I Have a Diary

"The scene just now proves that those who returned from [the underworld] to [the world of Yang] did not cut off the connection with the gods, so no one knows what will happen in the future."

"We don't need to cherish and feel sad for the past. I believe that Si Ming's belief will not be broken, whether you or I can stay in this world in the future."

Chu Jiang touched her head, "In short, you can figure it out."

Next, the two returned to the Jing's residence.

Chu Jiang didn't leave in a hurry, and stayed for one night before talking about it.

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At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Jing Ruoxue was lying on her bed, tossing and turning, and she couldn't sleep.

This is her old room. She hasn't come back for a long time. It should be easy to fall asleep.

What is he doing at this moment?Are you dreaming?Do you dream of a sacrifice scene?

While thinking about it, Jing Ruoxue suddenly heard a slight knock on the door, she was a little surprised, who would it be at this time?

After subconsciously sensing it, Jing Ruoxue immediately swiped and sat up!She was a little flustered, why did she come here at this time.

"Please, please come in."

Chu Jiang, who was wearing pajamas, opened the door and entered, and brought a pillow, which made Jing Ruoxue panic even more, "You, what are you doing?"

"Can't sleep, can I come and sleep with you?" a shameless man asked in a calm tone.

"This, this..." Jing Ruoxue's face turned red again, and she rationally told her that it would be better to refuse, after all, this lonely man and woman lived in the middle of the night; but emotionally, she didn't want to put Chu Jiang down. push away.

In the end, Jing Ruoxue could only comfort herself, Chu Jiang is a gentleman, he should really just be unable to sleep, and won't do anything to himself.

Thinking of this, Jing Ruoxue nodded slightly and agreed with a mosquito-like voice.

Seeing this, Chu Jiang closed the door politely and stepped forward.

After he put down the pillow and lay on the bed, Jing Ruoxue laid down carefully with her back to Chu Jiang.

The two of them were speechless at first, and after a few seconds, Chu Jiang hugged Jing Ruoxue's shoulders and asked her to turn around and face him.

Jing Ruoxue became even more nervous, she lowered her head, not daring to look directly into Chu Jiang's eyes.

"I have a question, if I ask you to go to bed, will you refuse?"

Hearing Chu Jiang's words, Jing Ruoxue was stunned for a moment, then she raised her head and asked, "What do you mean by rolling the sheets?"

So Chu Jiang attached to her ear and explained it. After Jing Ruoxue heard it, her face was so red that she almost felt hot on her head.

At this moment, she had 1 legitimate reasons to refuse, but in the end, she chose to nod silently.

This reaction is almost exactly the same as Chu Jiang's previous speculation...

"Does it mean that you will refuse?" Although he understood what the other party meant, Chu Jiang still asked sarcastically.

Jing Ruoxue shook her head again and again.

This made Chu Jiang want to laugh, and felt that he was a complete scumbag.

So it is said that desire harms people, how good it is when he is seriously influenced by ghosts, all women are just symbols in his eyes; now, for some reason, he can't help but come up with some ideas.

Chu Jiang decided that he couldn't make such a mess in the future, and after returning home, he would confess to Chen Ke'er.

He also told Chen Keer about rolling the sheets with Belfast before...

Seeing that Chu Jiang didn't speak anymore and didn't know what he was thinking, Jing Ruoxue was a little worried for a while, the other party was just joking.

After thinking and thinking about it, Jing Ruoxue wanted to say it was like this; but she remembered the outstanding women surrounded by Chu Jiang... She gritted her teeth, but she mustered up her courage and awkwardly kissed Chu Jiang's lips.

She wanted to give birth to a child for Chu Jiang... He said he wanted to ask her for help.

Chu Jiang was a little surprised. He hugged the beauty in his arms, tasted her deliciousness gently, and guided her step by step, making her gradually reach the peak of happiness.

It's been a long time since Chu Zong and Chu Mei reunited.

PS: This article has 4743 words, which slightly supplements the plot of Jing Ruoxue.

Then I felt that the other episodes seemed to have nothing to write about, mainly because Chu Jiang was too strong, and writing about supernatural events would just directly crush them, and there was nothing to see.

At present, I can only think of writing a short story from the perspective of Chu Jiang's children, explaining the future of this world: ghosts still exist, ghost masters will not disappear, that is a new order.

Not necessarily this part tomorrow, let me think about it...

Finish this testimonial

The end of the testimonial was originally intended to be written after all the extras, but now the testimonial has been written first, so let's send the testimonial first.

First post two screenshots, the first one is the subscription image I took when I put it on the shelves, and the second one I just took.

It can be clearly seen that this number of subscriptions is "from one to the end".

I won't say too much about other things. Anyway, it's just a pounce, and it pounces badly.

Of course, I'm still following through on the promises I made when it hit the shelves, and I've finished writing this book.And the main lines that should be explained have been explained, such as the biggest secret of the protagonist, the truth of the spiritual recovery, how to end...

Then back to the book itself, my original intention was to write a supernatural thriller novel, but I still didn’t have enough writing skills. To write this genre really needs some talent and related brain holes, not just writing.

In the end, the supernatural novel was written by me as urban supernatural power, which is not scary enough in short.

Then analyze other problems, I think the plot problem at the beginning of this book is relatively large and not attractive enough.

The beginning of an online novel is too important, and the beginning is not good enough. Even if there is something worth watching behind you, it will shut out most readers.

But the version you see now is the version that I have revised several times under the editor's opinion, and I have revised it twice after publishing the book.

If you change it again, you can only delete all the beginning plots and start all over again.

But this beginning echoes the pre-determined ending of my outline, which is the part you saw earlier, the story about slender ghosts.

The incident at the beginning is also the core incident. It runs through the whole text. I deleted the whole plot, which is almost equivalent to changing the outline. In the end, I still didn’t do it.

In fact, from a utilitarian point of view, when I see this result on the shelves, I should cut off this book decisively, because I know where the problem is, I should stop the loss in time, and don't waste time.

The final result of writing is also similar to what I expected.

But I still didn't do it, mainly because I said in the testimonials that I wanted to write about the supernatural a long time ago, and this book is also my attempt.

On the other hand, most of the books I have written on Booker have a beginning and an end, and I don't want to cut them off in this one.You eunuch once, what you have held on to for so long before is completely meaningless to the reader.

And this book did pour in some of my fantasies and thoughts, and writing it here is considered to have written everything I wanted to write, even if it wasn't perfect.

......

Now let’s talk about my own problems. Since the last book got quite good results, I once mistakenly thought that I knew how to write novels, but it turned out that I still didn’t understand.

The last book was popular, but this book is still rushing. This is because the core essence of the online text is not captured.

There is another reason, which I think cannot be ignored. So far, I have serialized 771 million-word novels on the Shuke website, spanning a period of six years.

For the past six years, I have been busy updating most of the day, with very little spare time to recharge my brain.

This has led to my thoughts, my ideas, which have begun to become sterile.

In fact, after the end of the last book, I realized this problem. At that time, I deliberately spent three months to rest and recharge, but the result was not enough.

Now the novel "The Strange Diary" has given me a head-scratcher.

I am now faced with a situation where I am both on the street and overwhelmed.

So I decided that I won't be writing any more books any time soon.

I'm going to give myself a long vacation, I'm going to watch anime, novels, movies, and I'm also trying to actively change careers.

Writing novels is really difficult. Sitting in front of the computer every day has various occupational diseases, the most obvious being the waist problem, and I often have to stay up late.

And because I have to be in a very quiet environment to write things, it is more troublesome at home, it is impossible to always be quiet, and my family always needs to accommodate me.

Not to mention that during the six years I was writing the book, I stayed at home most of the time and rarely went out. My family thought I was too withdrawn. My parents urged me to get married every day, fearing that I would be a bachelor for the rest of my life...

All in all, I'm going to start taking a break.

I don't know if I will write books in the future. If I can't make money in other industries, I may come back.

However, there is a premise. I must charge the battery before I can come back. This time I need to be patient.

Next time either fall or take off.

If you write a book again, and if you are still on the street like you are now, then you might as well never write it. It has been six years. How many six years are there in your life?

Finally, thank you to the readers who have supported me along the way, and thank you for reading my book...  

Fanwai New World 1

The time is 16 years after the implementation of the door opening plan.

In the Luxiu Community of Luoxi City, at seven o'clock in the morning, a teenager was carrying a one-shoulder schoolbag, putting on shoes at the door, and preparing to go out.

His name is Chu Tianya, he is 16 years old today, and he just entered the first year of high school, studying in Luoxi No. [-] Middle School.

As for Chu Tianya's family background... Does he think he is above the middle class?

Anyway, his mother is so lazy to do it, and she is held by the celebrities in her circle like a lot of flowers; either traveling with his father, or chasing those idol dramas to tears.

Mom also often has some whimsical ideas, such as returning to the school age, staged an ugly duckling encountering the school grass, knowing each other because of misunderstanding, and then talking about a sweet love story.

The most outrageous thing is that her father really took her to go through the admission procedures... Of course, the school grass must be her father.

Since my mother slept until she woke up naturally every morning, Chu Tianya made breakfast by herself; usually it was fried eggs and bread, but sometimes she was too lazy to make them, so she bought two buns on the way to school.

As for Chu Tianya's father, he didn't know how to describe this man.

Dad looks like he has a serious job, and he also has a multinational company on the top floor of the tallest building in the next city.

But Chu Tianya always felt that his father might still be the boss of the underworld, and even the people of the White Dao would give him some face...

For example, Chu Tianya had seen with his own eyes when he was young, several people with gloomy temperament and pale faces, like people who had taken drugs and came to their father for help.

At that time, it was Dad who took him for a walk outside. As a result, these few people, who knew that they were not easy to mess with at first glance, actually knelt in front of Dad when they arrived, crying bitterly and begging him for help, hoping that he would come forward and say something.