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Originally, at the end of the last volume, I had something to say, but considering that I didn't update it well, and the content didn't reach the height I imagined, I didn't speak.

Today, I was murdered by my mother again, and I was a little unhappy.

Of course, I also know that Dianniang is forced to be helpless, and I am also grateful for the website. Think about a certain fanfic site that was walled.,I should be grateful.。

Earn the money while standing.

It's easy to say, but it's so hard to do.

Embarking on the road of online articles was purely accidental. Don't pretend, I have a showdown, I think I Zhao someone was barely the second generation of the rich, so writing online articles to make money is not my biggest purpose, after all, we are also the son of the richest man in Tongxin Village, Haozigang County, Dingcheng District, Wuling City, Xiangnan Province, who has driven Bentley and Maserati.

We don't care so much about making money or anything, and the goal is to realize our dreams and life values through writing. (Forced True)

Writing "Sister Puppet" is not my first experience in life, looking back, when I was a child, I used to draw comic books by myself, the content is not reliable, but I am sure I did it, it was about four years old. Looking back now, maybe that time was destined for me to form an indissoluble bond with writing.

When I was in elementary school, my old Zhao didn't brag, and my composition was often used as a model essay by the teacher.

When I was in junior high school, I was selected for a summer composition training class, and then ...... I save two dollars a day for breakfast, and sitting at the bookstall is like a day. At that time, I didn't know what the genuine D version was, in short, comics were blooming, like "The Ear of the Yellow Dragon" and "Xun Qin" are now banned books, right?

When I was in high school, I was keen to watch Jia Pingwa's "Waste Capital" and Chen Zhongzhong's "White Deer Plain", I am a bullshit high school student who knows what to write well, and I bought it purely for some of the detailed plots described in it. I remember that I folded and printed every place, but unfortunately every time I read it heartily, and when I was about to say "Okay", there would be an "X" on the page, or (a few words omitted).......

The environment at that time was really open, and it can be said that a writer who can't write meat is not a good writer.

Today, the sacred ritual of human reproduction has become an indescribable, even unspeakable, off-limits.

I don't know if this counts as a step backwards in history, but if it's in the name of conservation, I don't think DUCK has to.

Speaking of which, at that time, even CCTV's "Fengshen List" was cool, and our post-80s generation grew up surrounded by meat-selling animations and TV series, and we didn't see our post-80s generation affected and turned into hooligans.

You can't say much about these things, and it's useless to say more.

What I want to talk about today is not these, these are just some weak complaints, purely to vent some accumulated unhappiness in my heart.

Beginning to talk about my writing experience, in fact, I wrote martial arts through the stream when I was in high school, and I hadn't seen Huang Yi at that time, but later Huang Yi opened the door to a new world, and he abandoned his masterpiece as if it were a shoe. Later, I submitted a manuscript to "Science Fiction World", and wrote more than 100,000 words, and the manuscript sent was thicker than the entire magazine of "Science Fiction World", but "Science Fiction World" had no eyes and returned the manuscript completely.

It completely destroyed my writing path.

I thought I probably didn't have a talent for writing, so I honestly started studying. It turned out that the talent for learning was worse......

There is no need to repeat this experience, all in all, as the son of the richest man in Tongxin Village, Haozigang County, Dingcheng District, Wuling City, Hunan Province, why not do it? I still have my father's business empire (the No. 1 intersection store at Tongxin Village, Dingcheng District, Wuling City, Hunan Province) to inherit.

Rice noodles with Kandi every day, isn't it fragrant to be a capitalist?

So I fell into the purgatory of red dust, in a foreign country, in a bar disco KTV, in the metropolis, self-cultivation for more than ten years, when my father's business empire was beginning to show signs of collapse, I still resolutely let go of my identity as a rich second generation and entered the online literature industry from scratch.

Probably because I got bored on the Internet with my heir friends in an Internet café every day, I started to write at the beginning. It wasn't my first writing experience, but it was the one I've been writing for the longest time.

Two years, 4.43 million words.

I completed a sublimation of myself. Looking back now, "Sister Puppet" has many shortcomings, and even the punctuation marks used in the original content were wrong, not to mention how many sentences in it were incoherent and redundant.

The process of writing is also tortuous.

At the beginning, no one read it at all, and the comments in the comment area were all bots asking you to buy recommendation tickets. At that time, I was afraid that someone would scold me, and it took two months to find out that it was actually a good thing for someone to scold, and it was the worst thing for others to scold you.

Fortunately, I didn't make a living by writing books, and I didn't expect to make money by writing, let alone rush for quick success, so I persevered.

When I wrote more than 100,000 words, I gradually gained readers, and some people told me to come on. I was full of confidence, looking through other people's books, I felt that this book was not as good as mine, why couldn't I sign a contract, so I applied for a contract.

The ideal is very plump, and the realistic skinny stroke. I applied for two contracts and was ruthlessly rejected. I suspected that Dianniang accepted a bribe from my father and was jealous of my status as the richest man's son, so she deliberately stumbled on me, in order to force me to go back and inherit the family wealth and not be an Internet writer.

But at that time, I was tired of the rotten life of capitalism, and the warbler Yanyan in the red dust of purgatory could not attract me, I was attracted by the characters in my pen, focusing on code words, and only wanted to build my Zhao Qingshan universe.

Maybe I'm a bit lucky. At that time, "sister control" was not a forbidden area for online literature, and I caught up with the most popular time of sister control, and my book gradually gained popularity, and when I wrote 300,000 words, others had already given up, and I actually signed a contract with a ghost.......

Probably the Chosen One is so awesome, fate always gives you an unexpected turn and surprise at the most critical time. After receiving the contract, I opened two bottles of '82-year-old Lafite and a '90-year-old godmother to celebrate. As we all know, the 90-year-old Lao Gan Ma pepper is the most authentic, the pesticides at that time were relatively pure, unlike the current chemical additives that are too miscellaneous, and the smell of earth in the mouth is spicy, and my tears are spicy.

Immediately after I received the first 100 yuan reward in my life, I jumped up from the president's office chair excitedly, gathered my heir friends that night, opened a box in Soho, Martell set up the coffee table like flowing water, and countless fruit plates and snacks, what a luxurious night......

After getting drunk, I dreamed that my book was on the sales chart and the monthly pass chart.

When I woke up, I realized that I was nowhere near the shelves.

I, a newcomer to online literature, don't know how to communicate with editors at all, let alone how to operate and do publicity. I write with my own passion. Each book review will be carefully browsed, and when you open your eyes, you will open the starting point to see how many clicks you have and how many collections you have added. I was like a demon in front of the computer, communicating with every reader who was willing to communicate with me, and for the first time I formed a book friend group, although there were only more than a dozen people, but those encouragements were as real as money.

As I progressed, the number of readers grew, and I decided that I would finish it, regardless of whether my grades were good or not. But the readers were afraid of me eunuch and advised me to hurry up and put it on the shelves.

I'm the son of the richest man in the world, how could I enter the palace?

In this way, I wrote almost 600,000 words, and at the urging of readers, I contacted the editor-in-charge for the first time, only to know that I should have been on the shelves a long time ago, but the editor-in-charge forgot about me.......

The cruel reality did not defeat me, to paraphrase a chicken soup article, that is, those who did not defeat you will eventually make you stronger.

I was indeed stronger, gained the alliance leader, and climbed into the top 50 of the classification rankings. As a newcomer, I have nothing to dislike about it. Just when I thought that my writing road would be a smooth road, I, Zhao Qingshan, would definitely be able to throw the contract of the starting point god in front of my father, and tell him confidently that your family wealth and business empire are .....

I'm not uncommon!

But the slap in the face came so suddenly. I wrote about the earthquake plot, which I thought about countless times and even cried for it, which was criticized by countless people, and the subscription plummeted.

I was in a terrible mood at that moment. The fear of driving a Bentley with one hand dominated me, I didn't want to hold the steering wheel of a luxury car, I wanted to code words! But I looked left and right, only to realize that the plot I liked was not necessarily popular with the public, just like a girl who had been in love for a long time, originally I thought she liked my talent, only to find out later that she was just greedy for my handsomeness.

It was definitely a huge blow to me.

Even many old readers gave up and even left messages scolding me, which made me very sad. I remember that I also gave him administrative rights, and I thought that even if I wrote at odds, I wouldn't turn against him. But he just scolded, and he scolded very hard.

It made me very embarrassed and embarrassed. It also made me realize that readers and authors are not friends.

I somewhat complained that the audience's appreciation level was not enough, and I also wrote a long article to refute it, my glass heart was broken, I didn't miss that little subscription, that subscription was not enough to buy a bag for my wife.

I just want to be at the top of the leaderboard, I just want to prove myself.

However, there are still many readers who stay and continue to support me. They are the motivation for me to continue writing, and they have strengthened my determination to cherish my own value.

I don't want to write a cool article to harvest fans, I hope that I can be right for every reader who subscribes, which is an impossible ideal in itself, and I can only try to live up to their reading time, and be able to really tell them some truth and insights. So as to help them in their lives, instead of seeing and forgetting.

In "Anti-Demon", this is even more implemented, I try my best to write something educational, which makes an online article seem a little nondescript, and there is an irreconcilable contradiction between Shuangwen and my ideas, and I am struggling to move forward, resulting in poor grades. It wasn't until it hit the shelves that I decided to break the jar and break it, not to pursue grades, but to write according to my original intention.

After all, it's really not good, I can still kneel in front of my father and beg him to forgive me, let me go back to inherit the throne, and become a rich second generation without thinking again.

But later, I found out that I actually have so many shortcomings in knowledge, and if the usual vague concepts want to fall into the pen, I have to check them repeatedly. The process is extremely arduous and long. Readers always think that I am rich in learning, but in fact I am just learning while writing, and learning is very utilitarian, only reading those that I think will help me, so that I have not built my own complete knowledge system now.

But I think it's also a good thing, because I'm kind of conveying the right value to my readers – learning is always something that makes sense. It also lets everyone know that if you want to realize your dreams, you have to pay a price, even the son of the richest man like me has gone so hard, it can be seen that the realization of every dream is not easy.

When I wrote the last volume of "In the Clouds", I went through extremely painful suffering, and the hair on my head was an astronomical amount at the price of a hair transplant, and it was definitely not something that could be compensated for by a little manuscript fee. But I still want to fight for myself, for a breath of "meaninglessness of online articles".

So I took the essence of the original secret of thought, and told the ultimate meaning of these worlds through the mouths of the characters in the book, so that the volume is so lengthy that people lose patience.

Subscription mania fell to my expectations, after all, I betrayed my class and chose to expose the nature of the world, which seemed like the rhetoric of ninth-rate stall literature.

My far-reaching thoughts are pale when put into words, some people disdain to read them, some people don't want to read them, and some people don't bother to read them. It made me realize how far my work is from published literature.

But I won't give up, and now that I've broken with my father, I've officially cut off my way out. I have abandoned my family wealth and business empire, luxury cars, yachts and Internet celebrities, and friends with pigs and dogs......

Determined to fight to the end.

I know it's not a good road, and it's not beautiful.

But I wish myself a dream come true.

I also wish every one of my readers a dream come true.