When I woke up, on the way to work, all the friends in QQ were shocked to hear the news that the book was over, regardless of whether they were chasing the book or not, and then QQ instantly swiped the screen...... There are those who are reluctant, those who thank them, and those who ridicule.

I'm replying all the way, but it feels like it's a routine, and I can simply copy and paste a unified answer.

But a friend was right.

"Now that I'm done, let's write a testimonial......"

yes, after thinking about it, I really want to say something.

After all, I have spent 1,500 days and nights working on this book, and this life, which is more than a tenth of my life, should also be remembered.

I am a lover of literature, and over the years I have read many famous books, and I have also been deeply fascinated by the world created by those masters - especially Hugo and Balzac, whose works I never get tired of, and I have studied and studied their penmanship.

They were all French writers who lived in the turbulent 19th century, and it was because of them that I was interested in France and Europe at that time, and I was willing to spend time studying the society and customs of that time.

One day, I had a whim, could I learn the grammar of that era, and then transform it to write a Chinese online article that can cater to the readers of the current era?

That's right, it's pandering, I never think that writing should be high, since I want to show people, I should cater to the market audience, Balzac wrote thriller stories, Hugo also wrote legends, I don't think there is anything wrong with an author trying to cater to the reader, or reduce the style, on the contrary, I think that some modern authors who pretend to be sophisticated and pretentious are even more vulgar.

Of course, it's one thing to pander, but it's also important to write down some of your own thoughts, and if you cater completely, your work will become an empty puppet.

So, for me, writing is a tightrope between the market and the ego, and I'm careful to maintain a balance between that, designing the characters, conceiving the plot, and adjusting the structure of the story.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is a book that has poured my heart and hope into it.

I wrote this book almost more passionately and seriously than I did at work, and it was because of this that I felt a painful loss when it didn't go as I expected, and I didn't want to hypocritically say that I didn't care about grades, I really cared, because it represented a judgment of me, a judgment of the book, and the most intuitive indicator of the success of my efforts.

To me, this book is like my own child, and who wouldn't want their child to be loved?

It is precisely because of this that criticism of this book will make me feel very embarrassed and distressed.

Of course, I accept most of the well-intentioned criticism, and I try to listen to it, and even if I can't, I will be grateful.

However, when I was questioned and accused in a forum on the absurd grounds that "you wrote a book in China, why do you make the protagonist love France", I felt sincerely angry, and I lost my temper and said something that I am ashamed to think about now.

As a result, it naturally attracted more criticism and contempt, which undoubtedly lowered the opinion of many people about me and my book, which is something I still can't let go of when I think about it. I apologize to the people I've scolded, but I still don't think their advice has any value, and I have my stubbornness and persistence.

In addition, during that time, my work was also very unsmooth, and I finally had to leave my job, and the heavy blows added up, which made me extremely depressed at that time, and I vented my emotions at the end of the article several times, which is really sorry for the readers.

When I was at my worst, I thought about giving up a few times, and I thought about it.

However, maybe it's the obsession in my heart, I can't give it up, so I keep writing it down intermittently, I don't understand what it's for, it should be for love, and a "I don't want to be laughed at by you" insistence.

Yes, I persevered to the end, writing more than four million words, a number that I had definitely not imagined before.

Maybe there is still a lot to tell this story, but I feel that at this point, I am already worthy of my heart, and after three and a half years, I finally persevered.

Of course, I would also like to thank the book friends who have accompanied me all the way, thank you for your support and encouragement, without you I really can't imagine that this book has survived until now.

Reality isn't as perfect as I expected, but isn't that what makes it realistic?

I didn't write a perfect work, nor did I get the market recognition as I hoped, but at least I got your support and encouragement, and you paid attention to the book, silently spent money to support me, encouraged me, and believed that I would send you a story.

It's fate, and I can't thank you enough.

Thank you readers for always supporting me, because your existence, my efforts, the time I have lost, and the hard work I have spent are not worthless after all.

What more could I ask for?

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Now that the text has been written, the main story of this story has come to an end.

There's still a lot to be done, but I think even the most discerning reader will forgive me for having been writing for so many years...... Well, if I don't forgive, I can only say sorry.

Of course, for me, there are still some regrets, and I want to make up for some content in the future.

What I have thought of so far is to complete the Karl Marx commentary series, and to put the relationship between the queen and her aunt (the line of fall?). Finish it.

Of course, these things can only be filled in the form of extras from time to time in the future, sorry......

I will leave a special building in the comment area, if you have any extra ideas, you can fill in that building, I will select some to make extras, for readers.

Well, there are still a lot of things to say, but there is nothing to say, and a thousand words can only be combined into one word.

Good bye!

I am convinced that if there is a fate, we will see each other again.

O(∩_∩)O~