Before I knew it, it was already two hundred chapters.

I've been entangled in the intermittent nature of my own updates before.,So I didn't realize it.,It's just finished updating the two hundred and twenty chapters.,Wandering around the living room.,While exercising between breaks.,While conceiving the following plot.。

I flipped up my phone, saw the writer's assistant, clicked in, and found the testimonial I had written in the hundred chapters.

At that time,I don't know much about QQ reading and the update mechanism of the genesis background.,This chapter was posted in the work.。

You can't see it on QQ reading.

It's been 200 chapters.,I want to say something.,But I want to stop talking.,I don't know what to say.,Just post this former self-encouragement words.。

The right to be self-exhortatory.

At that time, it was called, and it was written to myself, and it is still today.

As follows:

Chapter 100, suddenly a little emotional.

The title of today's chapter, which has a special meaning, is about the main character, but also about myself.

After the Spring Festival this year, I was tired of four years of numb work, quit my job and returned home, under the guise of going home to write a novel. At that time, I didn't have any long-term plans, but I just felt that taking a break was just the right time to fulfill my long-standing wish, from March to June, going out to travel, going home to accompany my parents, moving and renting a house, time passed in a flash, and another novel was jokingly written in the middle.

At the end of June, I finally felt that it was time to go back to work, and I didn't seem to have anything to do. However, the night before I joined the company on July 1st, I suddenly panicked inexplicably, what about my novel? Thinking about my dreams in the past four years, I am very unwilling. After a night with my eyes open, I turned down that great opportunity.

In a hurry, this is the book. On the night of June 30th, the first chapter was uploaded. By July 15, the update of 60 chapters and 200,000 words was completed. However, after all, I was a newcomer, and when I crashed into it, I realized that I was completely unprepared.

Failure came as scheduled.

At the end of July, something happened to happen at home, and I was exhausted from running between two places, so I had to give up the continuous updating of the novel. I thought I would end my dream of writing full-time, but after the job interview and onboarding in August and September, I realized that once I had a beginning, I couldn't stop dreaming of some dreams. Ever since I tried my hand at writing full-time, I've never stopped dreaming of writing full-time.

For 15 days in July, I sat in front of the computer for 10 hours a day, typed 14,500 words, and conceived stories little by little after resting.

The painful entanglement in October is probably due to the fact that I am not comfortable with work for a long time, but more of the factor is the loss and depression of the dream that is a little bit far away, and full-time writing seems to me to be close to the end of the world.

However, the joy of writing can be addictive and cannot be stopped. Finally came back. Even since the beginning of this month, I've been able to update one chapter a day.

Just think about the speed of more than 10,000 words in four chapters a day three months ago, it was like in a dream.

After being depressed for a long time, I gradually understood that I am a newcomer, with difficult words, fragmented plots, and no particularly brilliant ideas, and I really want to be a blockbuster, which is tantamount to a fool's dream. Since it is a dream, if you want to make it a reality, you should do the dream thing in reality, which is nothing more than writing.

Full-time writing may be far away, but writing is right now.

A person's persistence is indeed very lonely, and what seems to be said to others is actually just to oneself. After all, aside from my own daily voting, the poor collection of this book proves that I am probably only one reader. Saying this is to cheer myself up, cheer up, and tell myself that my perseverance has not been in vain, from scratch, from one to one hundred, in the future there will be two hundred, three hundred, four hundred, five hundred, six hundred chapters, six hundred chapters, two million words, this book should be finished.

However, the Heart of the Universe is over, and there are still many stories to be told in the past life, two, five, ten, twenty, thirty years, I don't know if I can finish the stories that I used to think about and sleep day and night in this life.

He's grown up, but I'm not growing up, but I'm trying to grow up. When I grow up, I should be old by then.