Hello everyone, this is And, your loyal friend who updates once or twice a day, but promises to update about 6,000 words...probably.
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When I was writing the previous volume, many readers said that the plot was too long and looked tiring, and some plots were not connected. I also seriously reflected on myself.
I always want to come up with some cool writing methods, such as writing several branches at the same time, advancing at the same time, and finally converging at the end. But obviously, one is that I have a wrong understanding of my own abilities, and this writing method
, it is really not suitable for daily updates and reading.
So in this volume, I made certain changes. I didn't make any messy things, here and there, here and there. I kept the main premise of the main plot and arranged the plot around it.
Therefore, this volume is obviously much smaller than the previous one, and most of the plots that have nothing to do with the main plot are not mentioned too much.
Then, after this volume, the book has reached the halfway point.
In order to ensure that the ending does not get out of control, I like to start guiding the book towards the ending in the middle of the book, so the following plot begins to pave the way for the ending, but there should be at least three volumes of plot left before the end.
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Then... Regarding writing, I don’t have anything to say for the time being. After all, I talk a lot at the end of each volume. No matter how nonsense I am, it still feels like I’ve talked about it cleanly.
Regarding some grades, it seems that my grades have been increasing very slowly, whether it is this or the previous one. I think it should be some problems in my writing. Anyway, I will slowly improve.
Under such influence, my temperament was also sharpened.
Then there are some things in life that I can share with you.
Many readers know that I have a hamster named JJ.
The first one was given to me by a friend of mine when I was in college who stopped raising it. It was a small white silver fox. Because of the rough way my friend raised it, it had extremely strong resilience, such as in order to survive.
, in the winter in the Northeast, on the balcony, chewing on the frozen kettle and drinking ice.
Under my care, 0 spent a relatively peaceful time, and then he reached the limit of his life as a rat.
Then not long after, I raised another 0.
I used to joke that I wrote it as jj, and I was responsible for helping the little mouse pass the human-machine verification.
0. I bought it at the night market near the university town. It costs 10 yuan and the cage costs 30 yuan. It can be said that you buy a cage and get a mouse for free.
I didn't pick 0 at first, but the one next to it, but that one was too lively. Among a group of little mice, I saw it was the only one lying down like a lazy dog. I thought it was good, so I chose 0.
The first night I brought 0 home, he took a free leap, jumped off the table, hit his brain on the chair, and then bounced to the ground. Since then, I have always felt that 0's brain may not be very good.
Very useful.
Around the time I raised 0, I began to write the rest. Three years later, 0 also ushered in the end of his life as a rat, and he died of old age naturally.
But 0's death was a bit sudden. What should I do if I don't have a little mouse to code? After a day or two of sadness, I bought another little mouse with black eyes.
There is a saying, the appearance of 0 is much higher than that of 0. One is from the mouse house and the other is from a roadside stall. Is this the difference?
After experiencing the emergency, I successfully found the next mouse, squeezed it and continued to code, almost one book, one mouse was consumed, and now I have also ushered in era 0.
0 is considered a major version update.
I have been living in Shenyang since I was in college, and it was the same for the few years after graduation. I must have gotten tired of living there, so I moved to a small county town by the sea. The house is about 100 square meters, and the monthly salary is only 1,000 yuan. What the hell?
So cool.
I live on the first floor and have a small yard of my own. I buried 0 in the yard and poured half a bag of uneaten grain into it. The remaining bits were scattered when I saw sparrows around.
, when the bird is invited to give 0 a meal.
I was thinking about what to plant on 0, which can be regarded as a cycle of life. I planted some flowers, cucumbers, and watermelons. After more than a month of torture, many seedlings died. After digging the ground several times with a hoe, cucumbers and watermelons grew.
The buds have sprouted leaves.
I don't know if I can eat it.
Oh, by the way, JJ was buried a little shallowly. When digging the soil, JJ was almost dug out. Then there were a lot of weeds growing on JJ’s grave, which was very lush.
The place where I live is also very close to the beach, so close that I can get there in five minutes by bicycle.
Then my daily schedule became: get up in the morning and code, play with the mice and water the flowers at noon, maybe go out for a bike ride on the beach in the afternoon, paint models, play games, continue coding at night, and then go to bed.
There is a sense of beauty in the life of retired cadres, Jie Jie Jie Jie.
By the way, the movie marathon here is real. I often invite my friends to come to my house and watch movies together. Every year we watch the Six Parts of Middle-earth. This year is the fourth year that the event has been held.
Six movies is really long.
I went home for a while and met up with a friend. I had known this guy since I was in junior high school. I first started writing stories in my notebook with him.
I talked with him about writing. In my opinion, this is really a great profession. While earning royalties, you can also generate some value and own your own creations.
Every time I think about this, I sigh that more people can indirectly remember these stories.
I am also happy to share my life with you in my speech. Just like a song I like recently, "Beautiful Life", the author interprets his own experiences and various strange experiences in the song. Although it is a bit abstract
, but I really like this author’s songs.
I also hope that I can continue like this.
Then, when this volume ended, I was traveling. In fact, I am a very homely person and almost never go out. But I have no choice but to travel once a year, so these chapters at the end of the volume are basically saved.
When I come back from my trip, I will probably dive right into coding for the next volume.
I met many authors and chatted with them, and I benefited a lot.
Everyone is shy and kind, which fulfills my stereotype of the author's profession, and of course, I am the same.
I have a habit as a coder, which is to ensure a certain amount of manuscripts, about a week or so. Sometimes when I ask for leave, I don't really ask for leave, but I just delay writing for a day and save the manuscript.
Give yourself enough time to relax and organize the plot and manuscript.
So, the epilogue at the end of the volume is the main text.
I have always struggled with the issue of grades and felt that my abilities were not good enough. Brother Yin Tian said that it would be weird if I could take off by writing something that is so niche.
It feels like a sudden enlightenment, and it can also be considered a bit of comfort?
Of course, the problem cannot be attributed to the category. It is at most a partial factor. My personal lack of ability is still obvious. For example, I clearly realize that I have a major shortcoming as an author.
That's right, as an author, I hardly read it.
Hey, the road is long and it is so difficult to write a book.
Cut yourself off with a knife and live a second life!
Currently I have a lot of ideas for the next volume, and I have already thought of a few specific plots, but I haven’t thought about the sequence yet, so I am taking a vacation these days, writing and saving the manuscript, and conceiving the outline for the future.
As my writing experience increased, I actually discovered many problems in my writing, so I can only say that I took my time.
One of the problems I have realized so far is that I rely too much on the Avenue of Time.
That's right, the Avenue of Time.
If writing can be compared to cultivating immortality, then my own innate magical power is the Avenue of Time.
Whenever I write something and feel that my writing is a mess, instead of thinking about rectification and finding a way to solve the problem, I just think about it.
"Forget it, the fun is over. As for the trouble, leave it to my future self."
In this way, I have handed over most of the troubles to my future self, and now I am also dealing with the troubles left by my past self every day.
The future market is full.
Generally speaking, the problem is that I don’t have a complete writing plan. I have also tried to make a writing plan, but as soon as I write it down, I feel like I am obsessed and my brain shuts down. Maybe I haven’t found the right one yet.
My writing route can only be learned slowly.
It’s funny, my outline can’t be more than 100 words, and I can’t think of any more.
In terms of my personal mentality, I have an indescribable distortion, just like when I get a thousand dollars, I want ten thousand dollars, or when I become an emperor, I want to become an immortal.
I'm stuck in a very abnormal cycle, and it's up to me whether I can solve it.
Probably, I am still very anxious, anxious about age, and anxious about life. If life is a game, I am a person who is obsessed with strategy and perfect clearance. If there is something I can't do or can't get, I will be very irritable.
Damn it, if I want it, I must get it.
So the main reason why the sin of jealousy is raised so high is that I myself am a person troubled by it.
I am often jealous of all kinds of things. The camp in the article can be regarded as a warning to myself. Except for hard work, any method to achieve the goal is unethical.
Then, I ask for leave, which can be as fast as five days or as slow as seven days. Anyway, according to the new rules of Qidian, once I ask for seven days of leave, I won’t be able to ask for leave for the next two months. It’s not a loss anyway, quack quack.
It’s still the market of the future!
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In the end, it’s creation, creation, fucking creation.
Although typing every day feels super shitty, I feel like a female knight who fell into the goblin cave, and also like a white male who is held down by Gitou Four.
But it feels really good to actually write something. ap;lt;tercss=clearap;gt;
