The Year of Pig has passed, and the Year of Rat has passed.

I don’t know if you still love me. Since I learned that the Year of the Pig has passed, I have been worried that book friends will cruelly turn the pigs into roasted pigs or pig-killing vegetables on the New Year’s Eve dinner.

The pig at home is no longer young. He is an old man who is in full swing. His meat is not as good as the new pig Shuiling. His meat is full of strength, toughness and charm.

He is an old pig who is a bit slow to type. His thinking is a bit unsatisfied with his youth, and his hand speed is not as fast as before.

His shoulders and cervical spine were inflamed, because he had been lying in front of the computer for a long time and his cervical spine was still deformed.

He is a middle-aged pig.

Because he was worried that his body would not be able to withstand it, he quit smoking.

He wants to use his most intelligent mind to prepare a new book and "Riding to the Abyss".

He has a great ambition. He firmly believes that the greater the ambition, the greater the achievement (from "The Emperor"). He is planning to write a fantasy world in "Traveling to the Abyss" that no one has ever written (yes, I have to do this, I don't want to rely on my old capital).

In this fantasy world, classical China has never experienced the Opium War, and classical Chinese culture has never experienced the invasion of foreign cultures. The zombie called this country Yuanshuo.

Yuanshuo was taken from the reign of Emperor Wu of Han in the Han Dynasty, and used Yuanshuo to clarify this classical country.

This fantasy world is full of all kinds of incredible magical powers and various incredible spiritual weapons and weapons. But more importantly, productivity determines the social, economic and political forms of this world. Therefore, after the refining of weapons is applied to the construction of buildings, high-rise buildings that could not be imagined in the ancient feudal era could rise up!

Moreover, this kind of building is not like the current high-rise buildings, and the buildings in Yuanshuo are classical, such as Yueyang Tower, Yellow Crane Tower, and Tengwang Pavilion.

It has the magnificence of the palace, the concept of carving dragons and painting phoenixes, and the inheritance of brackets that contemporary buildings do not have. It has mounts, rafters, wings, ridges, and immortals riding and cranes.

It is not a Western-style building, but it can rise from the ground and go up into the sky and live with gods and immortals!

It is surrounded by cloud bridges. People walk in the clouds, and giant beasts carrying small buildings are also walking on the bridges in the clouds. People sit in the small buildings and can see the scenery in the sky.

This bridge is not an viaduct either.

The bridge is like a corridor in a classical building, like a bridge built on a calm water in the Suzhou and Hangzhou water town, with wide eaves on it, sheltering from wind and rain, and carriages and chariots are running smoothly under it.

It must also be in line with mechanics and aesthetics.

This city in the fantasy world also shows the beauty of classical culture.

The world that the zombie imagines is invading from foreign enemies and invading from foreign cultures. It is undergoing a transformation. It has its own chronic diseases and indelible decay.

Its internal class has been solidified, and the path of promotion for ordinary people has become extremely slim, just as a slim man wants to become an immortal.

At this time, inside it, some people are conservative and stubborn, some people try to change, some are radical, and some conspirators secretly plan unexpected things.

It was also at this time that Qiu Shuijing, a down-and-out teacher from Dongdu, walked to the uninhabited area of ​​Tianshiyuan and met a little blind man who was listening to a class in the fox lecture hall, Su Yun.

At this time, the curtain about this world opened.

"when--"

The bell above Su Yun's head rang, and the story of our journey to the abyss began, accompanying the protagonist walking towards the abyss.

However, pig, it thinks very well; pig, it's too stupid.

When the first chapter of the journey to the Abyss was uploaded, there were already thirty or forty chapters of manuscripts. After this month of unremitting efforts, he finally had only six chapters of manuscripts left!

That’s right, six chapters!

During this period, he deleted manuscripts no less than ten times, deleted them in large quantities, was dissatisfied with the plot he had conceived, was dissatisfied with his words, and he worked tirelessly to make perfect efforts.

But he was too stupid. His little brain, which was already middle-aged, was not very flexible. Sometimes he would have insomnia until the second half of the night. Suddenly, a wonderful plot flashed with a flash of inspiration. So he quietly opened the computer in winter night, wearing clothes and writing until dawn;

Sometimes he would sit helplessly in front of the computer, holding his few hair tightly;

Sometimes he doesn't shave for five or six days and his face is haggard;

Sometimes he loses his temper with his wife because he is interrupted;

He is autistic more often, turns off his phone and doesn't want to pay attention to anyone's greetings. He becomes disgusted with WeChat and QQ;

Sometimes he was trembling, worried that he would lose his middle age, lying on Qidian Street and being stepped on by later generations, and his body was still thrust at once;

Sometimes he would try his best to search for readers to leave messages, trying to understand readers' thoughts;

Sometimes he feels that he is really old, he is really a middle-aged pig, and he doubts his ability to create.

Honey.

This is how I came here this month and a half, and I am such a pig.

When walking on the edge of the ocean, I want to write better, I want to write more deeply, I want to surpass myself, and I want to get rid of the influence of myself in the past.

I've thought too much.

Later, I figured it out.

I can surpass myself, but I don’t have to get rid of myself before.

I was me before middle age, and I am now.

I should break through, surpass, not split on the basis of my previous work.

Suddenly I remembered that when Qidian Annual Meeting, there was a live media interview. The host asked me, what book do you want to write Linyuanxing into?

I thought about it and answered. I wanted to write a novel that could be painted into reality, and a novel that could be painted into reality.

In this book, you can find ancient times, people of kindness and ambition in history, find the present, find China and foreign countries, find you and me.

It is fantasy, it also has reality.

Yes, the Year of the Pig has passed, do you still love me?

I still love you and create.

The pig is middle-aged, has hair loss and is anxious, but this heart has not changed!

The heart that loves creation has never changed!

Walking on the abyss is not only a journey to Su Yun, a journey to the abyss, but also a journey to the abyss of a pig!

Tonight, at 24 o'clock, I will be on the shelves and put on the shelves.

The zodiac pig is stupid, but it’s time to go. This morning, we will update two chapters and more than eight thousand words. There is one chapter at noon and evening on the first day. I’ll wait for your big drive!!

When it was first released, monthly tickets were crucial to the new book. I hope that fellow Taoists would stay and support the resident pig who is middle-aged but dissatisfied.

On the shelves, charge!!!

Awesome!!!!!!!
Chapter completed!