As an old bird, in fact, he is very calm and normal about the matter of being on the shelf.

My first novel hit the shelves around this time about 10 years ago.

At that time, I was in my senior year, with the word poverty engraved in my bones, excessive self-esteem, stubbornness, death to save face, refusing to bow my head, and at the same time at a loss, panicking in my heart, and constantly escaping from reality. So when I should have been reading, I didn't read well, and I shouldn't have been writing at an age, but I just had the face to follow suit and learn from others to write books.

Fortunately, there is still a little talent and a temper that does not admit defeat. The first debut novel was deceived by the outstation, and my mind was empty, and I was stunned that there was enough water to finish the book with 300,000 words. Then I went back to the starting point, and the next book hit the shelves without any problems.

It's just that I was too anxious at that time, I wanted to go to the sky in one step, and I did it hastily after it was put on the shelf, and 800,000 words ended quickly, thinking that my next book must be the second one, but I didn't understand that even if it was anyone, it wasn't 800,000 words that could be popular.

At that time, I wrote for 4 months, the first month and a half were free, and the last two and a half months earned more than 5,000 manuscript fees.

That year, my living expenses were about 100 yuan a week, and I earned money by shamelessly tutoring rich children every weekend.

So with the comparison, earning 5,000 yuan in those two months really made me inflate.

And premature expansion will naturally not lead to any good results.

In this line of online articles, the temple demon is very popular, and if you have a little achievement, someone will inevitably change your way to get you, so the third book was glorified for the first time less than half a month after it was put on the shelves.

At that time, I was too young to hold my breath, and I was easily induced by some people with ulterior motives.

It's just that I didn't understand it at that time, eunuchs are like drugs, and if there is a first time, there will definitely be a second time. Addiction is a momentary thing, and if you want to quit, you have to pay a hundredfold price.

If I had stabilized at that time, even if the third book was 800,000 words, the situation today would be many times better than now.

But there is no assumption of ifs in life, wrong is wrong, and the bitter fruit that should be swallowed cannot be missed in one bite.

At that time, I didn't realize how precious the word "young" was, and foolishly thought that it was my capital to squander my time and waste opportunities, and even naively thought that what was in front of me was a way to win by bending down and picking up money.

After graduating from university, it was not surprising that I did not find a job because of my poor professional level, poor family background, and even less personal attitude—or even went out to find it at all.

After graduating from a series of eunuchs for almost a whole year, after graduation, under the pressure of reality, I changed my vest and wanted to start over. Then I finally ate my old college books and wrote a little broken book.

It's still 4 months to finish the book, and it's still 800,000 words, but I earned more than the previous year, about 50,000 yuan. It's a pity that for a poor man like me, who is 99% pure, it is sometimes not a good thing to suddenly get such a huge sum of money.

I unexpectedly ushered in the second expansion in my life, and I took it for granted that based on my shallow data analysis ability, if there was another one, I should be able to earn 500,000 yuan. As for the result, you can imagine it.

From 2012 to the beginning of 2015, I was a eunuch for about seven or eight novels in a row.

The heart is impetuous, and the young man is ill. Later, I realized that the more uneducated I was, the more likely I was to commit this disease. Therefore, due to the severity of my lack of education, this state lasted for three years before it stopped.

At the beginning of 2015, after the Chinese New Year, I changed into my current vest.

Because he was beaten enough by reality, he was honest and only set a very simple goal for himself. As long as it can be put on the shelf, no matter how much money you have, you have to finish writing. In this way, "Little Player Reborn" was launched very lightly and simply, without giving it any meaning, nor did it have too many expectations, just for one goal, to live.

When the young player's new book was first opened, because the root of the disease was not cleaned, when I wrote 50,000 words and 100,000 words respectively, I overturned and rewrote it twice, until I wrote the third beginning, and finally I couldn't change it, and fortunately, the readers also bought it, and the editor always kept patience with me, and finally survived and put it on the shelves. The results on the shelves are not good or bad, and the first order is about 1000.

After it was put on the shelves, it barely began to look a little human, and I buried myself in writing for about four or five months, and there were still interruptions every month, and my grades also fluctuated, but fortunately, I was able to maintain normal expenses gradually.

But even so, slackness came unexpectedly.

It's just that this time, when he saw that the new father-in-law was about to be baked, God slapped him directly.

Something big happened around him, and the little player entered the state of monthly change half-forcedly and half-self-inflicted.

Stop writing and writing, but there is no eunuch.

Maybe it's because I subconsciously knew from the beginning that I would have to rely on this thing to eat in the future.

After about 9 months, I finally got back to my computer desk and picked up the book again. Under the pressure of survival, in the following 12 months, I actually wrote 2 million words of this book intermittently with an attitude of fishing for three days and drying nets for two days.

In the end, it was difficult but it was a smooth finish.

Counting the time, it was the end of my seventh year in the industry, December 2017.

For the first time in my life, I wrote more than 1 million words, and I passed the hurdle of 2 million words in one go. If I can become popular in the future, I hope that the relevant institutions can list this matter as one of the top ten miracles in the online literature industry. Because normally, if any professional writer really did what I did, he would basically starve to death. Literally starvation.

However, I was still alive and kicking, and even had the occasional spare money to go out for a hot pot.

Of course, there is no point in showing off.

Essentially, this thing is still a jerk.

It's just that this incident tells me another truth from the side: that is, if I can be honest and good people, my life should not be much worse, but if I insist on being a dog who can't straighten up in front of people and waits for death, then there is really no way.

And this truth, I finally know and act together.

Since 2018, the time I spend as a human being has gradually increased compared to the time spent as a dog.

At the beginning of 2018, the young players finished the book and launched it first.

The new book is not finished, and I can see that the book is not much worse when I look at the data.

However, there was a little bit of an accident.

The world of flowers out there was so much that for the second time, I left my fledgling new life behind and plunged into a comfort zone that didn't really make much sense. Something I thought I could get, I didn't get later.

On the contrary, I came back from the outside after 15 months and honestly re-faced reality for the second time, and what happened afterwards proved to me that some of the things I thought I could get can be obtained while sitting in front of the computer.

From 2015 to 2019, I wasted 24 precious months because I still had unrealistic illusions about life.

Running around blindly, I met all kinds of people, learned a lot of things, saw the bigger world, made a little money, and thought that I had learned a little bit of a skill that I would have already had, and wrote a 4 million word novel.

At the end of February 2020, the first sign of a little light grabbed people, and because of force majeure, he died halfway.

As soon as I raised my eyes, I realized that ten years had passed from the moment I started typing the first word in a daze.

The things that I once thought could be squandered infinitely are basically squandered.

Some habits are still hard to get rid of, but at the same time, good habits are gradually forming.

In the face of sudden difficulties, there was no big fluctuation in my heart. Because the beating of society not only made me miserable, but also taught me a very clear truth by the way: a person's life is a process of constantly solving difficulties.

Difficulties exist every year, every day, and all the time, and the key lies in what kind of attitude we should use to face it.

Three months ago, global monster farming was rushed into action.

The new book was prepared in a hurry, and the transformation came suddenly.

In the past two months, the new book has written more than 300,000 words, and when I look back at the outline, I find that although the story line is still complete, the details are not logical enough or even completely absent. The beginning of the book could have been changed again, but there is no way to go back. There are also some very key settings, which I only realized after being reminded - oh, I forgot to do the monster level, and I'm sorry for the title of the book. But fortunately, these problems are being overcome, corrected, and perfected little by little.

Judging from the pure data, the current results of "Global Monster Farming" are not ideal, and as the author of the book, I am well aware of all the problems that exist in this new book at the moment. Because of this, I am mentally prepared for the difficulties that are coming.

But again, as I said a few months ago, writing is the process of a trickle of rivers rushing into the sea. Everywhere the river passes, it encounters ravines and ravines, and if it doesn't fill them, it can't go anywhere else.

The book "Global Monster Farming", just at the beginning, encountered too many ravines. The path it took was not so smooth, because this route was not an easy road to follow.

But I am still confident that this road will come to an end.

Because I know that it is hundreds of thousands of hands that will push this small river forward. In the near future, there will be more people than I imagined to accompany this small river, from the steep snow-capped peaks that are inaccessible to people, all the way across thousands of mountains and rivers, to witness it flow day after day, and finally surging into the sea.

In 3 hours, it's July.

For well-known reasons, this is probably the month with the highest density of new books in the history of the starting point. But if we look at it calmly, it's just that the market environment is a little more lively.

When a new book is on the shelves, I don't set specific goals for myself, but I never give up any opportunity to fight for it.

I don't want to talk about the nonsense of not looking at who starts the most fiercely in the headwind, but who can run to the end, because there is never a tailwind in a poor life.

I know I can't do much, but if I can do it, I'll do it with all my might.

And it doesn't have to be better than everyone else.

For me, the prelude to another hill climb has begun. The preparation that should be done can barely be regarded as hard work. Before leaving, there were some things I hid in my heart and didn't say, not because I was afraid of being slapped in the face, but because I knew that holding it in my stomach would be more powerful.

In July, there will be five more per day, one more per month pass over 50, and two more rewards from the league leader.

Thank you to all readers for your support and support.

The balloon bowed and kowtowed, thanking you for your help.

Two hours later, at 00:05 on July 1, 2020, everyone was gone.

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