It's 7:40 p.m. on December 31. I calculated in my heart that four hours was almost enough to review the year, so I began to write a year-end summary. You don't need to deliberately show it to anyone, so there's no need to talk too much about it, just cut to the point.

I just deleted 1,500 words of nonsense, I'm always off topic, and I should keep it simple.

On January 1st, I stayed up from the last day of 2016 to the early morning of the first day of 17, and then I was full of joy and uploaded the most evil generation. I want to write a new world of One Piece according to my understanding.

At nine or eleven o'clock on the night of January 3, I came to stand short. Suppressing my joy, I called my dad to report first, and obviously felt that my dad was woken up by me while sleeping, so I was very confused and didn't understand what I had done. Then I went to QQ and shared this incident with the most important people in my life at that time.

On January 23, two consecutive contracts were missed, and the third contract was finally completed. Thinking that the editor was so helpless at that time that he deliberately posted a statement, using me as a negative example to warn others to read the contract seriously, and I was so embarrassed that I was embarrassed.

On April 1st, the eldest son's extremely evil generation is going to be put on the shelves, and I, who is a father, are very excited, and from this day on, the extremely evil generation and I will complete the transformation.

In May, the inspiration for the Sin Eater came, but I didn't write it, because I was much more cautious.

At the beginning of July, I was so inspired that I wrote the first draft of the first chapter of The Sin Eater.

In July, August, and September, the most evil generation was scolded and has been scolded. I continued to write under tremendous pressure. This affected the audience I had planned to use when I wrote Sin Eater, and it turned out that I was doing it right.

On September 30, after my eldest son, who had written one million words for nine months, I led him to the finish line with my head held high. It's the longest novel I've ever tried to master, and I've made great strides in every aspect since I wrote it.

After September 30, I devoted myself to creating a sinner-eater, not to mention how hard I worked, after all, there was a sea of people who worked harder than me.

On October 27, the Sin Eater, who had been writing for three or four months, finished writing it, changed it countless times, and uploaded it.

At the beginning of November, my second son signed a contract, very calm, and understood that I deserved all this. A person signs his name in the dormitory where the contract should be signed.

On November 14, with not a single negative review on that day, I gained a lot of confidence and began to think about whether to officially change my position and write something that I wanted to write about in a deeper way.

On November 14, the record was broken, and countless book friends quarreled over some issues of principle. I was faced with dozens of people who had different views than I did, and for the first time I questioned whether I should surrender to them and write what they liked, or be myself.

On November 14th, I decided to continue writing and be myself.

On November 14th, remove all traces of the quarrel and continue to write the story like a nobody.

In mid-November, it was recommended, and the works of the same period were very strong, but they tried their best to rush to second place, and finally retained the third position. Expected.

In mid-November, I was recommended again with average results. Predictable.

At the beginning of December, getting a referral was stressful.

At the beginning of December, the quality of the second son seriously deteriorated, and large-scale negative reviews began.

On December 13, I made another important decision. Because I felt that the story was too badly written, I announced that I would stop updating it during the recommendation period and delete 100,000 words and rewrite it.

On December 14th, I was embarrassed to tell the editor about this, and the editor replied with a good word. No blame, very touched.

In December, I revised the manuscript and revised the manuscript, in order to be worthy of so many people waiting for me in the book review area.

On December 31, he was penniless, as if he had returned to the moment when he was uneasy and released the most evil generation. I don't have a penny, and I don't expect to make much money, I just want to write a good story.

That's it.

Fiction is my life, so if you look at it for the year, it's clear.

Again, look back at the age of thirteen.

I also wrote novels before the age of thirteen, but only blindly. At the age of thirteen, he wrote a fantasy, 40,000 words, ugly. is dreaming unrealistically, thinking that he is the most dick, if he lives forward for ten years, the Tang family is nothing. At the age of fourteen, I wrote an online game novel, 180,000 words, because I didn't have any time from Monday to Friday in school, so I relied on weekends to write. It was a very pure time, with the simplest dreams. But he broke his promise and didn't finish it, and it was ugly. At the age of fifteen, he matured a little, changed his writing for a whole year, and wrote a 120,000-word novella. After writing and releasing it, I didn't expect a big hit, but I accepted it calmly. The first time I felt like I was writing a character alive, and for a while after that, I felt like I couldn't write another story. In the early to mid-sixteenth year, he wrote about the Worst Evil Generation, and in the late sixteenth year, he wrote about the Sin Eater. This year is destined to be the most painful period, and countless negative emotions want to crush me. But it's okay, I'm the worst dick, I didn't fall. Now that I'm seventeen years old, the story of my second son's Infinity Garden has just begun.

I still have a lot of interesting ideas, a lot of interesting souls lingering on the tip of the pen, the first throbbing in my heart, and wild dreams in my head.

At the end of the day, I'm still the same me.

This is thankful.

Well, so much summarization, or nonsense, that is to say, there is nothing to summarize, I am still me. Then you have to set a goal, and you have to have a head.

Study well in the new year and write stories well in the new year.

I wish you all a better new year.

Then I hope for world peace, people don't be too impetuous, and there are more positive things.

There is nothing more to add.

Above.