Today I accidentally saw that the cumulative number of coded words in Sogou input method has reached 10 million. Looking back on the coding process in the past ten years, I suddenly want to say something.
The author is not a top student, and did not even go to college. After graduating from high school, he was forced to work in a factory, partly because of his mediocre grades, and partly because his family's economic conditions were relatively poor.
I was nineteen years old at the time, working in an electronics factory, and my first monthly salary was 1,800 yuan. I still remember it to this day.
The messy dormitory, all kinds of colleagues, the non-stop assembly line, and the smell of inferior plastic... It seems like everything happened yesterday.
At that time, I never thought that one day I would be able to make money by writing novels. I just regarded reading novels as a kind of leisure entertainment and a good medicine to relieve my mood.
Later, I moved around to various factories and stayed in each factory for less than a year. I didn’t even know what I was doing and I didn’t have any goals.
Until one day, I bought a computer on a whim and suddenly remembered that I had always wanted to write a novel, so I randomly thought of a subject, turned on the computer and started writing.
I was definitely disappointed at first, because I am not a genius and have no experience. After writing the beginning with enthusiasm, I didn’t know how to write the rest.
Later, I worked and wrote at the same time. It was not until two or three years later that I summed up some experience and earned my first royalties - fifteen yuan.
Yes, it was only fifteen yuan, but the excitement at that time was unmatched by any subsequent royalties.
Because I finally confirmed that writing novels can really make money, and this is not a dream.
My blood started to surge again, so I quit my job in the factory, went home with my computer, borrowed money to pull the network cable, and started fucking hard.
But ideals are good, but reality is cruel.
At that time, the royalties were not enough to support myself, and my neighbors were always gossiping, which was very unpleasant.
Due to pressure, I later went to work again, and continued to live a day of typing while working, wandering around in many places, like a headless fly.
It wasn't until 2021 when I was writing "The Rise of Primitive Tribe Farming" that I suddenly found my direction. Although it was not as popular as others, it was still more profitable than working in a factory. I resolutely quit my job again and went home to write a novel. .
This time, because of the income, the neighbors no longer gossiped, and the parents felt a little more at ease. In addition, they had a family, and they lived a relatively stable life.
After "The Rise of Primitive Tribe Farming", I ambitiously wrote another book "Starting Farming from Picking Up a Dragon Egg". However, due to lack of experience, I got messed up after writing 100,000 words, and I started writing again.
Later, I opened a book again, this one, "This is My Primitive Tribe". This book went very smoothly. From the first order of 1,000, it rushed to more than 3,000, making it my first book. Excellent novel.
Because he had made some money, and had a family with children, his parents kept urging him to build a house, so when the book was 800,000 words long, the author went to build a house.
If I look back now, this was definitely a very wrong choice, because I underestimated the difficulty of building a house. When this book had the best results and even had room for improvement, I was too busy building a house and delayed the update, which later led to
Can't get through either.
After the house was built, when I wanted to update it again, my ideas had stalled and my royalties plummeted.
At that time, I was still very optimistic. I thought that since this book could make money, the next book would definitely do the same, so I started writing a new book ambitiously.
As a result, everyone has seen it, new books are being published one after another, making people doubt their lives, even the new authors are not as good as others.
I finally realized that my strength is actually very weak, and luck plays a big part in making money.
In the past year or so, I have experienced a series of blows such as the death of two relatives from cancer, the outbreak of debt, etc. The pressure of life has made me breathless, and I even started to have some psychological problems.
It wasn't until the Chinese New Year that I finally adjusted my mentality, began to look at myself positively, reflect on myself, and face those difficult problems head-on.
I realized that I couldn't go on like this, I wanted to make money, I wanted to support my family, and I wanted to continue on the road of novels.
I began to think of ways to make money, and I began to truly use a humble attitude to learn the writing methods I could find and hone my writing skills.
What touches me the most is the book friends who have been silently supporting me. It is you who gave me the courage to go on in the darkest time.
From the first batch of book friends: "Alma descends to the earth", "Foodie Giant Panda", "Half Step 1075", "Badger Lexianzun", "Wen Xikouzi", "Eighteen Levels of Southeast Wind", "Author"
When will it evolve into a second-shift beast?" "Li Binjie"...
Go to "Xinxuan Liangsheng丨", "Haoqingtian", "Xiankanyuan", "Lin Xiaoguang", "Undersea Canglong", "JKcolin", "Qingtang丨"...
There are many, many familiar names. Some people may no longer read Qingshi’s books, while others may still persist. Qingshi has kept them all in mind.
Especially the "Xiankanyuan" book friend, even when Qingshi was in the worst condition, he still silently supported Qingshi and never said a word of complaint, which made Qingshi ashamed.
Yesterday, a book friend asked me: "After a while, you failed to summarize again. What did you summarize in the end? I didn't think about what to write about the new book, and I was not active in updating it. It took a long time to add a chapter. All the book friends who are still here are
Iron fan, can you please tell your conscience that you are worthy of us?"
I only replied with three words: "I'm sorry".
I'm really sorry. Qingshi's current situation is entirely his own fault, but there are old people and children at home, and sometimes we have to try our best to make money. If we don't make money, we will have nothing to eat.
I will continue to study hard in the future and strive to finish this book well, giving an explanation to my book friends and an explanation to myself.
I will never give up on this path of writing, even if I keep pursuing it.
Thank you all for accompanying me all the way.
Finally, I attach a cumulative picture of 10 million code words, which can be regarded as a commemoration of today.