"Yes, I saved the manuscript, but I still have to change it, it's almost half past ten now, and I'll run out of time later, so you can eat it alone." After saying that, Frost Dew began to change the novel.

Xiaoting's anger in her heart suddenly stopped fighting: she picked a watermelon for her, she still didn't appreciate it, what novels, excuses, they are all excuses!

So a person was angry, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and went to bed immediately.

Shuanglu noticed that Xiaoting deliberately made a loud noise when she took the basin, as if to warn herself that she Tang Xiaoting was angry, and she was really angry!

Shuanglu heard the sound of Xiaoting slamming the basin, and she couldn't help but chuckle in her heart, but the novel hadn't been changed yet, and she could only hold back her grievances and be silent for the time being.

Under normal circumstances, Shuanglu will choose to revise the novel between half past ten and eleven o'clock, and then wash his face and brush his teeth and sleep after eleven o'clock.

After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I looked at my phone after going to bed, and it was eleven fifty-five!

Shuanglu suddenly remembered that Tang Xiaoting was angry, so she immediately opened QQ and wanted to say something to comfort her.

But Xiaoting sent her a message in advance, which scared her.

Han Shuanglu, is the novel important or me important, do you treat me as a friend!

After Shuanglu saw this sentence, although her heart was a little sour, she still replied: everything is important, there is no comparison.

Before going to bed, Shuanglu suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness, which blocked her chest and made her unable to sleep for a while.

Every time she revised the novel, she asked herself countless times whether it was worth it, and whether this road with no end in sight was worth it for her to do it.

Writing a novel is like climbing a mountain, and climbers will never give up on reaching the top of a mountain halfway through.

Once the time comes to exhaustion, the climber wants to sit still and not leave, and when there is no inspiration to write a novel, Frost Dew also thinks about not writing.

However, as long as she sees a good comment, even if she sees one more fan, her confidence will be picked up again, and then she will wipe away her tears and continue to struggle.

Those moments after 11 o'clock are often the most important time, because if they don't send it out before 12 o'clock today, it is a break in the shift.

Breaking off means that there are no recommendations, which means that this week, or a month, is a wasted effort.

Maybe hard work may not necessarily be rewarding, but if you don't work hard, you will definitely not get gains, she deeply understands this truth.

Writing an online essay is a marathon, not a 100-meter race.

In addition to a certain number of exercise cells, a marathon also requires perseverance and endurance.

Writing online articles, in addition to requiring a certain amount of literary talent, is more important to persevere, whoever persists to the end is often the winner.

Although this sentence is not 100% right, I am afraid it is 99% right.

And she, Han Shuanglu, wants to use her perseverance in exchange for some good returns.

She didn't know when those rewards would be, but she knew it was only a matter of time before she could do it.

Shuanglu knows very well that there are things that have a first time, there will be a second time, and she works very hard not to let herself break off, just to prevent herself from having a reason to be lazy in the future.

Every time she is sleepy to death in the middle of the night, the people in the dormitory are still chasing dramas, and the voice is very loud, she always feels that she is one head and two big.

At that time, how much I wanted to be quiet, and at that time, how I wished that the people around me would understand me more.

But even Xiaoting, who had the best relationship with her, didn't really understand her.

Get some sleep, get a good night's sleep, and you'll be up tomorrow, and everything will pass, Frost Dew thought.