As the title suggests, this is a single chapter for help.

I tested the water today, and thanks to my editor-in-charge, I gave the water a test in the first week after changing the state. Counting up, it has been 7 years since I registered the starting point author in my junior year and uploaded the first word. It's quite a failure to say, and nothing has been accomplished so far. But this is the second time, after changing the state, I immediately tested the waters, thank you again for the editor-in-charge!

I don't want to say anything about the high ground of the flat building, after all, he is no longer the boy with empty illusions at the beginning.

From my early twenties to my thirties, I've been having an unawakened dream about writing. It's funny, isn't it? You said that you have been on the street for 10,000 years, dragging your family with you, and when you have time, it's not good to do part-time work. Deliver food during the break, be down-to-earth, earn a few hundred dollars, right, add a few small clothes to your daughter, buy a can of milk powder, isn't it?

However, he just doesn't give up, and he doesn't give up on the street, and he always feels that he likes to write.

Ask yourself, seven years ago, I wrote because of a dream. In your junior year, facing the graduation of your senior year, some of your friends are preparing for the graduate school entrance examination, some are looking for a way to start an internship, and some have even begun to take over the resources of the family, some are preparing to take the teacher exam, the civil service exam, the journalist, and some are preparing to do business.

At that time, with his love for "Zhu Xian", he started his writing career. (When it comes to Zhuxian, I have to say, it's really my own youth.) Dreams are related to Zhu Xian, and decadence is also related to Zhu Xian, because of the novel Zhu Xian, addicted to Zhu Xian games, almost the entire college career was wasted. It wasn't until graduation was approaching that I had to pull back from the precipice)

I stumbled and wrote a lot of words in Dianniang, but I couldn't sign a contract.

I used to be a very emotional man, when I was about to graduate from my senior year, I can't remember how many times I failed to apply for a contract, and at that time, I caught up with the end of my youth, and I was a good buddy who got along for four years, and I couldn't say that I would have to go our separate ways tomorrow, and I felt like I was going to be left behind by the whole world.

At that time, I felt that life was really gloomy, and I felt that there was no hope in life.

Nested in a small rental house and cried silently (in order to write something, I moved out to live in the second semester of my junior year, and the dormitory was too noisy), because I had failed the course, and when I graduated from the exam, my dormitory buddies called me like crazy and asked me to go to make up for the exam. Because of the failure to apply for signing many times, I was discouraged and stubbornly did not participate, which led to my regret that I did not get my degree certificate and regretted it for the rest of my life.

But at that time, I stubbornly regarded writing as my own way out, but I didn't know that many gods also started part-time, and only when they had grades did they all work full-time. Therefore, I was absent from the grouping to the opening of the dissertation, the first draft and the second draft, and I was even about to give up the dissertation and try my best to just order my mother.

Fortunately, I met a good teacher, the vice president of our School of Journalism and Communication, a very good female teacher, who kept asking people to invite me to the thesis group. So, when the third draft of my students' papers was revised, I started the first draft, and I had the opportunity to get my graduation certificate later. (So I advise young readers and friends to focus on their studies!)

At that time, the absurd me became a legend in the thesis group without accident. So much so that less than a month before graduation, I met someone who struck me, and my whole soul trembled for her. She is so good, and there are many people who pursue her, especially one of them, who is super good in popularity, academics, and family background, but she was captured by me.

Think about it, although I was down, I really had what I should be like when I was young. Independent, dreamy, daring, and as free as the wind, that's probably what attracted me to her. suddenly remembered a sentence, Wang Ke said that when he pursued Liu Tao, he was in high spirits, and he could catch up with Marilyn Monroe when he was given a Marilyn Monroe.

After graduating, I chose to go all the way north to the capital to drift north. I still remember earning 1,800 yuan as a tutor in my senior year, and after getting off the train, I felt very small for the first time. It was my first time in the capital, and I looked around blankly, not knowing where it was. I dragged my suitcase, bought a subway route map for two yuan a piece, went to Tiananmen Square at the first stop, sent a message to my sister, and was very happy.

The consumption in the capital is too expensive, and the small hotel next to our school was only 50 a night, fully equipped. The hotel next to the West Railway Station is so garbage, often one or two hundred. At that time, I didn't find a job, so I stayed for one night, and I didn't dare to stay the next night. After three hours in an Internet café, he was ruthlessly kicked out and slept on a flyover for one night.

On the overpass under the big clock in the north square of the West Railway Station, I bought a newspaper and spread it out on the floor and slept on it all night.

Later, I found a job, and while working, I sold my ideals to her.

But although the ideal is good, there is a day when it is broken. Reality opens his slap and slaps you in the face mercilessly. You promised her that if you earn money in the capital, you will go to her city and live with her, how is it possible? The capital is not a place to pick up money, and gradually, you find that your dreams can no longer be sold, and you are really tired from thousands of rivers and mountains.

Countless times of separation and reunion, and finally you heard a song on the way to work one day, and suddenly missed her very much, so you asked for leave and ran to the West Station temporarily, wanting to see her. Catching up with a holiday, there was no train ticket out of Beijing in the whole capital, so I took the bus station to Baoding, bought a station ticket from Baoding to her city, stood all night, and dragged my tired body to her.

I was afraid that it would make her sleep, so I didn't send a text message until eight o'clock in the morning to tell her that she had arrived, and received a text message that it would be like that.

I really don't blame people, at that time, what could we give to others except sell dreams?

Later, after having dinner and watching a movie in the place we used to go to, I returned to Beijing alone and continued to work and dream at the same time.

After many years, I was actually given a chance by a new editor. That editor, I am still very grateful, was the first time he gave me the opportunity to sign a contract, and the first time he recommended it to me (I was the first to recommend it, and it was also a new book push that was envied on the street, and "The Great Doctor Ling Ran" and "Xenoshock Impact" were the same time (the book of the author of the popular Rotten Ke Qiyuan, later renamed, "The Natives of This World Are Fierce").

It's a pity that he was young and vigorous back then, and the data was not good. The reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, who has been spared by the sky, has been pounced on since then, and has been pounced until now, and it is still pounced. I thought that after I cut the book and reopened, I would usher in the peak, but I didn't expect that the recommendation that died was my peak.

It turned out that he was naïve, and then changed two editors, and never got such a good recommendation.

There used to be a good opportunity, but I admit that I didn't take it, so now I did it all by myself.

In 2017, after a year in the magic capital, I returned to the imperial capital and met my current wife. She is the best girl in the world, I still remember when we first dated, relatives at home introduced her to more than one object, one has 5 suites in Wuhan, and one has a house in Beijing, she chose me who is poor and white.

I still remember when she called my mother-in-law and said, "If you don't marry him!"

The past is all in the past. My wife used to be, like other wives, like other wives, like to ask those who used to be, and I said I don't remember. On 10/23/18, my daughter was born, and the once unreliable boy, who became a father, had to start sheltering others from the wind and rain.

In fact, there was nothing to say about those things in the past. I can't help but say today, listen, I really want to finish writing a complete story. I want to use my own hands to give my wife and children a better life.

Please!

This signing is also a new editor, and the resources may be less. But as soon as I changed the state, I gave a recommendation, which is very responsible and powerful! We should still be grateful and grateful!

The recommended location,It's not very good.,At the bottom of the Xianxia category on the web side,One of the four popular categories without a cover,It should be the worst position.。

But the editor has already done what she has to do, and the next thing is up to us, and the goal is to advance!

Please, if you think this story can be read, you can work hard (1) collect it, (2) invest it, (3) vote for recommendations, (4) have a book list, you can help push it, that's all.

I'm responsible for writing 6,000 words of updates every day, and we work together to make the cut!!

Kneel and thank!

(I didn't think a single chapter was written 2.5k, I went to write an update)