The great man will live forever

Chapter 81 Please make an initial order! (Readers, love me again)
It will be on the shelves this Friday, that is, tomorrow.

First of all, thank you for your support over the past month. It has been more than a month since Chapter 7 was released on July 7, and it is finally going to be launched to make money.

It has been so many days without a single update, even if I have a cold and worked overtime, it is not easy.

It will be on the shelves soon, and the results are a bit poor, but looking back, my first few chapters were indeed a bit verbose, a bit like writing an argumentative essay. I slowly corrected them later, and the same was true for the previous book.

The last book, the first order was 294, and a month later, the average order reached 1098. It’s a pity that I criticized the readers and got another recommendation. Then I don’t know who burned the bridge, so I made a report and was blocked. It took more than 4 months to write, 50 Thousands of words...

Although my writing is mediocre, I still get more than 5000 monthly royalties. Being blocked like this makes me very depressed and speechless. Now I don’t even dare to criticize readers. You are God and the parents of food and clothing. You are always right. , you are the most handsome, the most beautiful boys, you are all rich and handsome, invincible and super handsome in the universe, you all drive sports cars and live in big villas...

This book currently has a collection of 5483, and the first order is estimated to be 300 to 400.
Huo Qubing is my favorite person. I could only look up to him before, but writing novels makes me feel as if I am close to him.

When I look back at myself, I realize that I have traveled very hard over the years and may have taken the wrong path in some cases.

In fact, there is no such thing as right or wrong. As long as it does not violate the law, it is everyone's choice what to do.

I really like writing novels, otherwise I wouldn’t have written this one, and I would have finished it long ago.

Sometimes I burst into tears while reading other people’s novels, and I also burst into tears when writing my own.

Persistence makes sense!Don't lie to you guys.

So, no matter how hard and dark your life is now, even if you want to commit suicide, please persevere. Think about it, if you are not even afraid of death, what else can defeat you?
I couldn't sign a contract at first, and then gradually I was able to sign a contract. I wrote every night until one or two in the morning, but I didn't get a penny.

After three or four months of hard work, the result is still the same.

That kind of darkness and despair is still unforgettable. I have thought about giving up many times. Why did I choose this path? Why should I write a novel? Why don’t I use this time to do other things?

I didn’t even touch a computer for a few months, but I still want to write down every time I think about it. I’m not the kind of person without talent, I can only rely on hard work, and sometimes my hard work is in the wrong direction, and I slowly adjust it. .

I see comments everywhere criticizing me, and occasionally a word or two of encouragement, which makes me very happy...

Later, I could earn one or two hundred a month, and then several thousand. At the most, I earned more than 7000 a month, but it was very tiring.

So I wanted to relax, so I chose stock trading, and the result...

The result is self-evident, it starts to give you sweetness, then comes the abyss, hell, there are 18 levels below hell, and there are endless hells below 18 levels...

It's really dark, bottomless black. I feel like I'm almost ruined and desperate. I even wanted to give up at one point. I doubt myself, my life, and whether I'm taking the right path?
I cried bitterly in the middle of the night with no one to tell me, my tears wet the pillow, my hair became more and more gray, and my hairline became higher and higher...

But every time I want to give up, it reminds me of the days when I wrote novels that no one cared about or read. That was also a deep despair.

Fortunately, I persevered. I’m not trying to convince you that hard work is important, but if you don’t work hard, nothing will happen.

Later, I thought about it firmly and decided to keep going, adjust my mentality, move forward, and move forward bravely regardless of anything.

People come into this world with nothing from the very beginning. In fact, when I think about myself, if I had to choose again in this life, I would probably not want to come to this world again.

When I left, I had nothing. I thought clearly, nothing matters, fame, money, status or anything else. What matters is doing what I like to do and being with the people I like.

Of course, doing this requires money. Survive first, then talk about ideals. I am not a robot. I just need to recharge my batteries. I need to eat.

Suddenly it occurred to me that electricity bills also cost money. It seems that nothing can escape money. If you read my novel, don’t you also need money later?

It’s just up to you whether it’s worth it or not. It’s really not expensive. If you read two chapters, it costs about a dime a day. I have to write for more than three hours and it costs a dime for three hours. How cheap.

I just like writing novels, so no matter how much money I make, whether I have money or not, I will still write without hesitation. No matter who reads it, or I get scolded, I just like it, I just want to write, and I may take a break in the middle. , but never stops.

As for trading, although the stock market makes me very painful, now that I have chosen, let’s go on. The pain allows me to clearly experience human nature, greed, fear, paranoia, arrogance, rashness, negativity, conceit, fantasy, jealousy, and depravity. , selfish, impulsive, eager for quick success...

After thinking about it, the worst case scenario would be to lose all the money I spent writing the novel and working on it, and start all over again!
I'm not afraid of starting over.

Dear handsome and rich readers, please give me a first order. If the first order can exceed 500, I will update three or even four times a day and stay up late to write. Others’ first orders are in the thousands or tens of thousands, but I only have a few hundred, which is enough. Street.

May everything you ask for come true, everything you hope for can be expected, and all good things will meet in the end!
Come on, I wish all book friends can do what they like, be with the people they like, and live their lives according to their own ideas.

Finally, I knelt down to ask for a first order.

(End of this chapter)