Brother Zhetian Yang

Chapter 92 Remarks on the launch

Chapter 92 Remarks on the launch
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I’m asking all my godfathers and godmothers for a first order!
The book is going to hit the shelves today and I feel a little lost.

With the encouragement of all my godfathers and godmothers, I have continued to write.

The first book had 560,000 words written, but it did not meet the contract standard, and there were only a few hundred copies in the collection.

The second book with 1.43 million words written, "I Become Li Changqing" reluctantly signed the contract, with four subscriptions on the first day and more than 3,000 collections.

The third book, "Covering the Sky from the Mortal Body" was signed, with 200 subscriptions on the first day and a collection of more than 12,000.

The book I am writing now was signed on December 12.5th. So far, there are only copies in the collection, and only one-third of the readers have followed.

I originally thought that practice makes perfect and I would write better and better, but it turns out that I was overconfident.

So far, I have written a total of more than four million words, but I still write based on instinct. I still know nothing about the so-called writing skills.

I also read a lot of writing materials, but the more I read, the more confused I felt.

As I get older, I feel that my memory is much worse than before.

When I was a teenager, my memory was probably at its peak. I could never forget anything, and I could clearly recall many things that happened on any given day a few years ago.

But now as I get older, my memory gets worse. Even what I ate yesterday, I have to think hard before I can remember it.

Since I first learned about Starting Point in 2004, I have plunged into the whirlpool of online novels and have been reading novels.

It wasn't until last year that I started to have a book shortage and couldn't find a novel that suited my liking, so I started trying to write.

As we get older and older, our memory is getting worse and worse. Many of the books and plots we have read are becoming more and more blurred in our minds, and we forget them after reading them.

In the Zhetian fanfic I wrote, sometimes I can’t remember many parts clearly. I need to read the original text, or I just made it up.

I have to admit that I made some random mistakes in some places.

I am a street writer, and my current level is just like imitating a cat or a tiger, and I can't even draw well, which makes me very distressed.

My biggest feeling is that I am a person without writing talent.

Before I started writing, I was an old bookworm. After reading books written by great masters, I always had the illusion that the routines and plots became more and more familiar to me, and that I could do it too.

Only when I changed from a reader to a writer did I realize how outrageous this illusion was.

I used to believe that hard work can make up for weakness, and success requires 99% of sweat.

After being severely beaten by society for so many years, I realized that hard work is nothing compared to talent. Without that one percent inspiration and talent, it is just like a string of zeros. If there is no one in front of it, no matter how many zeros there are. Still zero.

My cognitive positioning of myself is that of a street writer who has just started, barely meeting the contract standards, and can be signed or not.

In order to write the Zhetian fanfic well, I am reading the original text of Zhetian over and over again, and also looking at what other fans have written. When I go to bed at night, I will turn down the volume on my phone, and then let it keep reading the original text of Zhetian. There are also people who sleep with the sound of reading aloud, hoping that they will have a flash of inspiration and think of interesting situations while dreaming.

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night, and sometimes I do dream of some scenes in my dream, which makes the world fall apart, and then I wake up all of a sudden.

But my writing level is limited. Although I try hard to write well, what I write is still disappointing.

I have also read a lot of readers' comments, and it can be seen from these comments that each of the several books I wrote has poisonous points that make readers abandon the book one after another.

Whenever I see comments like this, I feel helpless and powerless, and I want to save them, but in the end I just sigh.

If the writing is good, readers will naturally stay and read. If the writing is not good, how can the readers be retained?

It has been more than 500 days since I first started trying to write on July 5 last year, and writing has become a habit.

Whenever I get up in the morning or before going to bed at night, I always want to write so many thousand words. If I don't write, it will be like I haven't eaten or drank today. It feels a bit strange.

Although my writing is very poor, I will still insist on writing, and I will still write more than a million words in this book.

I don’t expect to become a great author or to be able to become a god in one book, but I hope to be able to write what is in my heart and satisfy my desire to talk.

I am a very lonely person. In reality, I dare not look at others and am afraid to communicate with others. I shut myself up at home all day long and have become a mental illness among the people in the village.

Being timid and cowardly in reality makes me often imagine that I can have strong power. This is reflected in the book, that is, the protagonist desires to have strong power, but lives a cautious and even a bit wretched life.

The protagonist jumps repeatedly between being obscene and arrogant. This feeling of separation also appeared repeatedly along with my mental state of inferiority, loss and excitement.

I saw some writing materials that say that if you want to touch others with what you write, you must first touch yourself.

But when I was writing, I found that what I wrote could neither move me nor others. Instead, I made the protagonist look like me, a bit like a mental patient.

No wonder some people say that the characters in the author's works reflect the author's life experience, and if there is any, there are shadows in it.

Even though I write fantasy fan fiction, I still haven't gotten rid of this influence.

With my character and ability, it can be said that I don’t have any leadership qualities. If I were to be the leader, I would feel particularly confused.

For example, at work, if a leader assigns you a task, I will work hard to complete it.

But if I were asked to be a group leader and manage others, it would make me very, very uncomfortable, because I don’t want to dominate others, I just want to live my own life. I remember when I first started working, when I saw the executives of the management company, I always felt that they were like the lackeys of the landlord’s family. A picture came to my mind: Jigong broke the leg of the landlord’s housekeeper and gave him a leg. It's a dog-legged painting.

There was even a time when I felt that the managers were particularly bad and took pleasure in squeezing and sucking the blood of ordinary staff.

After about four or five years of working, I changed my mind and realized that this idea was wrong.

Human life itself is about competing with each other. If you want to climb up and get rid of your own class, if you don't eat others, others will eat you.

But after being beaten up by society for so many years, I still couldn't turn myself into a person who can eat people. Instead, I was reduced to the lowest level, with no car, no house, no wife, no children, no job, and became a joke among the people in the village.

There once was a relative who didn't study hard and when his parents scolded him, he plausibly said: "If you force me to go to school, wouldn't it be ruined if I become mentally ill like my uncle in the future?"

His parents were speechless after hearing this. I also felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this. Thinking about when he was a child, when I had just entered college, his parents came to my house to ask for books to use as pillows in order to be "literary", hoping that he would also be admitted to college in the future.

Hearing this, I felt very uncomfortable.

It is right to go to school and it is right to learn some knowledge.

Some people have the talent to go to school and get better and better, find their own path, and be able to find a good job, which is great.

My education got worse and worse. Not only did I not find a good job after graduation, but I became mentally ill while I was in school, thinking about how to die all day long.

Hang yourself, jump off a building, eat rat poison, eat paraquat, buy a barrel of gasoline and set yourself on fire, jump into a river or sea, get under a truck and be crushed to death, burn charcoal, make your own explosives, and think of all kinds of ways to die.

I always feel that this society is extremely dirty and corrupt, and life is not worth living. I always want to leave this dirty world.

I knew something was wrong with my mind!
I cannot change my poverty at all. I have no ability to make money, so I have become a useless person.

I hope that the children of my relatives and friends will not imitate me. I hope that they can compare themselves to those who have found their way out through learning, instead of stepping on me.

Look for those who are "good" people to learn from, don't learn from me. I have a problem with my thinking and mental state. Don't find reasons to not go to school because of me.

As people get older, they are particularly eager to have children of their own, and do not want to become what others call a destitute family.

Whenever I see the lively children in front of the school, I feel extremely envious.

If I had no mental problems, the children of those who took the college entrance examination in 2004 and graduated in 2008 would have started attending elementary school and junior high school, or even preparing to take the high school entrance examination.

Unfortunately, I have nothing.

Therefore, when I was writing, it reflected in the book that the protagonist would hurriedly find a woman to have children.

This book, Brother Zhetian Yang, actually reflects what I think in my heart. It would be great if I had a wife and a bunch of kids.

Many people said that when they read this book, they couldn't relate to it at all. This feeling is correct, because it was me who was representing myself.

People who have not experienced years of severe beatings from society and who still have nothing after many years cannot understand the loneliness and depression in their hearts, and the panic of becoming a destitute person.

I was born in 1986 and am a Tiger. I am about to turn four. The best years of my life have passed, leaving only countless regrets and sighs.

Life is full of regrets, and my life has become a tragedy.

When many people read what I write, they always have the feeling that waste is covering the sky, and waste is covering the sky. This feeling is correct, because when I write, I really think about what will happen to me if I enter that world. ?
Many people have also noticed that I don’t have much ability. Even after traveling through time, I am still a waste.

But I still want to write, and I want to express what is on my mind.

In reality, no one wants to hear me talk about my pain like Mrs. Xianglin.

They will only take pleasure in ridicule and ridicule, and after finishing speaking, they will leave a sentence, you are the one who burned the buns.

So I can only indulge in the virtual ocean. For example, I once registered a total of seven accounts at Qidian, but now only three are left.

Other apps basically have several accounts where you can vent your frustrations online and gain some sympathy and ridicule.

I wrote this acceptance speech not only to cry out about poverty, but also to tell readers why I wrote this and why I rushed to get the protagonist to marry and have children.

This may be a bad story, but I will try my best to write it down, and at least it will pass a million words.

It will be on the shelves today, and I shamelessly ask all readers for a first order.

I once tried to be a game anchor in Kuaishou and Douyin, and I tried to be an agricultural and rural anchor. I tried for several years, but I didn't make a name for myself. I only had a few hundred fans in total.

Later, I saw some people live-streaming begging and making some money. I imitated it and thought about live-streaming begging. However, I was severely punished. Those who live-streamed begging had their accounts banned, and I became one of the unlucky ones.

There are only a few hundred fans, and I only begged for a few hundred dollars in total before my account was banned.

The newly registered accounts posted hundreds of rural jokes. One account only had more than 200 fans, and the other only had more than 100 fans. I found that people like me couldn't play live broadcasts. There seems to be no threshold for live streaming, but in fact the threshold is quite high.

Today I will show off my begging dignity and ask all my godfathers and godmothers for an initial subscription.

"Dear moms and dads, look at me, am I your big baby? I'm hungry, I'm so hungry. Give me a lollipop, give me a first order..."

Please make your first order from all parents!
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