After writing for two months, I wrote a total of 150,000 words, but the number of readers did not exceed the number of hands and feet, which is really a helpless thing.

What makes me feel most helpless is that the gap between my words and stories and the reader is something I can't cross.

It's embarrassing, I made the decision to close the pen a year ago, but I still couldn't hold back, and this time after being slapped in the face again by reality, I was completely sober.

Farewell, online article, farewell, my former dream. There is one less crappy author in the online literature circle, but the old guy in the readership who silently subscribes will always support those serious and sincere words.

Suddenly, I felt that I was very self-aware, and my pen name became one

"Double knife rainbow", that is, you have to cut twice to see the meaning of the rainbow, right? Ha, ha, ha, farewell, rivers and lakes!

"What should I do if our grandfather is too homely" Farewell, the rivers and lakes are being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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