Chapter 244: Fake Finale
Of course it's fake!
Trick you into coming in and seeing.
Some places will automatically block irrelevant chapters, so you can only use this method, otherwise it won't be displayed.
When the fourth volume was finished, I looked at the moon for a long time, watching the clouds come and go on the moon.
Night rain in the rivers and lakes.
How I want to write about the night rain in the rivers and lakes!
But I have to apologize, I didn't write this volume well, it was too perfunctory and too hasty, this is not what she should be, it was not so ugly.
Now that I think about it, I can only say "I'm sorry, forgive me".
10,000 words a day in August, really badly written. To be honest, I really don't write 10,000 words a day for the sake of readers, let alone for any popularity, but for 10,000 words of full attendance.
If you update 10,000 words every day, you can get 1,000 yuan at the end of the month.
So I was pressed by a thousand pieces and desperately coded words, even if it was watering, I had to pour it hard, forcing myself to complete this task.
I didn't expect to be forced to do this with a thousand dollars, doing the things I hated the most.
However, what can I do, life is like this. Otherwise, I'll have to give up.
I have lived on campus all day, and now I really realize what "life" is, that is, step by step to become the kind of person you hate the most, and the whole process is powerless, and even shamelessly self-comforting everyone is the same.
What I wrote in those days should be the worst stage, even worse than the beginning.
In September, something happened at home, and I was very confused, and I broke off for many days, and then I got sick and rested for a few days. It's intermittent, and the content is written in a mess and hastily.
Originally, in this volume, the foreshadowing in front of it will be presented one by one, and the final reversals should be quite exciting. But in the end, they all behaved so bluntly, and even scratched their heads, which made people feel like they had eaten raw persimmons.
Really ashamed.
Sorry, forgive me.
A few days ago, I saw a well-known Internet writer say: "So many writers, why can't they write this kind of little white prose? Don't tell me anything like literati, you make 100 million a year, do you think they don't want to write? Because they really can't write it! This is the level!"
Yes, who doesn't want to make 100 million? I want to have a life after 100 million every day, what to eat and what to buy, and there is a big beauty next to me.
But I really can't write "this little white text", I really can't write it.
So it doesn't matter how much money I make a month.
I have always felt that people must always have some bones in life, there must always be something worth sticking to, and they must not be shameless, and they must not say that the bad is good.
Although there are few readers, I encourage you to read more and more real literature. Online literature is always a pastime and entertainment, not literature, and the two cannot be reversed. Before the online article was put aside, that is to say, there is nothing to boast about. Being able to add some good things on the basis of entertainment is what online articles should do and should adhere to. Otherwise, it is a kind of entertainment, just a kind of obscene entertainment.
I hope that after reading this book, you will always leave something good in your heart.
Finally, thank you for coming to see this book, thank you.
The last volume, I will write it seriously, I will be very serious.
The night rain in the rivers and lakes, I will return.
Thank you.