At this moment, it is already the dead of night, according to the past situation, at this time, Shang Qian should be thinking hard and meditating, trying his best to code words. But the world is impermanent, and now I am writing this sentence that I don't want to write, but have to write.

Tomorrow, tomorrow is still shallow to find a job, yes, yes, yes, it's a job.

Four months have passed in an instant, and four months ago, just around this time, Shang Qian resolutely resigned from his job and concentrated on coding.

I wrote a book before, but not here, about 400,000 words, and the results were miserable, and then I had to reopen the book.

Now that I think about it, it's a little strange that I quit my job to write a novel.

At that time, my family set me a period of three months, and if I made some achievements, not to mention more, it would be enough for me to survive for a month.

Unfortunately, the previous book failed to meet this requirement.

And this book, too.

So now Shang Qian has to face a very realistic and strict problem of survival.

It's survival, not life.

I don't dare to call myself an author, I can only say that I am a writer, and I have to add the word "hit the street" in front of the writer.

Writers not only have to write books, but also eat. And the three months given by the family have now exceeded a month, for the son of man, filial piety is the first, find a job, give yourself a way to live, and give an explanation to the family.

The doppelganger book, Shang Qian really put a lot of effort into it, and when he first wrote it, it was because the results of the previous book were too poor, and he was temporary, and his brain was opened.

So at the beginning, I didn't even have an outline behind, and I had to list the outline every day in addition to the code words, and I overturned it again and again, got up at eight o'clock in the morning, and didn't sleep until three o'clock in the morning, which was really three o'clock.

I persevered for a month, and finally after twelve o'clock every night, I was dizzy and my body couldn't bear it, so I had to give up.

A book may be a pastime for you, two chapters and three chapters, and you may be able to read it in five minutes. But the five minutes you read may be the code of the time that an author doesn't even sleep and eat in a day.

Okay, don't say much, just look at the doppelganger and know that although he is a literary and artistic young man from the ID, but from the style of my book, I know that he is definitely a big man, hehe, and there is a suspicion of complaining about hypocrisy.

One thing is very simple, the doppelganger subscription is too low, not enough to feed me, not even enough to eat, so Shang Qian has to find another way to make a living.

But please believe that it is still shallow and has found a job, but the update has become unstable. The doppelganger will definitely not be a eunuch. This book, even if it is boiled, I will finish it.

To be honest, writing this paragraph, Shang Qian's heart is also very uncomfortable.

A book is equivalent to one of the author's children, and the doppelganger is stunted, no one is to blame, but only Shang Qian's poor writing and poor quality.

Life is unsatisfactory, nine times out of ten, no one knows which will come first, tomorrow or the accident. It's as if I couldn't believe that the doppelganger would sign a contract, and at the same time, I couldn't believe that the subscription would be like this.

The doppelganger will not be a eunuch.

Finally: This paragraph is less than 1,000 words and is a non-billable chapter.

6 September 2015

Water is still written shallowly (to be continued......)