8 pm.

Of course, I don't force the children's shoes to go, the encounter is fate, and I say goodbye in a chic way. We'll see you later.

(Okay, hopefully, vote up, and the collection adds up~~)