Red Heart Survey

I would like to ask everyone for a few days off.

Don't wait any longer for today's update.

Nothing happened, no one's fault.

All the plots are within my control and proceed in an orderly manner.

My editor-in-chief is also very responsible and treats me very well.

The performance of the novel is also getting better and better, with an average subscription of 22,000. After more than 5 million words, with only 4,000 words of basic updates per day, the average subscription increase of 1,000 plus a month can be maintained. It can be said that this is the only one, and I have no dissatisfaction.

The support that readers can give me, and the honors that can help me win, are all given to me.

Stocks have also been booming every day these days, and you can earn what you buy.

Not even my mood is bad.

Everything seems to be going well.

The manuscript fees in the past few months, excluding copyright income, are the highest months since I wrote Chixin... I should write a few thousand more words a day, and the results on the list will be better...

is my own problem.

The outline is there, the plot lines are all done, and the characters have been shaped, just waiting for a collision of the occasion. Usually at this time, I would be high-spirited, mobilize all my brain energy, and knead all the inextricable clues together to form a brilliant picture in my imagination.

But I tuned it for a long time, but Mao couldn't get it out. It's like two armies charging, you give an order, but there are not many soldiers under your command.

Tired and exhausted.

I saw a spam mobile game link in the group the day before yesterday. I clicked on the boring place until three o'clock in the middle of the night, but even if it was so boring and wasteful, I didn't want to get up and write a word. On the one hand, I feel that I should write more, on the other hand, I just want to lie down.

Then I was shocked, why am I in this state. I love writing so much...

If you think about it carefully, maybe this is the same feeling you used to feel when you don't want to go to school/work.

I have always wanted to save a few days of manuscripts, and then secretly go somewhere to play while you are not paying attention. Look at the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, the vast world. No one will notice my fatigue, everything in the world, everything is as usual. Like weekends I've had before.

But it's been so long, and I haven't saved a day's manuscript. There seems to be a power source in my body that is getting more and more stingy. After writing four to five thousand words a day, it will stop supplying energy.

It has been serialized for more than three years and has never been willful.

This time, I willfully ask everyone for a few days off.

It was just a thought in my heart, but after I said it in the chat, it became more and more irresistible. At first it was a bit of a joke, but afterward, the thought of heaven and earth was broad, and the whole person was relieved. I actually wanted to write some manuscripts last night, but in the end I went to see a movie, and the leave note was delayed until now.

Today is Friday, the wind is sunny, I looked at the map for a long time, and decided to take a long trip.

Then add Saturday, Sunday, and Monday.

Come back next Tuesday for an update. (2022/10/18).

Of course, I will make up for the update of these four days, record it in the owed update, and pay it back first when the time comes.

Chief Steward Di Zong testified that my debts are running out and I will pay them off.

There are actually very important clues in this volume, and you can stop and look for them.

I hope you all can rest well for a few days.

That's it, I'm off.

my dear friend...

Goodbye. Goodbye.