This afternoon, the editor told me to be mentally prepared. He said that the statistics of my book aren't very good. He said that I didn't spend any money on it, that I didn't give any tickets, that I didn't give any tips, and that I didn't urge him to update it. The book review section isn't very active either, so the number of readers might not be very good. He told me not to have too high expectations.
In fact, he felt quite uncomfortable. After all, it was his own blood and sweat. Of course, he would be unhappy if others did not think well of him.
However, there was no other way. This was the truth. He could only accept it. Perhaps it was because his writing was not good enough.
Then, he told her that he might stop writing about tomb raiding at some point in time.
Sigh.
But I only want to write about grave robbing. I only like to write about grave robbing.
What could he do?
After thinking about it, he decided to collect his emotions and continue writing. No matter what, he had to write about tomb raiding. Whatever happened in the future, who cared? As long as he was happy writing it now, it was enough!
This is the first time I'm opening a chapter to tell everyone what's in my heart.
If you guys have votes and money, please give me a vote. If you have money, give me a tip or urge me to update. There's no such thing. Even if you're a free brother, I hope you can leave a message to encourage the little loser. Thank you!
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