As the title suggests, the book is over.

I didn't expect that I still came to this point, how to say that I regret it in my heart. I stayed up late yesterday and chatted for a long time in the group, and my book friends have been persuading me to continue writing and writing, and the story has just begun.

I also felt that the story had just begun, and I conceived tens of thousands of words of background settings and character portrayals, and it ended up like this.

I summarized it myself, and there are the following points in total:

1. This book is written against the general trend of online literature, except for the beginning and back of the pig's feet are playing soy sauce. In the end, it was not satisfactory because it was too hasty and the mentality collapsed.

2. Not cool enough! Personally, I think this book is more inclined to traditional literature, the story is slow and the plot is brain-burning. The miscellaneous frames in all aspects are too large, and the presence of pig's feet is too small.

3. During this time, a sentence has been echoing repeatedly in my mind: "Reading online articles is to be happy." "This black and deep work, I don't think it can be compared to the happy eight poles.

4. The old reason is thankless. I wrote passionately, and then struggled more and more. own factors, family environment..... I don't know if anyone who has just graduated from college reads this book, but my pressure is very similar to yours. My family didn't want me to embark on this path, but wanted me to go into the sluggish construction industry professionally and find a stable job.

5. Sorry for those readers who support me, I did the math yesterday. Based on such storing and results, it is a definite hit if I continue. A thousand words are a dime, a chapter is two cents, and the subscription ratio is tentatively estimated at one-fifteenth, and I have a few dollars a chapter at most. Dozens of dollars a month..... It's desperate and out of proportion to my efforts.

- I worked hard, but I didn't get the rewards I deserved, and I was desperate...... I feel that I have been suffering day and night, and I have fed the dogs.

I vaguely remember what my father said to me the other day, that I want to write some literature. I choked back, "Writing literature, I would have starved to death myself." "Now that I think about it, I guess it's my own.

Reading online articles is to be happy, who cares whether there is depth or not, whether there is connotation or not, happiness is the fundamental. This book is niche, the audience is also small, and it is estimated that only a small part of it can stay. I used to think about not bending my waist for eight buckets of rice, but today facing the screen, I feel that I am really hypocritical.

If you can't hold on, you can't hold on, what kind of chicken soup do you want? The day before yesterday, I joked that the end of this volume is very suitable for the end, and now I really use this end as the end..... Die of disgrace.

I'm ashamed of everyone, and I feel that it's better to open a new book, joyful, and strange.

Hehe..... But I'm in my twenties, I haven't experienced anything good since I was a child, and I haven't been in love once.... People with extremely introverted and gloomy personalities write a joyful book..... Come on (two eunuchs in front), let's take the route of hunting and terror.....

If you want to write a new book, you may have seen it a long time ago - "Blessings for a Not Beautiful World", a small pit that I opened early. Overhead city background,The first two chapters have been written a long time ago.,Everyone has time to vote for it.。 I don't want to say anything else, the brains of storytelling will not disappoint everyone.

Under the general environment and the general tide, I will starve to death if I move forward against the wind. At the beginning of the book, the author, Passerby A, is myself. I remember that some book friends complained that instant noodles are more expensive than steamed buns. But the author who has eaten instant noodles for two months and steamed bread for one month said that instant noodles wholesaled by a certain treasure are really cheaper than steamed buns with five pieces of steamed bread.

Alas, there is only a thin layer of hair left in the young age, but there is no stronger author bacteria, so let's kneel down and beg everyone to support the new book. I'll try to write a new book, can I write 300,000 a month and strive to put it on the shelves.....

——BY, a gloomy author who still has dreams, 2018/1/29 day stay.