Chapter 30: Let the Bullets Fly

"After staying in the world for a short time, his yin qi slowly faded, and if it weren't for the obsession of writing, his soul would have been scattered long ago.

If you hadn't met us, in another three or five hours, it would have been difficult to even be reincarnated. Black impermanence explained slowly.

Most people's obsession is to be an enemy, unable to let go of their family, money, beauty, glory and wealth.

This Ajie's obsession, it's the first time I've seen it since I became a ghost, it's just an online article, what's the appeal?

Black impermanence doesn't know that the online article is created by an author who puts all his feelings into it.

Like your own children, grow up slowly, and when you grow up, let your children go alone.

"Writing? He's still a writer? Yao Mei'er became interested.

"His pen name is the squid who loves to repair air conditioners, and I don't know what he has written." Hei Wuchang replied, he really didn't know, it hadn't been long since he came to the world, how could he get in touch with the Internet so quickly.

"Huh? Squid big? Yao Mei'er's eyes widened.

Squid, Yao Mei'er still knows, and she is one of the many fans.

took out his mobile phone and opened the apocalypse of youth that he watched recently, no wonder it has been dozens of changes every day since a month ago.

I originally thought it was a squid that made a big benefit, but I didn't expect it to be the reason.

Bai Ze made the noodles and came to the table with two taels of ecstasy wine.

Applejack eats the noodles numbly, like a robot.

After drinking a glass of ecstasy, my body solidified a little.

"I have a story, you have wine, I have drunk this glass of wine, the road of life is not in vain, let's talk about it, is it worth it?" After Bai Ze sat down, he said the opening remarks.

"It's worth it, there's nothing to do in life, it's what allows me to keep going, I'm not highly educated, and the online article is what I have insisted on for the longest time, since it starts, it must have a beginning and an end." Applejack speaks her heartfelt thoughts.

After that, Applejack tells her story.

He was born in an ordinary family, when he was very young, his mother abandoned him, his father was sick in bed all the year round, and his grandmother single-handedly pulled him up.

After finishing junior high school, in order not to burden my grandmother, I dropped out of school without hesitation and joined the army of part-time workers.

Every time I come home, I look at my grandmother with graying hair, and I always want to make more money.

His education since he was a child taught him that he can't do illegal things.

When I was shopping on Weibo, I heard someone tell about a post that earned tens of thousands of dollars a day by relying on online articles.

Applejack's mind moves, and if someone else can do it, maybe he can do it too.

After many comparisons, he joined the K online literature group, and with enthusiasm, he began a more than ten years online writing career.

The first work, with a total of 1.2 million words, is not ideal.

It can be understood that he hit the street, but this did not discourage him.

Grandma said after he graduated, no matter what path you choose, it is your own choice, since it is your own choice, then you have to keep going.

The data of the second work has been stable from the beginning to the end.

The subsequent works are still at this level.

If you can't make a lot of money, it's still okay to subsidize your family.

Until the beginning of the fifth work, grandma's body became more and more deteriorating, and her eyes gradually couldn't see things.

Applejack thinks that her daily work and online writing will go hand in hand to earn a surgical fee for her grandmother and let her see again.

Just when "Apocalypse of Youth" is 7.5 million words, Applejack's body has an abnormality.

He didn't take it seriously, he just thought that he had been sitting at the computer desk for too long.

There was an accident while moving bricks at the construction site, and he fell from the scaffolding, and lost his life at that time.

With the strong obsession, grandma's surgery fee, the reader's expectation, and the blessing of two different feelings, he lay in front of the computer desk day and night, even if he died, he had to finish the fifth work, and he had to raise the operation fee.

Applejack's grandmother wakes up in the middle of the night to hear a clicking sound, and at first she doesn't think about it, but she thinks she is old and has auditory hallucinations.

As the frequency increases, Grandma senses that Applejack is back, misses her grandson, and wants to go out to see it, but then she thinks that once she goes out, it won't be good if she gets scared.

Let this situation develop, until Bai Ze and the others come to visit, and Grandma feels the breath of death from the two of them, she knows that Applejack's time is running out, and these two are here to take him away.

Although he couldn't bear it and was even more reluctant, Grandma knew that rolling around and begging Applejack to stay would only hurt him.

The soul that fell was scattered, and it was not her wish not to enter reincarnation.

After listening to this, Bai Ze wanted to say a lot of things, but he didn't say anything.

"The surgery fee is complete, and the novel is over, please do one thing, grandma's surgery depends on you." Applejack looked at her with a sincere look.

Bai Ze nodded, sighed, and gestured.

Black Impermanence leaves with Applejack.

After Applejack leaves, Yao Mei'er is very disappointed.

She just saw the last chapter of "Apocalypse of Youth", if she hadn't encountered this situation, she would have thought that because of love, career, and family, she would have to put down writing.

Now that I think about it, I really want to tell my thief friend that the squid will never come back, and she can't do that.

Let the squid stay in their hearts greatly, and when they feel lost and overwhelmed, turn the pages of the apocalypse.

When there is a shortage of books, the apocalypse of youth brings them warmth.

In the last chapter of the announcement, iron fans left messages one after another.

"Old thief, don't mind, don't prostitute in vain anymore, send you a bulldozer and continue to drive the next one."

"That's right, without your chicken soup literature, I can't sleep or eat, and I don't have the strength to work."

"The old thief says a word, and if you don't speak, you are accumulating strength by default to complete the outline of the next work."

"Come on, old thief, I still want to watch the second part of Qinglu!"

Bai Ze looked at it and sighed, this is good, it is much better to let the squid be cared for than to tell the truth.

Every year, someone will leave a message, trying to make the squid pay, and the ignorant teenager no longer prostitutes in vain, and does his best to brush gifts, but the squid can't see it and won't come back.

This is naturally an afterthought.

Bai Ze accompanied the old grandmother to have surgery, and the money was all in the online salary card, and the savings over the years were in it.

After the operation, the rest is enough for the old grandmother to live.

The old grandmother is very cheerful, and she wants to live with her grandson's will.

In his spare time, Bai Ze read the book of revelations, and after reading the whole book, he finally knew why there were so few rewards.

There is a singer who sings a gray avatar, and in the years when the song was popular, there were very few people who came to the concert.

After a few years, the concert was held, and the venue was full.

This is because when listening to songs, children are still children, and when children grow up, they can afford to buy concert tickets.

"Apocalypse of Youth" is also like this, adults watch it, and they only feel that the pace is too slow, what kind of garbage.

After all, I've watched too much Shuangwen, and I've watched too much of the plot of pretending to slap my face, and I really can't watch this youth apocalypse.

Waiting for Qinglu to slowly ferment, in Zhang Mazi's words, that is to let the bullets fly for a while.