Evil will not deceive you

It's all fixed, let's just complain...

Someone may have already seen it, but I might as well post it...

In fact, I regretted it the next day when I copied it on a large scale.

I should stop updating.

But if you think you’ve done it, just do it to the end.

Quanqin has a lot of money.

Then, when I finished my work today and officially started repairing, I almost collapsed when I looked at the large amount of things that needed to be repaired.

Where have I done something like this before?

Then, I thought about it and analyzed why I was like this.

I’ll just make up for it later, but I didn’t expect it would take so long.

Although there are other reasons, I just analyzed it.

I found out that I was not responsible enough.

I am not responsible enough for readers as a profession of online writing.

I messed up.

After reading my chapter, there were leave requests everywhere, and there were many things that needed to be changed. I suddenly realized that I was as irresponsible as my father.

I seem, probably, not qualified to eat this bowl of rice.

Not asking for pity or anything, but the answer I came up with after self-analysis.

I'm completely irresponsible and I don't deserve this bowl of rice.

There are a lot of typos, some in very early chapters, and sometimes I saw complaints about it, and then I wanted to change it, but I was locked. I always thought about finding an editor tomorrow, and then I forgot about it.

Chapter water, I always feel that more water can make more money.

There are some plots that don't care about continuity at all. As long as you think it's fun, you just add them in, and then you regret it later.

Tell a bad joke.

Until now, I have never written an outline.

Yes, not even once.

Nearly 10 million words, ten novels worth more than 500,000 words, plus one fine ‘writer’.

Not once has an outline been written or set.

I always start writing after thinking about an idea and a context.

Penguin is the most obvious one. I basically write whatever comes to my mind. The method of linking is to think of another idea.

After I concluded, I was in disbelief. I earned over 10,000 yuan a month by writing online articles, and yet I was so careless. I thought about it for a long time and finally came to a conclusion.

It wasn’t just my relatives who didn’t see this job as a reliable, ‘serious’ job, but I didn’t either.

I am ashamed to tell my relatives about my profession, what I do for money, and the names of the books I write, because I think they will laugh at me, and they will think that I am not doing my job properly.

I would be ashamed because I think so myself.

What’s funny is that I used to think it was their problem, but now after thinking about it calmly, I think it’s my problem.

I rely on these to survive, and I even look down on my own industry.

How arrogant is this?

It seems that I am indeed not qualified to eat this bowl of rice.

Not being serious, showing off, and not doing what you say.

Ultimately, I don’t see this as ‘work’.

When I posted the copied chapters, I even felt that I was very smart, because I was able to maintain perfect attendance and make a lot of money.

I didn't realize that at all.

I was draining trust and trampling on my own responsibilities.

I would feel that "perfect attendance is a lot of money", which is actually quite irresponsible behavior from the bottom of my heart.

Because this means that I don’t take what I write or the people who read my book seriously at all. I just think it’s so damn smart for me to make a fortune and walk away.

In other words, I have realized it myself, but I have never seriously thought about it or cared about it.

I feel that people like me are not worthy of eating this bowl of rice.

Because my father is such a person. He takes me out to play and gives me toys, but he is not responsible.

Not responsible for yourself, not responsible for your children, not responsible for your life.

I've always hated him, I really hate him.

But when I look back at the past and my life, I find that I have become the kind of person I hate the most.

I'm already quite an irresponsible person.

I don’t know when I became a person like my father.

Perhaps this is how dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, and the mouse's son can dig holes.

Or maybe genetic selection makes me lie and shirk responsibility.

Look, I am still shirking responsibility and seeking pity.

I lied endlessly, was irresponsible, acted badly, evaded my own responsibilities, hurt and deceived the people who helped me.

I really don't deserve to eat this bowl of rice.

I plan to take a look at it. When I finish writing the compensation I owe and promised, and when I finish Xie Neng, I still don’t think this is a job and I still can’t be responsible. I will probably give up writing novels in the future. At most, I can write some imaginative things to make people laugh, but I won’t make money from this anymore.

After all, if I continue to be irresponsible like this, I will be spurned by many people and have a bad reputation. It is better to end it as soon as possible, at least to leave a good impression.

Finally, I'm sorry.

Everyone, I am indeed an idiot this time.

I will finish writing the compensation slowly, but not very quickly, because I have to write compensation, and I will try to make it free if it can be free.

at last.

Or I can only say sorry.