The new author finally wanted Xiao Meng. He was so excited that he couldn't calm down for a long time!
First of all, I would like to thank the readers who have always supported the newbie. It was you who gave the newbie the courage and determination to continue writing.
It's your votes and gifts that have pulled the newbie back.
Every time she saw these fresh flowers, the little noob would be full of motivation and fight at the forefront.
Here!
The newbie sincerely thanked those readers!
Thank you to all the readers who have collected the newbies!
Without you, there would be no such book!
Thank you so much! Thank you so much!
Life was like a waterfall. If one wanted to move forward, it would always be very difficult and slow. Moreover, it was easy to go backwards. But every creator was working day and night, sitting in front of the screen, waving their tired hands to create. This was crazy, and he didn't understand why. It was because he had a dream. Dreams give us the motivation to move forward, allowing us to overcome the erosion of the waterfall and continue to move forward.
It was the day before yesterday. He went to work early in the morning and passed by the park. He saw an old man wearing only a short-sleeved shirt practicing Tai Chi.
How cold was the weather now?
I'm sure everyone has a deep feeling. Moreover, it's early in the morning. It's not an exaggeration to say that the cold wind is bone-piercing, right?
Even I, a young man in my twenties, wore a lot of clothes.
However, this old man was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt.
I couldn't help but ask curiously,"Grandpa, you're only wearing a short-sleeved shirt on such a cold day. Who gave you the courage?" Liang Jingru?"
"Who is Liang Jing? I don't know him."
The grandpa stopped and said cheerfully,"I'm not afraid of the cold because I've been practicing Tai Chi. Tai Chi is the quintessence of China. It's profound and profound. If you persist all year round, you'll be like me, fearless of the cold. Swimming in the river in the middle of winter is not a big deal.”
I was interested, but I didn't really believe it."I'm an honest man. Don't lie to me.”
The old man had a serious look on his face and said righteously,"Look at you, young man. Do I look like a liar? Besides, what good would it do for me to lie to you?”
"No wonder you look so healthy.”I couldn't help but sigh.
"It's alright! Try pushing me and see if you can push me.”
"That's not very good, right?"
"Don't worry! Come at me!" The grandpa was confident.
I could only nod and nudge the old man.
Coincidentally, there was a man-made river on the side. The old man was indeed a person who practiced Tai Chi all year round. In order to make me believe in the exquisiteness of Tai Chi, he actually jumped into the river to swim.
From then on, I believed that Taiji was indeed profound.
Until now, I still vaguely remember that I had to borrow 28,000 yuan from a friend.
That night, I returned home. Mother had already prepared a delicious dinner.
During dinner, my father suddenly looked up and said to me,"I got you a piece of land."
I was instantly stunned. I had mixed feelings in my heart as a thought that I had been thinking for a long time appeared.
"Actually, my dad is very rich. He might even be the CEO of the top 500 companies. The poverty before was just to sharpen me so that I could take over his business better.
Now that the time is ripe, they are finally willing to let me show my skills.
At the thought of this, the resentment from being tricked by the old man earlier instantly dissipated.
I suppressed the excitement in my heart and tried my best to ask in a calm and casual tone,"Oh? Which piece of land?"
"Shunfeng Express. Because it's on delivery, I've given you 20 yuan. Remember to return it to me after dinner.”
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Everyone has seen my current situation. I've already reached the point of poverty.
However, I still didn't lose hope in life because life was so beautiful.
I still remember a chicken soup for the soul that I once read: Life is full of surprises, don't be discouraged, don't be discouraged. Life is not just about the present, it will be the same in the future.
What is my dream? I want to continue this love of mine, not for money or fame. A storyteller didn't want to receive many rewards or high fame and fortune. Instead, he wanted to have many readers to share, tell, and tell his story to more people.
The first word was the first moment. The content echoed in his mind. He pondered, rose and fell, and stirred up his emotions. Only then did he truly begin to live.
Then, when was death? It wasn't that the author had finished writing or stopped writing, but that there was no longer anyone watching. If no one knew about the silence, then it was as if he had died. Mr. Lu Xun once said that some people might be dead, and some people might be dead, but they were still alive.
In the darkness, I can still lower and lower my stats, making me feel uneasy and confused. I wonder if my path is right, if my dreams and persistence are right.
However, I felt that there would always be light. I continued to write and move forward with difficulty. Slowly, I reached the stage. Perhaps in the future, the data would become better and many people would look at it. I'm not asking for tips or anything. I just want a lot of readers, readers who will explore the story world with me.
Whether my path can continue forward, whether the dream we insist on is right. After thinking for a long time, I stopped halfway through my speech. I couldn't sleep for many days. Finally, I made up my mind to give it a try. I wanted to see if there were many people who supported me and wanted to hear my story.
Then, I got up and continued to complete the remaining half of my speech in front of the computer.
When he was composing, he always felt that time was slow, and the number of words was also very slow. But unknowingly, he had already experienced so much time and had already reached it. When he recalled the beginning of the book, it felt like it was just yesterday.
Some people went into the industry for money and fame. But I don't have this skill. I'm just an ordinary person. Why am I doing this? "I'm just doing it for my own hobby. When I see those monotonous novels, I tell my friends what they're about. They're too bad, and you still laugh. Anyway, I can't laugh.
My friend told me that there are people who like this now, and there are people who buy it. If you can do it, go ahead!
Then, I went on the website and became an author. I started my creative journey. I feel that novels are about presenting the fantasy world in your heart. In the beginning, I was a little confused and my presentation was very poor. But as time passed and my skills improved, my presentation was able to be understood by many people, and there were some so-called readers.
I was quite happy. After writing for a while, the number of readers increased again. Some people gave me tips and some gave me flowers.
I think that this is actually very good, but when I gradually achieve it, it means that I will lose some readers in the future, but I won't be able to promote it. My goal is to let more people read it and understand the world in my heart.
Some people would say that it would be different and that it would have a lot of readers and promotions. However, I'm a poor person. I usually write when I'm working part-time. Therefore, there would always be very few updates, and it would be very slow, but there was no other way.
But now, the opportunity has come. I don't have to be so busy. I can use a lot of time to do what I like and create. My friend said that you don't have to be so tired because you're handsome. But for the sake of their dreams, they would always work hard. Wasn't youth just about sweating and chasing the unreachable starlight?
Speaking of which, I thought of my other friend. She was also writing in Feilu. Because she needed a long time to write, her boyfriend felt neglected and threw a tantrum. In the midst of making a choice, my friend decided to give up her boyfriend of many years and go out to rent a small house to continue composing.
Sometimes, it was tiring to be busy with the things that one liked, but it felt good in the heart. Why are we so busy? Isn't it to make ourselves feel comfortable?
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Looking at the dark night, I will always think about sending to sending to the Golden Buddha. The dark wind shook off a few guys to play the piano. Maybe there are many people like me who drag their tired bodies to compose at this time. You may find it unbelievable and crazy. But this was a hobby, a preference. Collecting some figurines and crafts would always be considered crazy, but it was actually a matter of perspective.
I don't write novels for money or fame. Because I can't reach that level at all. I just like to do it. A pot of tea, a computer, and a day of typing. It was tiring, but it was very comfortable.
Occasionally, I would get tired, so I would go to comic convention with my friends to relax my mind. I would wear cosplay clothes and play with like-minded people. I would always get a lot of inspiration.
Some people felt that the ones who bought and started were all from families with mines. But in fact, they were not. They were all busy and tired, earning money and saving money to buy them. It was tiring, the process was tiring, but he was willing.
In this era, novels developed rapidly. Many people were immersed in the sea of Wang Yang, struggling to move forward. There would always be failures, and there would always be people who would say that it was a waste of time. But I don't think that's the case. This is what youth should do. Sweat and chase the distant starlight. " Many years later, I might fail, but when I think back to the beginning, if I had to make a new choice, I would still choose to throw myself into the sea and fight. The scenery and experiences along the way were things I didn't want to lose. They were also the most important and precious treasures.
After a while, when I get my royalties, I'll go and rent a room with my friend who gave up her boyfriend and rented a room to write. Let's chase the starlight together.
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There seemed to be something wrong?
Forget it, this was not important.
Now, let's get down to business.
This book is at midnight, which is midnight tonight. Friends who like this book, I hope you can give me a first order!
The young author knew that this meant that a group of readers would give up, but there was nothing he could do. After all, everyone had seen that the young author still owed his friend 28,000 yuan and my dad 20 yuan…
Cough, cough, cough…
On the first day of the day, there would be ten chapters. At twelve o'clock tonight, five chapters would be sent at once, and the remaining five chapters would be sent within the next five chapters.
After all, there were no drafts saved and they were all in the current code. The weather was so cold now, and with his crippled hands…Everyone, please forgive me.
Finally, I hope that everyone can give me a first order. This is very important, and it will affect whether this book can be recommended.
The little author thanked everyone here!
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