Monkey has a book friend whom we've known for about four months. There is a chat almost every day, well, it's a girl, hehe~ In general, the relationship is very good, at least that's what I think, I always thought that at least we were friends.

Today, however, I confided in her about something (which has nothing to do with writing). In the end, she didn't comfort me, and suddenly said my article, she first asked me if I was ready to hit the street, of course I said yes, but then she came and said that your article is sure to hit the street.

At that time, I felt uncomfortable, and later, she vetoed me and hit me all kinds of times. She later said that she didn't mean that, but there were times when the speaker didn't mean it, and I just retorted with a broken heart.

She resolutely deleted me!!

Hehe~ The monkey really felt kind, I thought I was friends with her, but just because I didn't agree with her, she deleted me.

My essay, my passion for writing books, was worthless by her.

My relatives and friends, no one really supported me to write a book, from the first time I uploaded the article on March 9th, I was rejected continuously, and I was constantly rejected for signing until July 17th, when my book was stamped with the signed seal.

In the past four months, how much effort the monkey has put in and how many times he has stayed up at night. I once wrote 300,000 words of garbage, which I deleted by myself, and reopened the book, wrote more than 100,000 words, and I gave up again.

Because I can't read it myself.

I know that my own level is very poor! As you can see from my results, everyone thinks that monkeys have a lot of shortcomings!

But everyone speak up, say what you think! The monkey wants to change, but who can help me?

My mom said that I just write books to play, just don't do my job, my dad works alone, the family is hard, only rely on my dad, he still reads my books after work, this is my only comfort.

But QQ has more than 100 friends, including relatives, friends, classmates, and netizens. In total, less than five people and my dad have read my books, and no more than three of them have read them seriously! And two of them are still my netizens!!

The monkey was very congested and felt very sad.

The friend who deleted me, I thought she knew me best, and I always regarded her as a confidant. Of course, we are netizens, and I dare not think of anything else. The conditions are not enough to make me think about it.

But I, a bosom friend, not only hurt me, but also resolutely deleted me.

I sat in front of the computer, opened the codeword software, and couldn't write a word for half a day.

I only remember the last words of me and her: Don't speculate, I'm sorry for the half-sentences, everyone, please give the monkey a day to rest. In the next two days, I will return you to the sixth watch. Today, the monkey is really not in the mood to write. I hope you understand.