Logging Into The Desolated World 10000 Years Earlier

  Chapter 84 Testimonials

   This day is still here!

  Reviewed, the book was released on 8.8, and today, it is one and a half months away.

   Along the way, I have endured a lot of abuse, curses, attacks...

  Of course, more is everyone's support, praise, and appreciation.

It's my honor.

  After writing this book, it was the first time that I received the attention of so many people. I was very apprehensive, nervous, and even a little proud.

  I still remember that when I was in elementary school, the teacher often said: "This kid is very smart, but he doesn't like to study."

  When I was young, I thought that my talent was really good, and I could use it freely. Relying on the teacher's "praise", I did my own way, playing games, having fun, folding paper toads, anyway, I just didn't study.

   In the end, Xiao Shengchu, relying on his talent, went smoothly and was promoted to junior high school.

   (It was only later that I learned that with nine-year compulsory education, no matter how bad the exam is, you can enter junior high school.)

  After I entered junior high school, I started to fall in love. I was thinking about some romantic "love..." all day long.

   Coincidentally, the teacher in junior high school said the most to me and my parents: "This child is very smart, but he doesn't like to study."

  I took these words as my "new weapon". While other students were writing hard, I brandished the weapon I found for myself.

   Be the "personality" classmate in the eyes of classmates, the "sighing" student in the eyes of teachers, and the "disappointed" child in the eyes of parents...

   and being the "cool" boy in the eyes of female classmates (emphasis added).

  At that time, I thought that I was talented and intelligent, and even if I didn’t go to school, I could get rich and rich by doing something casually.

  At that time, I didn’t know that moving bricks was calculated by piece, electronics factory was calculated by piece, and those sales were calculated according to your drinking capacity and mouth.

  I thought that my talent was invincible, and I wantonly swayed my talent, thinking: "Even if I don't study, I can surpass those nerds in the high school entrance examination if I just learn it!"

  After three years of being in a daze, one week before the exam, I started to use the talent I have always been proud of, and quickly reviewed the three-year courses.

   When you come out of the examination room.

   An unspeakable pride in my heart.

  After thinking about the results, I want to take pictures of the results in front of my parents, teachers, good students, and that girl.

  Tell them that even if I don’t study, I can still enter high school with excellent grades.

   It’s just that I don’t have a system, I’m not the protagonist, and I’m not favored by heaven.

  Score 424.

Ok…

  I pulled my hips...

  For the first time, I doubted my so-called talent...

   "Have I been deceived all this time?"

  I am not reconciled, and I don't want to face these.

  Look, at that time, I was just so hypocritical. I didn’t work hard, but I still wanted to succeed. Once I failed, I would still be unwilling.

   Eventually, I went to high school (spending money), and college (two books)…

   It took seven years for me to recognize myself. It turns out that my talent is mediocre...

  Stepping into the society, listening to the leader's painting of big cakes, the ridiculous theory of innate talent is brought up again.

   "You have a good talent, work hard, you are very suitable for this job."

  Look, I'm a pretty talented guy again.

   Later, because some people understood the reason.

   It had a big impact on me.

   Try to find a side job.

  Accidentally, I remembered the habit of reading novels I had been insisting on since junior high school, and I came up with the idea of ​​writing by myself.

   This time, inbornism does not appear.

   Submitting manuscripts everywhere, and got seven cold "does not meet the signing standards."

  At that time, I was hit, thinking that since I was a child, I was a talented person, so why not sign a contract?

  I began to try to study, to delve into, to learn cadence...

  Finally, signed on…

Ok…

   Results are dismal.

  450,000 words, because of some special reasons, I cut myself with tears.

   Once again, I am confused about the future...

  I thought to myself, this is different from what I saw.

  Why do others say to put money in sacks, but when it comes to me, why do I use sacks to put myself?

  Undeterred, I started researching again, revising, revising, revising...

  I changed it and changed it. Although I passed the draft, I found that it was different from what I wrote at the beginning...

  It was only 20,000 words, I found my editor YY, and I told him: "Boss, I want to become a master, so I won't write this manuscript!"

  In exchange for a sentence: "..."

  Later, I used it for a few days to figure out what I really wanted to write, and this time it went smoothly.

  Pass the draft at one time without revision.

  Even my editor YY said: "You can take off with your instinct, come on!"

  This is the first time I heard this from him. I clenched my fists on the spot and encouraged myself, saying that I have to make some achievements!

  The results are ups and downs...

  When I was recommended for the first time, I felt that I would become a master!

  My editor YY saw that I was starting well, so he helped me to get the author of "I'm Immortal in the World of Cultivating Immortals", a chapter push by master carpenter Mi Qing.

  At that time, I was very high-spirited, I guessed, this time it worked!

  The reality is like a heavy hammer, and it finally hit me. I... fell, and fell a thousand miles away from Sanjiang...

  Unwilling, very unwilling.

  Obviously the momentum is so good...

   Is it because of talent again?

   This time, I don't want to be hypocritical, I want to try to change, I don't want to admit defeat.

  I want to try, even if I don’t have talent, can I make up for it with my clumsy dreaming about the plot.

  I want to remove the so-called talent theory from me. I want to prove to everyone that talent is not the most important thing.

  I still don't believe it, without talent, I really can't do anything?

  ...

  ...

   Regarding the plot, I can say responsibly that I dug a lot of holes.

   Some pits were discovered and considered unreasonable, and some pits caused great controversy.

   But more pits are well hidden, waiting for the day when they will explode.

  In addition, there is an outline and a detailed outline. This time, even if the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, I will write it down.

  The plot will get better and better, and the world view will slowly unfold.

   "What is behind the scenes of the reincarnation of the era?"

   "Why is there a epoch reincarnation once every ten thousand years?"

   "The meaning of the player's existence?"

   "The identity of the black egg?"

   Etc., etc., will be revealed one by one in the future plot.

  About listing, below.

  It will be available tomorrow at 12 noon. (Estimated to be about 10 minutes late.)

  Released the first chapter "The Player Comes! "

   On the first day, I will update 10,000 words.

   Every day in the future, the update will remain above 6000. When encountering a climax of the plot, I will try my best to add more.

  As for adding update rules, I will not set them up for now. I am already very happy if everyone can subscribe to support.

  Thank you for your support, follow-up, comments, recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, and rewards.

  Actually, every one of you who voted, including those who commented, as long as it is not a string of digital account numbers, I can basically remember it.

   (The list of book friends and the background of writers are turned over 800 times a day.)

  If you don’t vote for recommendation that day, I’m still thinking, did I poison you away?

  Later, I tried to comfort myself, um...maybe you guys forgot...

   All in all, thank you very much for your support, and I am honored to have the attention of so many good friends.

   I won’t say anything superfluous, after all, I’ve already said a lot…

   We will see you tomorrow at 12 noon.

  Looking forward to the road ahead, we can walk hand in hand.

grateful.

   (ps: Don’t forget to eat mooncakes on August 15 next year~)

  (end of this chapter)