Chapter 97 Small Talk (You can skip it, it doesn't affect the plot)

Just say a few words.,The first time I wanted to code words, I chose 17k.,Because I heard that 17k can help newcomers.。 At the beginning of the summer vacation on July 1 last year, I discussed with my father whether I could not go out to work this summer, and let me be free to code words at school for a holiday. It's good to be able to fulfill my literary dream.

My father agreed, and even though it was summer vacation, I went to and from school as usual. I was the only one in the office in the empty school every day.

I still remember that day when the rain was pouring down, and I hesitated at home if it was necessary to insist on code words at school. Could it be that my code words can still be like the three young people of the Tang family, Chen Dong, Dream into the Divine Machine, and Xiao Riding School, and become a great god?

Thinking about it, I laughed at myself in my heart.

Wandering Red Dust, Thirty-six Years. His family was poor, and his dream of going to school was difficult to complete, and he had never set foot in a real university. After graduating from middle school, he returned home and became a primary school teacher.

I have longed for special teachers like Qian Hazy, Wei Shusheng, and Yu Yi, and I have also studied hard for the works of education and teaching. I have written some teaching articles that I really write by myself and have my own ideas.

However, there is no chance of coming out.

I thought about writing articles well, and published a few articles in municipal newspapers and magazines, but I never found the way.

In the school, the principal is responsible, and the principal treats the school as his home.

A meager salary every month, with old parents on top and a pair of children below.

Looking at the future, the smoke and clouds are dense, Miao is not visible, the mountains and rivers overlap, and the road is far away and blocked.

All these years of hard work are just like an ant spinning in place. The books I've read, the articles I've written, they're all things that make people laugh. He can't add any brightness to my life.

In such a situation, walked into 17k.

The first book "The Proud Knife" wrote 140,000 words, and there was no contract, knowing that such a way of writing was wrong, it ended decisively.

I didn't expect that "Deceptive Life and Death", which started during the summer vacation, actually passed. When I saw the news of the passage, my heart felt as if a door had been opened.

Well, although it is raining heavily, there is no update today.

If you don't renew it, you will break it, and if you break it, you will leave a trace on your soul. If this happens for a long time, it will form a problem that is easy to break.

Even so, I still took a sky blue poncho and draped it over my body, and walked towards the school in the heavy rain.

When I walked to the school, I was soaked except for the undershirt on my upper body.

Smile, take down a towel, wipe your face, wipe your body. Sitting in this office, I started to code words.

Batian's life and death, a million words, seven months to write, and when the annual vacation is time to finish this book, thinking back to these two days and nights, an indescribable feeling in my heart wells up in my heart.

However, I still got a few friends and drank together. Celebrate that I've accomplished something I couldn't have imagined on my own.

It's the New Year, and I've stored the remaining chapters of the Deceptive Life and Death at once.

I worked as a master of ceremonies for others, bought New Year's goods for my family, cooked New Year's dinners, and did not write a word from the 21st to the sixth day of the first month.

"The Great Barbarian God", which was originally planned to be released on the second day of the Lunar New Year, can only be postponed until after the completion of "Deception to the Death".

On February 9th, I continued the completion of the life and death decision of the Batian, and began the journey without a manuscript. I said, three watches a day, then I will watch three watches a day, and if I have time, I really can't come out, and I will make up for it another day.

It's been a month now, and the three watches a day have never been broken.

Fortunately, this book was recommended on the Seven Days Channel, followed by the signing display, then the homepage recommendation, and the recommendation of the editor-in-chief of the Fantasy Channel. There are so many recommendations in a month, and the years are content. True contentment.

I told myself that I had to fight for myself, write well, write well, and write more.

Use your best story to make readers and friends like my book. Without the support of the readers' brothers and sisters, this book is destined to not go far.

Brothers, don't worry, I will do my best to write a good book of fantasy and crookedness.

Passionate, youthful, inspirational, and promote the positive energy of life.

If you have flowers, votes or something in your hands, vote for the years, and the years have been persisting for more than 50 days to show the brothers that I am confident and capable of writing this book.

Need support, hope for the support of brothers.

Brothers, where are you?

The years have passed away. I wish all the brothers and sisters who have read the works of "The Great Barbarian God" to be happy, happy, rich, and successful immediately.

Respectfully over the years.

This chapter doesn't count, three more. The third watch was then delivered, and the brothers begged for flowers and everything.