Live Wilderness Adventure

I'm a mule, and I have to get a whip and give a turnip to know that I'm pulling on my hoof.

After thinking about it, I didn't feel right. I was lashed and I still didn't want to move, so I analyzed it in depth to understand.

Inertia and greed are probably the two demons carved in my genes.

Can I write a book well?

Since when did this problem bother me?

I turned over the date, it was July 10th last year.

Not when the first chapter of the first book was published, but when the first manuscript was submitted.

Blu-ray giant audited.

Never happened.

It's so uncomfortable, I was knocked out most of the time full of enthusiasm, it doesn't matter, I continue to change.

Still never.

Change again.

Still never.

The problem has arisen, and this is the first time it has appeared.

Can I write a book well?

He seems to have no talent.

I submitted the revised manuscript within three times, and finally passed the fourth time. The first book is still in my bookshelf. The grades are very miserable. I booked single digits and fell into a fool.

The reason is very simple, it is not good-looking, I will not watch the second time.

So it was written on the eve of half a million, and the keyboard was thrown away.

pointless.

After I finished writing the first book, I gave up my dream for a short time, but once the flame of creation was ignited, it was difficult to completely extinguish. There will always be some sparks buried under the pot fire, just waiting for a rectification wind, ushering in the next. A chance to rekindle.

So Zhihuang appeared.

Also cast Blu-ray giant.

Frankly speaking, I just followed the trend and wrote about the theme of Wilderness Live Broadcast. I don’t know who brought it up, but I have to think about it, and I don’t have this brain.

I even wrote the outline on the inner cast. I couldn't read it, so I wrote it myself.

Then...

He knew everything, and was killed again.

But here is a turning point, I met a different editor.

YY.

Of course, in fact, the first time the Y giant was voted was also killed.

The only difference is that Y always gave me a few words of advice, which made me feel like a treasure, as if I could vote as long as I changed it.

But when I told this matter to a senior book writer, he asked me, why not just add QQ and ask?

Can I add QQ to my submission?

I kept asking.

It turns out that it can.

Revised and killed.

Revised and killed.

Revise the draft, show it to others first, then revise it, and kill it.

Revised, passed.

Mr. Y asked: Do you want to sign a buyout? Forty thousand words.

Do you know this feeling?

The last book was booked in single digits, and the second book was signed to buy out forty thousand words. What are your thoughts?

Pies fell in the sky, do you know?

Sign up! Test the water.

Fairly satisfactory, barely able to advance.

Go on, snap, stop pushing.

? ? ?

Mr. Y: It's okay, don't panic, who made you a buyout signed by me, I will give you a chance to come back, and I will give you a few more pushes.

Me: Oh, I'm so touched, I wrote a few single chapters and complaints, hoping to move readers to follow up.

So, I was dragged three times and finally put on the shelf.

Can I write a novel well?

The first order was seventeen thousand and the same problem reappeared.

After posting so many recommendations, getting so much traffic, and getting this transcript, is it really the reason why I can write it well?

In essence, I am a cowardly and uninspired person.

Inertia and greed are probably the two demons carved in my genes.

When I wrote a copy of the ruins of the city, I started to panic, and there was nothing to write about.

Satisfying the thirst for knowledge is a major feature of Wilderness Novels, but with four or five copies in a row, many knowledge points have already been explained, and it is extremely difficult to achieve this effect again.

How can that be?

I haven't raised the price yet, and I want to make a lot of money. I have not yet increased the price to get it. It happened that there was no recommendation at that time, the reading went crazy, the writing encountered a bottleneck, the copy was changed blindly, the readers were dissatisfied with the publication, and the editor no longer reviewed the manuscript. , Two changes a day, less than three thousand new additions, nearly four hundred were ordered.

The status quo of bargaining for price increase and price reduction was tormenting me crazily. The original fatal problem broke out completely, growing entanglement from my weak bones, and finally bound me to death.

I began to fear difficulties, and there was no solution, so I could only avoid the problems.

So the update becomes what you see today.

What I haven't told you is that my academic performance is not good. After playing for a year in my freshman year, I ended up playing with myself. It is extremely difficult to learn, and being able to live is the biggest pursuit.

So you can often see that when you take an exam, it is almost inevitable to drop the connection.

That happens to be an excuse to postpone the update.

I have no opinion in my bones.

If the system’s forced release of tasks is not good, then free exploration. Some people say that free exploration loses its flavor and immediately patch the number of times.

People who leave will never come back.

I have neither the ability nor the self-confidence to distinguish between good and bad suggestions from readers, and my experience also fails to establish sufficient judgment and self-confidence.

Readers have come and gone a lot, and now I can no longer see the familiar ID to post comments, but I remember every name very clearly in the beginning.

The readers of the book friend group come and go, UU reading www.uukanshu. com, I tried to add QQ inquiry, and the result was all but the sea without exception.

The ruin copy ended hastily, and there was still no clear idea of ​​the future in his mind, only a dim direction.

The next dungeon is to climb Mount Everest without oxygen, and then it is required to enter the rainforest of the Iron Age and walk through the grassland. Then another dungeon is related to dolphins. This is the direction of the dungeon, and I haven't thought about it afterwards.

I told you about the contract last time, and I raised the price. Everyone helped me again. Some people in the book friend group even opened a small subscription account, and barely rushed to a position where they did not belong. Four thousand-kyun (although it was dropping again), and now the result came out.

The editor-in-chief disagreed, and either remained unchanged or transferred to share.

I almost exploded as I lacked a sense of security.

Doubts about my abilities almost grew from my bones into a towering tree.

I even produced it, or just like that, just write it down forty thousand words, it's not too bad anyway...

The only problem is that Niubi has already been blown out, and I even promised that my classmates would treat me if they succeeded in raising prices...

I am not reconciled, not reconciled to hold on like this.

In the end, I decided to step out of the comfort zone and continue to write down in a divided manner.

I don't know if you can like what I will write next. I just hope that when you recognize a certain copy and feel disappointed in the book, you can remember this pseudonym.

Crustacean ants.

I hope that next time I see the works of crustaceans, I will remember that this author once brought you a pleasant adventure experience, and I can click in again to take a look.

PS: Lao Tzu, the takeaway was stolen today and I almost starved to death in the dormitory. Don't let me catch the guy stealing the takeaway.

Having said it all, it feels a lot easier at once, and Mount Everest is a new beginning!

thanks for your support!