Xuanhuan: Dare to come to revoke my marriage, and still want to leave completely?

In dim light.

The computer was glowing and coldly hitting me in the face.

I stopped tapping the keyboard.

Look up at the empty sky.

Light a cigarette.

Take a deep breath.

What is spat out may be smoke, it may be life, it may be stress.

Want to say something.

The book was about to hit the shelves and I had to say goodbye to some of my friends.

But I still have a little bit of extravagance, I hope you can stay.

Yes, there is no feast under the heavens.

However, I still hope that you will sit with me for a while and listen to me tell more magnificent stories later.

Go see how our protagonist Su Han went against the heavens and how he stepped out of his brilliant road.

Su Han is actually not the protagonist, but you who read the novel are the real protagonists!

I really hope that you can stay.

Even if it’s a chat, it can be nagging.

When the tea on the table is cold, there are no dishes to eat in the feast.

If you leave again, I will send Jun out the door.

And with gratitude loudly said, “Thank you for your company.” ”

I feel very happy if my novel can bring you even a little comfort under the pressure of life.

I also want to generate electricity for love, and I have been writing free chapters so that more people can see my novels.

It’s because of love, love of fiction.

However, life will still ruthlessly destroy all love.

Once, when I was still in school, I liked to read novels.

Watching in class, watching after class, watching at sleep, waking up to see…

The first novel I read was “The Fish Sky” and “The Charm”, which tells the story of a teenager and his soul pet.

His ending is still unforgettable and difficult for me to let go.

I wonder if Mo Xie, who finally turned into the Fox of Reincarnation, entered reincarnation countless times, and whether at one time he broke the confinement and found the teenager who had named him

…

It knows that it cannot change, but it still enters samsara again and again.

In order to enter the cycle of reincarnation, listen to the teenager give it a name.

“Just call you Mo evil.”

This book had a great influence on me and made me start to be enthusiastic about reading novels.

Later, I met the cruel people who were poor and anti-inflammatory, the desolation of the eons, and the red dust waiting for you to return

…

Too much, too much.

Then, one day, I thought, can I write it myself?

At that moment, a fire suddenly broke out in my heart!

In class, I remember that class was a language class.

I took out a brand new book, and I remember the color of the book, which was the color of the log.

Using my barren vocabulary, I struggled to begin writing the first chapter.

I looked up the dictionary while writing, and many paragraphs could not be read, just like a child’s diary…..

But at the time, I thought I was writing well.

Say it or not, the first chapter I wrote for a week, 2000 words.

I was overjoyed to show it to a few students in my class who also liked to read novels.

When I gave them to them, I didn’t tell them I wrote it.

“What the hell is this one written about?”

“Can’t read it?”

“You wrote this?”

At that time, I was stunned and quickly denied it.

“No, no, no, I copied it online.”

At that moment, my confidence was devastated, but then I didn’t give up.

It took me a few more weeks to write seven chapters out.

Gave it to a better friend to see and told him that I wrote it.

After he read it, he said a word.

“You better study hard, and you’ll pass the exam right away.”

And just like that, my first experience writing a novel… Sloppy end.

Later, I found out.

Most of the people in that class knew I was writing novels.

And they all secretly despised me.

Approaching the middle school entrance examination, I wasted time writing novels.

Written out, or like garbage….

Maybe at that time, I was like a fool in their eyes….

Later, I went to high school and college.

In these seven years, I have not written a novel.

Now, my junior high school classmates are all mixed up well.

Many are prestigious universities.

What about me?

It’s just a little flutter street…

At the class reunion, I don’t even dare to say that I am a flying deer writer.

Later, drunk, I gave me a classmate with whom I had the best relationship to speak.

I was a writer at Flying Deer.

After he listened, his expression was drunk, his expression was under the influence of alcohol, and the undisguised sarcasm on his face.

“Flying deer?”

“What kind of little site is that?”

“Never heard of it.”

“Then you have two or three thousand dollars a month to write books, right?”

Yes, you read that right, this is not a fictional bridge.

This is what really happened.

Two or three thousand, not even worthy of paying rent, it is difficult to survive.

At that moment, I also hoped that this was the bridge of the novel, and I was the protagonist of the novel.

Then he said casually, “No more, no less, more than 100,000 a month.”

Then punch in the face and shock the audience.

Unfortunately, I’m not.

I can really only earn more than three thousand a month….

Only I pretended to be drunk, and smiled:

“Yes, more than three thousand a month.”

“It’s okay, it’s a side hustle.”

After saying these words, I drank a full glass of white wine, my throat was very bitter, and my heart was even more bitter.

In fact, I have no side job, that is, a full-time writer.

On weekdays, I go to deliver takeaways.

It is because the money earned by writing novels in a month is only enough to pay for rent, utilities and so on.

How I hope, one day.

I can boldly say that I am a full-time writer.

I can support myself by writing novels, and I can make a lot of money….

Unconsciously, I wrote so much and deviated….

The book is on the shelves tonight.

I hope that everyone can support, even if you don’t like it anymore, I will kneel down and thank you if I can support the first order.

This book was nakedly put on the shelves, during which there was no recommendation.

I hope that everyone can rush to me for the first order, which is related to whether I can get a small recommendation.

Thank.

Kneel and thank you!

The chapters after the shelves will not disappoint you, and the plot and bridge sections of this book are very “anti-routine”

If there is any clichéd plot to dog blood, please send the blade to the little author, I will cut it myself!

This book, on the shelves, is scheduled for April 3 (Saturday) at 10 p.m., and I will burst out!

Without further ado, thank you for your patience in reading my testimonials.

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