I haven’t talked to you in a long time. Well, don’t worry, I’m not asking for monthly tickets, so don’t be afraid.

The entire September update is terrible.

I encountered many things. After considering it, I finally decided not to operate a store. I failed to transfer it this month. I had to close down because the store rent expired. I suffered heavy losses and was heavily in debt.

At the beginning of the month, there were various meetings of new class people in the city, and they were required to attend. At present, in order to respond to the 19th National Congress, the new class is definitely vigorous, especially our online writers, which have been valued.

It was finally time to climb until mid-month, and the Provincial United Front Work Department asked to study at the Provincial Socialist College for another week. The courses were definitely full, from 8:00 to mid-12:00, from 2:00 to 6:00, and from 7:00 to 9:00 to 9:00.

I arrived home on the night of the 21st. The store had not been processed yet and I had to continue. Today, on the 22nd, I stayed in the store to remove the sample and touch it for a day. I dragged it for seven days and didn't move out. The landlord had all his objections and asked me to finish it before the Mid-Autumn Festival several times.

Everything was piled up together, which made my work efficiency miserable.

Now the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, National Day is coming, reunion is coming, and the children are going to play, which is probably full of pitfalls.

Faced with such a scumbag update this month, I was also ashamed to cover my face. I remember that I was not like this at the beginning.

I looked for the reason, maybe my body really can't bear the high-intensity typing, maybe it's because I'm a little tired of typing, or it's an excuse?

I started working in creation in 2003. I have been working for 15 years in a blink of an eye. I am really tired of this industry.

My body collapses, my money is not earned, time passes, and I get old, how long can I count?

I am still struggling to write, and I can’t even figure it out now. Is it an instinct or a persistence that grits my teeth for life. Or, there are still a little hobby in it, but how many can it be?

Thinking about how full of energy I was back then, but now I am left with only emotion. How many readers still remember me in the past?

Just like waves, we, the previous waves, are destined to disappear into history.

After talking here, my heart was very bleak and full of bitterness.

This book is a little bit far from the high-quality products, and it is too far from my peak. Maybe it is because I am not updating well, or maybe I am not able to cater to the market, which is considered a failure in my eyes.

Next book...

I can still write it, but if the book is still a failure, what will happen?

I have been silent for too long. Who knows if I have been in the science fiction category?

I started to write after graduation. I had no experience in society and had no skills. Looking for a job may be at the same level as 2,000 yuan. How can I support my family?

When I reach my age, I am very confused, as if I can't see the road ahead clearly.

Um.

Let’s just talk about it here, I feel like I’ve talked too much more than the rice is broken, haha!

Don't blame the book friends you see.

I don’t know why, but I just want to talk about it. Just treat it as an adjustment for myself!
Chapter completed!