The old thief Watanabe has been single updates these two weeks, and has been criticized by readers from the book friends group. One reader also said that he would arrest the old thief and lock him up in a small dark room to let him experience his power.

"Things have developed like this, I don't think it's..." The old thief covered his face and sobbed, "I go to work every day and always come back until eight or nine o'clock in the evening. I can't play games. I can't sleep until two or three o'clock in the morning. I have to get up at eight o'clock the next day to go to work. I'm squeezed out of the canned sardines in the map subway, and so on..."

"Well... you sound very hardworking, but I just want to know what it takes to code two thousand words in 8:00 to 2:00, and six hours?"

"I, of course I have a fishing fish too! And it's not two thousand words, but four thousand words, okay? I also want to please readers of the book friends group and make them happy too..."

"What the hell is Moyu saying so righteously, you!"

After being criticized by readers, the old thief fell into deep thought.

In fact, he was also very confused. He used to be at a speed of 2,000 yuan per hour, so why has he been so useless recently?

In the past, I tried my best to use the time to code, but now... I don’t open the computer typing software and it seems that I don’t plan to think about the plot at all...

Maybe it's time to burnout.

In order to write, the old thief lost many opportunities to socialize and also the opportunity to chat with many cute three-dimensional girls.

Over time, the old thief feels uncomfortable when he greets colleagues from the opposite sex in the company.

Every time I videotape with my mom, I feel like I can’t explain it to my family.

I... really have the talent for typing?

When you are discouraged by poor grades, the old thief often asks himself this way.

He is unwilling to follow the market trend, and he dislikes the characters in his fan writings that do not belong to his own soul; when he is desperate to suffer, he always looks at the collection, recommendation, book review, and this chapter says that he blames his poor grades.

The old thief knew that the author [Buer Cao Man], who once wrote 300,000 yuan to collect 20 yuan and wrote and revised the article overnight, would never come back;

The article "The Legend of Xihuan" that touched himself heart-wrenchingly, with a single-player code of more than 1 million, and finally a subscription of only 24 yuan will never come back;

Nowadays, the old thief is a waste who complains about readers' poor taste, complains about editors' lack of vision, complains about their lack of talent but refuses to admit that they are not strong enough, and is ridiculed as a flop, but is trembling because others mocking themselves for their flops.

This is an era where entertainment is paramount. Most self-interested writers who cannot keep up with the trend of online writing and cannot catch the taste of readers, such as the old thief, are only dead.

There were many friends around Laozi who loved reading novels, but they no longer had online literature as they grew older.

It seems that there is only the old thief, alone, staying in that era.

Following the group of young and ignorant middle school students who are unable to complete their studies while achieving higher-level entertainment, they describe the [child-dirty dyeing] they have never had before, and taste the little beauty of the two-dimensional world.

Just like cutting leeks, those book friends who once said in the book friends group would always chase the old thief's books, after all, suddenly disappeared in the column of active users in a certain time when people were not remembered. Some people would come back, but intimacy was not as good as before; some people's gray avatars would not jump anymore, and the old thief even knew nothing about him.

But fortunately, there will always be fresh blood entering, and there will always be some readers who insist on and treat the old thief gently.

But... it is because of these damn gentleness that the old thief is reluctant to stop typing - even if it is typing, posting, eunuch. typing, posting, and unfinished repetitions, the old thief is still trying to find a way to complete his [self-satisfaction].

After "The Temptation of the Young", the old thief has been trapped in such a vicious cycle.

Or... in the second half of "Young Temptation", the old thief began to have the urge to lose his end.

I've already-

The old thief's eyes were filled with tears of unwillingness.

"Is it only this level...my work-"

The app is flashing.

A familiar book friend appeared in the book review.

"When will we get double updates? Old thief!"

"It's good to wait until there is a recommendation!" The old thief gave a smile on his face.

No matter how sad you are, you cannot vent your suppressed emotions on your novels and works, which will affect the readers' reading experience.

Even if the online article I wrote is a junk food that is completely nutritious, it should be a delicious burger that can bring joy and smile to everyone - or in other words, this is the mission of online articles, right?

The old thief has always believed in the theory of fate.

Lao Zhe’s job is game review, and he is a part-time online writer. These two professions seem to be the two most unpromising directions in the chain of parents’ contempt. Parents often scold Lao Zhe for this matter. When they took the State Grid exam, how comfortable it would be to hold a golden rice bowl.

The app flashed again.

“When will there be recommendations?”

The old thief smiled slightly and continued to be cute and cute, "It will be there soon!"

In fact, the old thief knew in his heart that even if there was a recommendation, it was not enough to save the old thief from being on the street. Most of the people who stayed in that recommendation position were like the old thief's first year of typing, full of passion, dreaming of becoming a god with a book, and determined to change the new writers in the entire online literature industry.

From being full of confidence to being discouraged, they are often just a 300,000-word inspection cost.

There have been too many newcomers these old thieves have read. They have read a book about the doves that the eunuch of the gods run away, and have also seen millions of stubborn donkeys who never give up on the stand-alone game. They all have their own endings.

But it seemed that there was only the old thief, who seemed to be still standing still, neither disappeared nor achieved a good result.

However, the old thief understood that as long as there was a reader asking him when he would update, the old thief would continue to write for him.

No one asks about the wind and snow, but people know the sorrow and joy.

Perhaps... it is the best portrayal of the journey of writing hand-coded words.

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"Well... this 2,000-word practical stuff is pretty good."

"I've explained so clearly... Can you put the knife down, brother?"

In the old thief's room, the old thief was tied to a chair and could not move. A man in black stood in front of the old thief, playing with a knife in his hand.

"No!" The old thief's book friend put the knife on the old thief's neck. "You said so much nonsense with emotion, but you still didn't explain the reason why you wrote 2,000 for six hours?!"

"Yes, it's 4,000, not 2,000..." The old thief said tremblingly, "Please... believe me, I have a recommendation next week, and I will definitely update twice every day. If you don't update twice a day, I'll broadcast live as Rinpoche, a book friend's book friend!"

“What about the recommendation?”

"If the data is good, there will be recommendations... there will definitely be double updates at that time."

"Ha? If you give a floppy writer like you, you will be merciful to the editor! That is to say, after the recommendation is finished, you will have to make an order?"

"Maybe the mentality explodes and the eunuchs will be even more... "The old thief said stutteringly.

"You fucking say it again!"

"No! I didn't say anything! My book friends are the most cute in the world!" The old thief acted cute.

"That...that, if there are improvements in recommendation tickets, rewards, book reviews and collections, there will be recommendations?" The old thief's book friend touched his nose.

"Uh... it's true in theory." The old thief nodded - he noticed that this reader seemed to have no Adam's apple.

If... if... give the old thief a Golden Alliance, will the editor give him a better recommendation? This bastard won't make excuses. - The Golden Alliance seems to be only 100,000 yuan, and it should be enough to save pocket money this month-

"Anyway... I'll find a way to do data, so in exchange, you have to update it for me, stinky old thief-"

"That... are you a girl?"

"Ha?" The old thief's book friend showed a shocked expression, "Why are you...ah, I said I am a fat man, not a girl! How could you, a pervert writer, have a girl reading your book? You kowtow, you write well for me, don't think about those perverted things. If you don't have enough words, I will come to settle the score with you again!"

So arrogant... she must be the beautiful girl who pretends to be a fat man in my book friend! She actually loves me so sick and cute - social security!

The old thief's book friend was planning to leave, but unexpectedly, his feet slipped and he just sat in the old thief's arms. The old thief was convinced that the unique fragrance of the beautiful girl that she smelled from her was definitely not an illusion!

Not good...it's a physiological reaction...woo...can't help it-

The old thief's book friend suddenly stood up and saw that she was very ashamed now.

"That, that, sorry, I didn't mean to ying—"

"Stinky—she—rogue!"

Bang!

The old thief suddenly woke up, and his back was wet without realizing it.

As the sun was noon, the room was still messy, full of the atmosphere of a fat man, and the fragrance of the beautiful girl was gone.

Really... dreaming is really great-

There is everything in the dream, and it can be watered again.

It’s almost three thousand words... Should I divide it into two chapters to deceive readers into chasing the extra?

The old thief let out a Skr-like pervert laughter and announced the list of rewards for last week.

Thanks to the 1100.asxs.coin reward of the classmate [Super High School Ace Pigeon]!

Thanks to the 1000.asxs.coin reward of classmate [Sword and Sword Residue]!

Thanks to the classmate of [Xiaoshu] for the 500.asxs.coin reward!

Thanks to the classmate [Passenger] for the reward of 300.asxs.coin!

Thanks to the 100.asxs.coin reward of classmate [Fiye Le]!
Chapter completed!