Two-dimensional Guide to Becoming a God

Chapter 93 Chapter 94.5 The Author's Testimonials on the Shelf (External Biography)
"Editor-in-charge, I am the author of "Two-dimensional Guide to Becoming a God". My novel has reached 20W words, so I would like to ask, can I apply for it?" It was an afternoon as usual.I, who was eating junk food at the company, typed this sentence on the keyboard while uploading today's novel.

I am a very irresponsible author, and I am also a young employee of a private company.The reason why I call myself a small new employee is because I have only been here for less than three months.The latter is not too much necessary to introduce in detail to everyone, let’s talk about why I am a very irresponsible author!

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I remember that it was a Saturday that made me quite nervous, because I will step into the society and start working from next Monday.It’s not the same as the interview. I don’t know what is waiting for me in the job position, and I don’t know what kind of people the seniors who work with me are like… In short, I am so entangled that I don’t sleep at all. thoughts.

Fidgeting, I looked at the game on the computer, but shook my head again.That kind of thing is too easy to waste time, now I don't want time to pass quickly, I want time to slow down, slow down!
Ever since, I tried to write such a sentence on the word document, "Memories, my youth that will eventually pass away".

Such a proposition seems to be a little secondary, and a little girlish, but what does it matter?No one else could see it anyway.Thinking of me like this, I began to tap the keyboard recklessly.

"Some time ago, I accidentally saw the news on the Internet that the original author of "School of the Dead" Daisuke Sato died of ischemic cardiomyopathy on March 3. I suddenly felt that the passage of time was so unexpected.

I started to get in touch with anime when I was babbling, and as I grew up, those memories that I used to miss have long been forgotten by me, and I can’t even remember their names.

While being amazed, I began to look for these memories..."

This unscrupulous feeling of speaking from the heart is like writing a diary, it is very smooth, there is no need to worry about anything at all!So I wrote more vigorously, thinking about what I had once owned, so I wrote all of them into the document by tapping.It wasn't until about two hours had elapsed that I stopped typing.

Glancing at the time, it was late at night, made a cup of coffee for myself, clicked on the music software, and then read what I wrote.

"Hahaha, it's all typos. It seems that this university is for nothing!" I laughed foolishly at my writing, and took a small sip of my coffee.It was a little hot, so I put it back on the table again.

"Why do I feel that my youth is all Two-dimensional? I feel that there is no male protagonist setting at all! However, the feeling of writing something is pretty good..." I don't know how long I watched it, but I only know that my side While complaining, he finished reading the random writing.By the time I picked up the coffee again, it was completely cold.

(What's the situation? Suddenly, I feel that when I say this kind of thing, my vocabulary is very sufficient. I feel that if I write at this speed, it will probably be endless, so I'd better fast forward!)
I don't know if it's because of the coffee, or because I'm really happy to write, so that after I finish writing, I have already thrown away the troubles about the upcoming work.So, I started to revise and revise, sort out what I just wrote, and write it more like a prologue.

It was just a prologue of about 3000 words, but it was such a little thing that I wrote until the sky dawned.While I was surprised, I suddenly felt my stomach growling, but I didn't want to go out to eat, and I didn't want to sleep. I just wanted to continue writing...

I began to fantasize about a story, a very popular and common time-travel story.The main character is myself, and everything started from this moment, from the moment I stayed up all night until now, I want to write it into a book!

So there was such a character——Yang Han.

The origin of this character is very simple, because I really like the hero of a novel, Xiao Yan.On the contrary, he took a random surname and wrote Han.Immediately after that, all the messy stories unfolded, writing whatever came to mind, writing whatever came to mind, seeing the Rubik's Cube on the table, and began to assume that it was a magic box, a magic box with a goddess sealed inside...

I don't know how casual I am, anyway, by 11:[-] noon, I had already written four chapters.Because he was too hungry and sleepy, he finally stopped typing on the keyboard, and then ate something to catch up on sleep.

It was already afternoon when I woke up, but since I was a homebody, there was no need to go out at all, so I lazily turned on the computer and prepared to find something to do.Looking at the document on the desktop to open and read, I found that what I wrote yesterday was really rotten, even a bit funny. I don't know if it was obsessive-compulsive disorder or what, so I started to revise it again.

In short, this feeling is very cool, typing on the keyboard unscrupulously, everything is not for a certain purpose, so I am very happy and happy.I didn't leave the computer until it was time for dinner again.

When we arrived at the dining table, my mother asked me while eating: "Why do you want to learn something all of a sudden?" She also had a reason for asking this, because when I had nothing to do during the summer vacation of college last summer, I tapped computer for a while.

At that time, I was writing a novel, because I read a novel written by someone else, but felt that it was not enjoyable enough, so I wrote it myself.However, in the end, I found that my writing was even worse, so bad that the plot didn't make sense, it was full of typos and low-level mistakes, so I stopped the car before it was put on the shelves, and it was unfinished.

This sentence from my mother gave me inspiration, so I ate a few bites casually, went back to the room, and started to read the bad book I had written that could hardly be called a novel.I was surprised to find that the things I wrote casually and stayed up late at night were more interesting than the ones I wrote seriously before.

Regardless of Sanqi 21, in short, it is written, in short, the idea is here, upload it over there!As for the result, we will know in a few days.

Ever since, this has become a new beginning for an author who is so casual that he can no longer be casual...

After joining the job, I was very tired. Since my family lives in the suburbs, I have to take the bus for more than two hours to go to work every day.The work from 9 to 6 is a bit tiring, and the delay on the bus is a bit long, so that my life has become 6 to 9...

Yet I persisted in writing novels.

Every night after eating and taking a shower, I would write novels.In the past, this period of time was wasted playing games, but now I have things to do, so I put those things aside. There is no krypton gold for three months!

Write and write and write, day by day, I feel that this kind of life seems to be very good!Thinking of me like this, I spend every day leisurely.I worked hard outside, and I used occasional vacations to write and make up stories. As time progressed a little bit, I made the cover for the novel. I wrote a total of 10 words, and I signed the contract...

To this day, I asked my editor in charge about the listing...

With a notification sound, the editor-in-chief's head flashed in the lower right corner of me.There are only two words after opening, and a very simple reply: "ok".My editor-in-charge always gives me a very capable and neat feeling, and I get the simplest answer quickly after I finish talking about anything.So I didn't care about it, I just thought that the other party knew about it, and there would be news of it being put on the shelves after a while.

However, it turns out that what I thought was too simple...

As usual, I leaned leisurely on the bus, because it was rush hour at this time and there were no seats, but I didn't care.I took out my phone to check out a few good new episodes this month, but before I opened station b, I saw a new message from QQ popping up on the screen of my phone.

Since it was sent by the editor in charge, I immediately opened it and read it, but I found this kind of information...

"The shelves have been opened, and there may be a little delay, but it will definitely be fine today..." It was such a shocking news at the beginning, that my expression turned into a black question mark face just after reading it.

What's the situation?The work efficiency is also too fast, the application speed of the second listing, my editor in charge is simply super godly rhythm!
"...That's basically it, just ask me if you don't understand anything." After reading the last sentence, I was already fidgeting, because I didn't save the manuscript at all!Speaking of the fact that the application was put on the shelves today, it was too sudden, so suddenly that I wanted to kneel down to the editor in charge and beg him to take back my application from yesterday.

There is no time for me to go home, eat, take a bath, code words and sleep as usual. As soon as I got home, I started to write a message in the comment area of ​​my book to remind everyone of the news of the shelf. As for the typed out words are not many but there are many typos...

No matter what, putting it on the shelves is a big event, at least for me it is the biggest event in the past three months!I started to open the Word document and prepared to write something, but suddenly found that the Cavan phenomenon that I had never seen before appeared just now...

This was the straw that broke the camel's back!But what to do?I am an author, an author who has readers watching my book, I can't stop here, I need to write something, and I need to write something that can be put on the shelf with quality and quantity.

So there is such a nonsense article, I don’t know if anyone will read it, in short, I think it is very badly written, because now I have nothing but to be able to say it sincerely.

My book now has 3.45 hits, 3921 recommended votes, and 2985 favorites... This should be considered a very poor result. At least in my opinion, an average of one or two hundred subscriptions is already very good.

But I dare not expect too much, because I also know that I am too slow to update. Countless times, readers have asked me to add more and more in the comment area or at the end of novel chapters, at least to reach the same level as others, twice a day, However, I want to bow my head and apologize to everyone, I'm sorry, I really don't have that ability...

I basically keep close to three hours for writing a chapter.The period is divided into ten minutes of thinking about things, and then I start to adjust the language to code [-] words, which takes about two hours, and finally I need to check it again, and I am done when I feel that there is no problem with the modification.I know it's slow, but when I wrote the composition for the college entrance examination, I didn't write it all at the end of the exam. I'm really sorry. My typing speed is not very fast. I'm really sorry (I suddenly thought of Siegfried, laugh ).

I wrote a lot of things eloquently, in short, there is only one meaning I want to express!That is, I want to solemnly tell everyone that our "Two-dimensional Guide to Becoming a God" will be on the shelves, and I also want to tell everyone that I am a writer who updates every day, so I am really sorry.

Finally, write the update reminder, tomorrow will be three more, and offer blessings for the beautiful launch.No matter how effective, what the average subscription is, the novel will try to write.It will only be divided into long writing and short writing, and will not consider choosing eunuchs to enter the palace directly because of the small number of subscriptions.

Yes, I haven't made any preparations to put it on the shelves, but I am confident that the next three changes will still be written at a normal level, whether it is cultivating immortals or staying up late, I will do what I say! (By the way, I wrote nearly [-] words in my testimonial on the shelves, and it has reached this time, and I have convinced myself.)
In the end, it is still the old practice. I wish you a happy reading!

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Yakumo Zi: Ouch, are you going to stay up all night, little brat?By the way, when will you write stories about the East?
Author: Dongfang...knows how to write!I still remember the revenge of the prologue!

Yakumo Zi: Tsk, originally I lent Izayoi’s pocket watch, and I was going to lend it to you, but it seems that there is no need for that in the current world...

Author: Really?You are so kind to me, Zi Ma, I blamed you by mistake, Zi Ma, you are my real mother, give it to me quickly!

On Yakumozi's forehead, for some reason, a huge red sign appeared, but there was a warm smile on her face...

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The time moved to 1:45 in the morning, and I woke up again at this time, feeling pain everywhere.

"What's wrong with that crazy woman? I don't seem to have offended her at all. Why did she beat me up out of nowhere?" I said to myself.

Never mind, go to code...

(to be continued)

　Thank you for the 100 rewards for what's wrong with the dog!thanks.Jun Liu, the author of Late Night Cultivation

　　
　
(End of this chapter)