The Collapse of Adults Is Really only a Moment Sometimes.

First of all, I would like to apologize to everyone for posting this chapter late today.

But there is no need for everyone to scold the punishment, because the author has already received it.

Full attendance is gone.

A few days ago, a young soldier came back—the kind who retired on September 1st. As a friend, I went out to meet and have a meal, because I haven’t seen each other for a long time, and everyone had a good time together. As a result, I used up the leave slip I had planned to leave to go home on the Mid-Autumn Festival.

As a result, the mid-autumn festival was approaching, and the company started to get busy, and something went wrong, which made me sometimes have to go to data in the middle of the night-but fortunately, thanks to this reason, I had a reason to be upright during the day Missed.

But still busy, very busy.

I was so busy last night that I didn’t close my eyes very much. After sleeping for four hours during the day, I had to get up and continue. Then this afternoon, after getting off work, I suppressed my sleepiness and held back for a long time. It took me four hours to finish typing.

It's not that the author is so conscientious, after all, he just doesn't want to lose his full time.

The industry the author works in is the Internet, and the Internet industry has no heart.

Compared with those top programmers who earn tens of thousands a month, the author actually only earns about 8,000 yuan a month. His life is not considered rich, and he also bears nearly five dollars a month. Thousands of mortgages.

This book hit the street hard, but the manuscript fee plus full attendance was more than 2,000 yuan, and full attendance was 1,000 yuan.

Yes, full attendance accounted for half.

If you are a classmate who came all the way, you may know that the author was quite optimistic in the past, and even said it was a matter of course to generate electricity for love, and even ran a few pirated readers, as if I didn't care.

But frankly speaking, I really feel that I can earn a few cents by doing this, but the reality is that sometimes it really makes people... very uncomfortable.

Waking up with a vague call, after making the call, I checked the time at 12:16, opened QQ, the daily book friend group is open, and planned to post a few emoticons and pictures, but when I opened it, I saw that the author was not there yet. After fully listening to this sentence, the hand stopped there at that time.

Pulling out the sword and looking around in a daze, the hand pressing the nine keys suddenly couldn't type.

What does it mean to have a blank mind? I don't know how to do this question!

At that moment, the sense of despair and grievance surged up in my heart.

I'm a little overwhelmed, a little bit like crying, I was sleepy before, and I barely finished writing these 4,000 words.

Going to bed at nine and getting up at twelve, is three hours the whole of my life?

Oh, I have to write code words, otherwise the book of a certain cat guest can't be updated today.

I numbly opened the editor QQ, just want to send a sentence to complete the application.

Would I still be as happy as before if I had finished the application sooner?

Yes, I admit that my previous sideline coding was because I took it as a hobby, but at that time coding was really happy.

But now, I can't take care of energy, every time I see scolding comments and readers who talk about water, I am also very anxious, and I have no way to object-the writing collapsed in the later stage, and I am indeed the last few days In Calvin, I have been stuck for nearly a month!

It may be self-indulgence when others write novels and collapse, but I can't even do self-indulgence.

I wrote poorly and I lost the fun.

...

The title at the beginning of this paragraph is actually an apology plus a concluding speech.

But when typing these words above, I began to calm down gradually.

The collapse happened in an instant, but the reality cannot be changed. You need to bear this collapse and move on. This is the helplessness of life.

The readers of this book are actually relatively young. I don’t know if anyone can understand this kind of emotion, that is, you obviously lose your reason and want to drop your mobile phone, but because the mobile phone is also a big expense, you can’t afford it. Subconsciously rationalized.

It's okay to crash, but the cost of crashing... I can't afford it.

Alright, the above are all my personal network suppression cloud time——

I am also very clear that whether it is poor grades, or I forgot to post after I finished writing, it is actually my own problem.

Therefore, the only one who can hate is actually myself, and I can only feel ashamed and sorry for you...

I say this not to make excuses for myself. I know that everything is my fault, but I still feel unspeakable sadness for this, even if it is disappointment to myself.

Sorry, very sorry.

I really want to write novels full-time. No matter how happy I am in the group, I say that I can play games at work. I am the management of the company. Is it the face of the capital and the boss?

If writing novels can support themselves, who would want to try to figure out the face of the boss every day and be angry in the company.

...

My friend comforted me a bit, saying that it was really not possible, so I just rested for a few days.

National Day accompanied her to Hangzhou to see Hanser's concert.

I rolled my eyes and said that I am not a second dimension.

She smiled and said on the phone... Ouch, let me stay here and here.

It's not two-dimensional, why is the original setting okay, why do you have to engage in fandom?

I have never told people around me that I wrote that novel. I don’t know if everyone will have this kind of thought, that is, once the things I write are known to people who are familiar with them, some...

Social death.

Anyway, at that moment, my mood changed subtly. Originally, I was just sad and wanted to cry, but at that moment, I wanted to die.

It turned out that the friends around me had secretly found the things I wrote a long time ago, and there were only dozens of follow-ups left, and their contributions. For a while, I didn't know how to deal with it.

End it sooner, you want to be full-time, you want to pursue your dreams, then what you need is a hot money, not the so-called persistence.

Persistence can also produce explosive models, but obviously your strength should be forgotten.

A friend of mine put it bluntly.

Other friends told him to shut up, but the euphemistic meaning was nothing more than asking me to read the next book.

They have no baggage.

After all, they never made a promise to you.

But it makes sense doesn't it? This book has been written for two years, and it gets worse and worse. If you continue to write it, it will only disappoint you in the end.

If it was another author, he might have experienced five or six failed book cuts in the past two years and wrote a good book.

They have a good point.

I was also a little shaken by the editor's abandonment.

I'm kind of at a loss as to what to do.

I still owe Fei Qiuqiu Ren 20 chapters, oh... an hour has passed, and I still have 4,000 words to stay up all night to finish coding.

Speaking of Yuanshen, I suddenly glanced at a book friend in the book friend group and posted that she had emptied the fishing store... I thought about my account, oh, the fishing system... I haven't completed the task yet pick it up.

The treasure chest was not found, and the pupil was not found.

Or... lose a power leveling.

I am a game lover, but when I think about it carefully, my LOL buys tickets every month, and then finds people's livers, and more than 400 skins are spent every month for others to play.

I bought Zhendao and made a lot of money. That account was also played by my friend and asked him to give me liver battle orders. The only role I have every day is to issue general orders to the other party.

Today, during the day, my colleagues in the company were all complaining about Harry Potter, and the intern I brought asked me which college I was with a smile, and I said without hesitation that I was Slytherin——

I'm not in the mood to discuss it with them because I haven't played the game yet.

I didn't try it, I told myself that Netease games must not be fun, even if the vibration knife is also Netease.

I know very well that I don't have time for liver.

Slytherin, on behalf of victory, shrewd, wise and safe.

Value honor but don't care about the attitudes and ideas of ordinary Muggles and wizards outside of their own interests.

This is the concept of the protagonist that I have always shaped, including in novels, not because of anything else.

It's that I really wish I was that kind of person.

But unfortunately, in reality, I'm more like a badger.

From Hufflepuff, to put it mildly, it's called honesty and integrity.

But in Slytherin's mouth, that's called honesty and stupidity.

Well, that's it--in fact, after talking so much, I just want to talk about my mentality changes, and at the same time, I vaguely have the answer in my heart.

I really want to finish it. No matter what the situation is, continuing to write it will do more harm than good to myself.

But my mentality does not allow me to be a eunuch.

How to do it.

I'm going to write while I take a break.

Full attendance is gone, so I'm going to take it easy.

I still try to update it every day, but it may be inexplicably missing in the middle.

This book, in fact, is considered to be over here.

It's not that I want to be lazy, but that I plan to think about my future and focus on the next book.

When the application for this book is completed, I hope that my next book can directly follow up.

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