On the night of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the lights were bright, and one night, Huang Haiming sat quietly under the lantern light with Senior Sister Chun, shoulder to shoulder, like two silent statues, talking about some past events and future plans.

There is a sentence that says, against the night sky is not too bright moon and sparse stars, time flies quickly, and before I have time to taste and feel carefully, I ushered in the rising morning light.

In the morning, Senior Sister Chun insisted on running with Huang Haiming in the morning, and after setting off firecrackers, she returned home, drank a sip of ginger soup prepared by her mother with sugar, and went back to the house to catch up on sleep.

After catching up with a chapter, Huang Haiming also took a nap in bed, and he would not be idle today, and he had to continue to go to his relatives' house for a banquet after the New Year, and it was another busy day.

Fortunately, he had prepared before and saved a few chapters for the manuscript, otherwise there would be a danger of breaking the update this Spring Festival.

But as soon as today passes, there is almost nothing for him, from the first day of the Lunar New Year to the fifteenth day of the new year, the time for the whole family to visit the house.

During the Spring Festival, every household is busy celebrating the New Year, and the authors and editors of the starting point Chinese website and the general readers are almost in the same situation, but there are also some diligent authors who take advantage of this opportunity and strive to update.

Although during this time, the editor will take a holiday, the number of readers reading books on the Internet will also decrease, and the great god author will slowly accompany his family to rest, but for those authors who have not gone home for the New Year, code words are the best choice to kill time.

With the author's code words during the Spring Festival, there will naturally be readers who stay at home to read novels during the Spring Festival, relatively speaking, there will be no fewer such readers, they will be more obsessed with novels, and they can also support subscriptions conditionally.

[Xiaocao's Pride] is one of the authors, who became famous with the book "Star Change" and the book "Star Change Postpartiality", and it was completely rooted in the starting point Chinese network.

However, his novel experience is not smooth, "The Legend of the Stars". After "The Ancient Heavens of the Flood and Desolation", he fell into the bottleneck state of the novel, and in the great wave of dynastic luck imitation of "Immortality", he collapsed and sank into the sand.

Every year, it is not uncommon for gods and authors in the online literature circle to fall into the sand like him, and it is common for the big waves to wash the sand and not be able to adapt to the development of the novel, and the godhead is broken.

Even the ancient gods, the platinum gods who have been famous for a long time, are falling every year. What's more, it's a small god in the middle of the gods.

At this time, he is in the midst of a hesitant and difficult decision, about to graduate from college, after graduation, whether to continue to work in other jobs or continue to write novels, whether to write full-time or part-time, whether to continue to imitate, or try to innovate on his own?

It's up to you to decide.

Standing in his room, along the rooftop. Look at the white clouds in the outside world, look at the children in new clothes, laugh and laugh with firecrackers, and watch pairs of peers walk out. He was a little, confused.

At a turning point in your life, how do you choose?

A choice at this time can often determine the fate of a person's life!

"Should I give up writing novels? Although several books have been written. It has also been keeping up with the pace of splendid development, but after all, it has no own characteristics, and it is not a long-term solution. In the final analysis, a person still has to rely on his own skills, rely on friends, rely on parents, rely on others, it is better to rely on himself, you should go to find another job. ”

"But writing a novel is my dream, it is what I have always pursued, immersed in the dream world of the novel, with the protagonist of my pen, from an ignorant child, constantly getting bigger and stronger, learning to work hard, learning to persevere, learning to take responsibility, ......"

"How good the days of writing novels are, with some fellow authors with the same interests, with fans who always follow them, and with the warm blessings of readers, [Xiaocao is big, Happy New Year, pay attention to your body, don't work too hard, it's the New Year, you can also relax and relax yourself. [Xiaocao is big, happy Spring Festival, today I will reward 10,000 starting coins, but my New Year's money, I have done what I said. 】”

Yes, what should I choose, if I don't make a choice, I hesitate, and when I graduate next semester, I will never have a chance again.

A voice told him, you have to persevere, stick to your dreams, persevere, and you will succeed.

Another voice told him, give up, be an online writer, stay at home all day, don't become a god, just waste your time, you still have to be responsible for your parents, and you will need to support your family in the future, writing novels is not the right way, it's better to find another job.

Two different voices buzzed in his head, like bees flying and foraging, like a mass of paste, heavy and confused.

In desperation, [Xiaocao's Pride] retracted his vision to look into the distance, since he can't think of it for the time being, then don't think about it, at least now novels are still his profession, and he must be responsible for those readers who are waiting for more rewards and subscriptions.

[Xiaocao's pride] gave up the idea of continuing to want to go down, started, walked back to the bedroom, opened the door, and gently opened the somewhat old laptop that I had saved up to buy a dime when I was in college.

As soon as I saw this notebook, [Xiaocao's Pride] irritable mood was much better, and I was able to try to work part-time for the first time because I needed a notebook to write a novel, and even if it was difficult in the future, there was no hurdle that I couldn't overcome.

The unconscious action completely calmed his heart.

After turning on the computer, [Pride of Xiaocao] is familiar with entering the starting point website, and by the way, log in to QQ. There are only a few people on QQ, except for some friends and classmates, the most are hardcore book fans and readers who have been added since writing novels.

As soon as the QQ of "The Pride of Little Grass" lit up, the news rang out one after another, in addition to some fellow authors, it was the New Year's greetings of some book lovers and readers.

"Happy New Year, little grass girl, I wish the next new book a big sale."

"Uncle Xiaocao, new year, new weather, safe and sound, healthy, remember to give red envelopes."

"Xiaocao Dada, you finally know that it's online, what about today's update, you won't forget it, you discarded us, and you abandoned it from beginning to end."

He couldn't help but smile on his face, patiently clicked on it one by one, read it one by one, and then turned it off, and asked back by the way from time to time, Happy New Year! Fun! You too!

Yes, it's the New Year, and we all have to be happy.

It took nearly half an hour to chat with readers, book lovers, and authors on QQ to greet and bless [Xiaocao's Pride] before entering the writer platform at the starting point.

Although it took nearly half an hour, he felt that it was worth it, because with book lovers and readers, although it was through the Internet, he was able to be full of motivation and passion in an instant!

This is his way of self-regulating fatigue, there are many bottlenecks in writing novels, and he will be irritable if he can't write chapters, but the interactive communication with readers and authors can calm all the troubles in his heart.

"I Want to Burial Heaven", this is the fourth novel of [The Pride of Little Grass], and it is no exception, with dynastic luck as the main line, and in many ways it draws on "Immortality".

It's just that I didn't expect that the number of Xianxia readers who wrote about the dynasty and the flow of luck increased in an instant, so that he who had a lot of advantages was leveled little by little, if he was just an ordinary author, he didn't have any curricles, who would have thought that there were a few second-tier and third-tier gods, traditional publishing gods, and also poured into the market of this theme.

And he, who has just stepped into the level of Zhongshen, is tragic, his first subscription did not exceed 3,000, breaking the lowest record since "The Legend of the Stars", which is only a little higher than the subscription when he debuted, just over 1,000 average subscriptions.

According to the newcomer and part-time author, the number jù is not bad, but he is not a newcomer, but a god with a godhead, and he has not subscribed to an average of three thousand, how dare he make up his mind to work full-time.

But these are not what he needs to think about now, quiet codewords, is what he has to do, click on the notepad, after browsing the content of the previous chapter, after thinking about it a little, his hands danced quickly.

Outside, everyone was smiling, and one by one, both adults and children, changed into new clothes, full of joyful smiles, chatting, chasing, and playing.

In the bedroom, which is not big or small but warm, a trace of light passes through, warm and a little cold, [Xiaocao's Pride] keeps dancing on the keyboard with both hands, and then stops from time to time, frowns, thinks about the plot words, deletes some, changes some, reads through it from the beginning, and after figuring it out, continue to write.

His eyes have been glued to the screen, very strict, not smiling, but peaceful, sitting very straight with his waist, from the side, it can probably be seen that he is a very serious person.

"Whew! Finally finished another chapter. ”

[The pride of the grass] stopped his hands that were a little sore, rubbed them, stretched his waist, picked up a cup in his right hand, and took a sip of water.

"Well, it's cold, has this chapter been written for so long? I don't feel anything. After pouring back the cup of hot water, [Grass's Pride] walked back to his place.

"Today, the five chapters of "Me and the Burial Day" broke out, all kinds of grass dolls, you must keep up with the subscription and recommendation monthly pass reward!" With a crackling sound, the latest chapter was released.

After posting the chapter, [Xiaocao's Pride] casually turned around in the book review area, the book fan group, and the author group, hoping to see the comments of some readers and book fans, and he enjoyed this feeling very much.

An effort, a harvest.

"Xiaocao mm, today is really powerful, don't say much, an alliance leader offered, just busy, the time is a little more relaxed, I didn't expect it to be a five-chapter update as soon as it was launched, I'm so happy!" Scarecrow, the number one fan in the book fan group of [The Pride of Little Grass], said.

"Thank you for the comfort, it would be nice if you could warm the bed again." Xiaocao's pride smiled and quipped.

"Okay, Xiaocao, if you can become a beautiful uncle, it's not impossible to warm the bed."

Xiaocao's pride made a tearful expression. (To be continued......)

PS: PS: I'm sorry, because of the review of yesterday's chapter, there was a chapter that didn't come out, the next chapter came out first, and then the order of the two chapters was reversed.