Longevity Family: Invite Taoist couples, girls please stay

Chapter 33 A Letter to Book Friends in the New Year
Starting point new event, the author publishes a chapter titled "A Letter to Book Friends in the New Year", which will trigger an Easter Egg Chapter. Readers only need to comment to draw a lottery. The highest reward is 6666 book coins, and the winning rate is quite high!

It just so happens that I have something in my heart, so I can't spit it out!

Once a dream, now pale and powerless

With a little melancholy on the street, I found my old account and went back to the starting point of the long-awaited.

It is deep winter, and when I log in to my account, I feel a bit regretful. The mottled and messy advertisements pop up, which is still surprising. When I open the author’s backstage, I can see that the pale yellow works of the past have long disappeared, and only a few bleak advertisement messages remain. , without some vitality.My heart couldn't help feeling sad.

ah!Isn't this the palace of online literature that I have been looking forward to for several years?

The starting point I remember was nothing like that.It was a hometown full of rivers and lakes.But if I want to remember his greatness and tell his good things, I have no image or words.As if that was the case.So I explained to myself: The same is true for online texts—although there has been no progress, it may not be as desolate as my little Pujie felt.

In the early morning of the second day, when I went online, I went to some old friends to give rewards and comments.There are words like 'sensitive rectification' posted in the introduction of some works, which is explaining the reason for the 404 of this work.Several authors who were acquainted with each other had already moved away, so it was very lonely.

I opened the previous reader group, and played two emoticons tentatively. A writer Lu Ming, who was a fan at the time and later joined the industry, flew out of the small lightning.

The writer Luming Luming was very happy, but he also hid a lot of desolate and angry expressions. He told me about the starting point of swiping tickets and the awkwardness of the new version, and didn't ask me about moving the pit.

But we finally talked about moving the pit.I said that the websites outside are more confusing, and there are many readers of free books, but I always feel unwilling, and my heart of rushing to the street will not change. I always hope to be so humble and wait for the stone to germinate.

When your new book hits the shelves, I will support you.Writer Lu Ming said.

There is also Caibimao who writes online articles. When he goes online occasionally, he also asks about you. It is said that the street has reached an unsustainable level.I have sent him a QQ notification, and he may contact you soon.

At this time, a magical picture suddenly flashed in my mind: In the deep night, a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and a cheap filter mouth was sitting in front of a dim computer desk, his big hands with dry yellow knuckles were flying fast on the keyboard. Knocking, sometimes frowning and deleting a large space.

This middle-aged man is Caibimao. He is tall and tall; his face is blue and white, and there are often scars between his wrinkles, which are caused by working on the construction site during the day.

His hair is unkempt and seldom taken care of.I still use the iPhone 8, but it is dirty and old, and it seems that it has never been pasted or jailbroken.He likes to teach novices into the industry, and he always talks a lot about others, making people half-understandable.

Because his surname is Cai, others took a nickname for him from the half-understandable words "Cai Bi Mao" in an ancient book dug out by Gui Chudeng, and it was called Cai Bi Mao.

As soon as Caibimao entered the group, the authors of all the codewords sent out a smiley face symbol, and some shouted, "Caibimao, you broke the code again!"

He didn't answer, @购企 said, "Give me a recommendation, and I'll update it at the beginning of the month." Then a row of readers tipped screenshots.

Caibimao is very enthusiastic towards newcomers. Maybe he has a kind and humble heart of seniors, or he has been stuck here for a long time, so he can't help but sympathize with newcomers and give advice to avoid mistakes.

I'm just one of them.

I heard people talking behind their backs that Cai Bimao ​​had read two books before, but he finally didn't enter the graduate school, and he didn't know how to be a little boy and had a bit of a stinking style; so he became poorer and poorer, and he was about to beg for food.Fortunately, I wrote a good diary since I was a child, so I dreamed of writing a novel and changing to a full-time job.It's a pity that he has another bad temper, that is, he often cuts off the watch.Within a few days of writing, both the person and the manuscript disappeared.This happened several times, and the studio that called him a shooter disappeared.

But they don't know that in reality, Caibimao has been laid off and travels to various construction sites every day to support his family and subsidize him.

Internet literature rivers and lakes!

It's just wishful thinking in a dream!
Even if there is a gully in the chest and the books are all over the world, it can't compare to the reality of a three-foot bungalow and two low walls!

One day, about two or three days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the editor in charge was slowly sorting out the documents and looking at the blacklist, and suddenly said, "The book Caibimao hasn't been updated for a long time. Damn, I still owed me nineteen dollars last month." Chapter!"

I also feel that he has not been in the group for a long time.One senior author said, "How did he come? ... He plagiarized."

The editor in charge said: "Oh!"

"He always pretends to be aggressive. This time, he was the one who got dizzy and actually copied that book "..."

Great God's Red Book, plagiarized?
"What happened afterward?"

"How is it? First post to justify, and then to revise, revise most of the night, and then seal the book."

"and after?"

"Later I heard that he fell off the computer desk in a fit of anger and broke his leg." "What happened?" "How?... Who knows? Maybe he died." The list of his authors.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the autumn wind is cooler day by day, look at the beginning of winter; my hands are frozen like dogs when I code all day long.

In the second half of the day, almost no one was bubbling in the group, and I was sitting in front of the computer with my eyes closed.Suddenly, I heard Didi's QQ message, "Give me a recommendation, I'll update it recently."

Although this avatar has not logged in for a long time, it looks familiar.It looks gray.In the background, it is a mobile phone login,

It turned out that Caibimao was hanging on the mobile phone client.His books are no longer collected and recommended, and his grades are sloppy;

Seeing that I was online, he sent another smiley face and said, "If you have any votes, please vote for me twice."

The editor-in-charge also frothed at this time, "Are vegetables better than cats? You owe nineteen chapters last month!"

Cai Bimao ​​seemed very disappointed and replied, "This...just pay it off next time. This time it's an explosion, a big orgasm."

The editor-in-charge was still the same as usual, laughing and bubbling, "Cai Bi Mao, you have plagiarized another book!" But this time he was not very discerning, and just said "Don't make fun!"

"Make fun of? If you don't plagiarize, how can you be fought in the forum?"

Cai Bimao ​​said in a low voice, "Learn from, observe, refer to..." His attitude is very similar to begging the editor in charge, don't mention it again.At this time, several authors had already gathered in the group, so they laughed with the editor in charge.I went to the backstage and gave him two chapter recommendation tickets, and gave him a screenshot.He disgustedly sent me a flash picture of a cute and crying little girl. Seeing how wretched he was, I had no choice but to spread my hands and let out a hehe!

I couldn't help asking him, "Brother Cai, what are you doing now?"

Didi, the message came back, "The construction team went to XJ and just came back, hurry up and make up for it, are you okay? I will recharge and read your book when the full attendance arrives next month!"

It turned out that he was relying on these friendly recommendation tickets to mix up his grades.After a while, he finished yelling and begging for tickets in the group, and amidst the laughter of others, he quietly disappeared and had a private chat with me.

I couldn't help being moved and a little sad, and I muttered, "It doesn't need to be so troublesome, you can watch the pirated version!"

"That won't work, the work is your painstaking effort, if you want to read it, you have to read it carefully!"

I seem to guess the serious look on his face when he typed this line.

"Come on, words have a place to survive wherever they go. Everyone needs Jianghu in their hearts, and Jianghu is where stories are needed!"

Cai Bimao ​​went offline after typing.

Since then, I haven't seen Caibimao online for a long time.At the end of the year, the editor-in-charge thought about it and said, "Cai Bi Mao owes me nineteen chapters for the last month!"

I also lost the news about him later—about the cat was indeed thrown to the street and died.

Now that the loyal writer Lu Ming mentioned him, my memories at that time suddenly came to life like lightning, as if I remembered the time when I yearned for the palace of writing devoutly.I replied: "He, how?"

he?
His situation is also very unsatisfactory... Lu Ming said, "He posted two comments in his space, asking where there is a part-time job! Sigh..."

I also became silent in my heart, and the loyal writer Lu Ming told me that I needed code words, and then I went offline.

One day it was a very cold afternoon. I had lunch and was sitting typing. Suddenly someone sent me a QQ message. When I opened it, I was very surprised and even a little excited.

It was Caibimao who sent the message.Although I knew it was Caibimao at the first sight, it was not the Caibimao I remembered.

"Long time no see Tiandou!"

I was very excited at this time, but I didn't know how to say it, so I just said:
"Ah, Brother Caibimao... It's been a long time since I've been in contact with you for a long time and I haven't heard anything from you!" I typed out a line of words urgently. ! "

"Hehe, the construction site is busy!" A line of words is full of bitterness!
Then I had a lot of words that I wanted to spit out like a bead: writing a book, complaining, complaining about being ugly, but I always felt like I was blocked by something.

After a while he sent another message.

"Okay, I'm in the bathroom and the foreman is out of sight. Are you still writing?"

I seem to have shivered; all the words can’t be said anymore, I just remember what he told me at the beginning, “Everyone has a river and lake in their hearts, and the rivers and lakes are places that need stories!”

"I'm still writing, I just don't lose my original intention, and I want to earn some money for subsidies!" I said realistically.

Not bad, come on!It's good to keep going!
Caibimao said.

I asked him how he was doing.He just shook his head.

Very difficult, the second child will also help, but there is always not enough to eat...!
Money is needed everywhere, milk powder is expensive...the harvest is bad.

It is also difficult to do work, there is no social security, etc...!
He probably just felt bitter, but he couldn't describe it. The reality deeply shackled him.

I suddenly remembered a sentence that the president of the famous company Nokia said in tears, "We did nothing wrong, but we just lost!"

The magnificent writing halls of those years have gradually moved away from me, but I don't feel much nostalgia.I just felt that there were invisible high walls all around me, separating me into a lonely place, which made me very depressed; at that time, my heart was high, and I stumbled and bumped like a cat.

I used to think that I could become a god with a single book, but after writing millions of words and never seeing a recommendation, my single-player career made me realize the reality. Now my so-called hope is not an idol I made by myself?It's just that the wish in the dream is close, but the wish in reality is far away.

Hope is indifferent to existence and non-existence.This is just like the roads on the earth; in fact, there are no roads on the earth, but when many people pass by, it becomes a road.

Until a few days ago, I came to the starting point again and opened the current novel "Longevity Family: Guangna Taoist Couple, Girls, Please Stay"

I have waded through the road before, even though it is full of thorns, but I still want to walk again!
This walk may take a lifetime!
Starlight does not ask passers-by, time pays off!
Quoted from the nameless person in Longkong, the words resonate and remain in the heart forever!
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Note: This book is usually updated in the early morning, and it will be updated after twelve o'clock. Tomorrow will be a day for chasing reading. I hope everyone will remember it tomorrow and help to click on the latest chapters.

Perhaps, it is just a few books for readers.

However, this is the author's lifelong painstaking effort.

(End of this chapter)