A recent casual chat about some thoughts on previous chapters.
In fact, I didn't plan to make it that big at first. The original plan included the mountain and sea realm, the Asgardian Legion, the pyramid's obelisk system, plus a black cat Loki and Sun Wukong.
These are my plans.
But when Sun Wukong took out the piece of Maitreya Buddha's human race bag in the non-human Zai, the story began to get out of control in a direction that I didn't know.
I was really in a hurry to write, because classes have resumed as normal these days, so I took advantage of lunch break, afternoon and evening self-study to write. There were several times when the evening self-study was not enough, so I just returned to the dormitory with my notebook in my hand.
, I wrote it while lying on the bed.
If I had already planned this, I'm afraid another 20,000 words would still be enough.
The main thing is that everyone has seen too many things when they were children.
Originally I only planned to add the Blue Cat Dragoons and Xiong Er's Guang Gao, but later I couldn't help but add some others.
A friend whose book review was deleted for some reason wrote very well. From the moment I picked up the human race bag, this hole became the hole in my mind.
The Creation Scepter has also changed from the original resentment of the pen and the little King Kong to my evil thoughts.
I also said some words through the mouth of Little King Kong and the mouth of the Creation Scepter.
Because it is the graduation season recently. Everyone who has experienced this stage knows that I don’t know what you think. Anyway, I don’t want to graduate, but I still have three weeks to go, and I will leave in one month.
So I'm really sad.
As for my future after graduation, my family is definitely leaning towards me taking the editing exam, but I want to write novels.
Ever since I was a child, I have liked to hold things in, and hold them all in. My family only knows that I write novels, but they don’t know how much money I make.
The worst thing is my parents. They may not be very enlightened, but they all care about me.
What if my family just smashed my computer and forced me to do that?
It’s not impossible for me to run away from home and write novels when my temper gets stronger during my rebellious phase.
But the problem is that my family has no objections to me. They just want me to put it down and write it down after the exam is over.
I can't explain it either, what should I say?
My family doesn’t know the importance of my novel writing, nor does it know that novels are not something that a master would stop updating for a year or two, so there’s no problem.
My idea is that if there are two threads, then I must be nothing.
But according to the situation of this book, it will definitely not be finished in a year.
The benefits and popularity of the version of this book I have enjoyed, let alone a year or two, I would not dare to stop for a day or two.
I'm quite confused too.
My current idea is to take the teacher qualification certificate first and get the certificate without taking the establishment test.
Then write a novel. After finishing this one, I will start another one. If the results of the second one are not good, I will give up the writing test.
By that time, I will be able to save a hundred thousand yuan, and at least I can support myself.
I just don’t know if my family agrees.
Another reason why I wrote these pictures is that I saw someone say before that Ultraman looked childish, and I actually wanted to go up and fight between his two giants.
But I can't do it because I can't reach anyone across two screens and a network cable.
So I need the blue pill.
I would like to imitate those people and run away from home directly, but I don’t dare. It’s not that I don’t dare to go. I’ve even planned the route. I’m going out to live by myself and write novels, not wander around the world. I’m mainly afraid that my grandpa will be worried.
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Under the aggregation of these various emotions, the Chinese comic collection version of the Decisive Battle of the Ten Cold Two was born.
The reason for this should be my desire for the future and the past. I especially like rainy days, because when I was a child, I don’t know why, other people would run home when it rained, but I liked to run outside when it rained, and my grandpa doted on me.
When I ran outside in the rain, he would follow me while holding an umbrella.
It's impossible now. My grandpa has cancer. His family never told him, and his old man didn't know about it either. In 2014, he passed away and lived in the intensive care unit for a long time. I
I can’t remember clearly, but my family took us to the hospital with the intention of seeing my grandfather one last time.
However, I was taken by my mother to buy breakfast, and when I came back, my grandfather was already in the intensive care unit.
Didn't happen.
When I found out, it was the first time I felt so close to death.
Then I was also confused, and I just cried and cried.
Fortunately, maybe my grandfather couldn't let me go, or maybe he didn't see that side of me and was obsessed with it, but my grandfather survived.
After that, I started to get scared.
Because I realized that as time goes by, the times I see my grandpa will become less and less.
It can be said that a large part of my fear about the future actually comes from this.
So I miss the days when I was a kid sitting on my grandpa's bed and watching TV.
I remember one time, it seemed to be the Chinese New Year, and the TV station showed Detective Conan. Oh my god, it scared me.
There is no going back these days.
But I want to go back.
In fact, I also want to write about many Chinese comic characters.
But as I continue writing, I think hydrology is more of a suspect, and I may open an additional extra chapter or something in the future.
For example: Crystal Code Warrior, Dinosaur Baby, Monkey King (I remember this theme song is particularly good), Moore Manor, Star Racing King (the one with a robot in the team, the protagonist's car has the attributes of a lion), China
boy.
Too many!
There are too many to write.
I could only choose a part that I could think of at the first moment, that is, the 8,000-word part, and later added the part about the Blue Cat Dragoons and so on.
Once I write down my memories, I can't stop them.
Really, the older I get, the more I miss the past.
But we still have to face reality.
For example, in reality, I am a fat nerd with no partner.
The development of Internet culture has brought convenience, for example, it gave me an opportunity to support myself before I graduated.
But as the Internet develops, negative factors also emerge.
All kinds of anxiety marketing, all kinds of negative news.
It can be said to be overwhelming.
I may not be able to keep up with the version. My views on love still remain in the previous version, that is, my parents’ generation.
In other words, marriage means two people living together peacefully for a lifetime.
But now there are all kinds of monsters and ghosts on the Internet.
My roommate's thoughts also make me sick.
One of the guys in the dormitory had a fight with his partner, and they kept trying to break up the relationship, saying that there was no love in the world, and that love was born because there was no other partner.
I'm disgusted by this kind of talk.
There was a rich second generation in the dormitory, and he taught me all kinds of things that made me feel sick.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m out of touch with the times or there’s something wrong with this era.
Anyway, there is a high possibility that I will not get married in the future.
I am only 20 now, so it is indeed a bit early to consider 6080, but if I really don’t get married and have children, what will I do when I get old in the future is indeed a problem.
I am still relatively sober. If I am really alone, it will definitely be a big problem in the future.
Although I have a younger sister below.
But I can't rely on my sister and her descendants to support me in my old age.
This is only 2,000 words, and I have never felt like I could write it so fast when I was writing the main text.
There are still 8,000 words left to write today, and I have to work overtime tonight.
I also talked about my relationship situation in the previous small theater. I once liked someone, but she crushed my desire for love to pieces with a stick.
I don’t know now whether it’s because I’m tired or because I’m numb, but it’s just broken.
What I want to do most right now is lie down.
This book was written when I was a volunteer teacher, and now it has more than 1 million words.
At that time, I just had the idea of writing it for fun, but I didn’t expect that I would actually write it.
Others have a promising future, but my future is in chaos.
Really, I feel worried now when I think about what to do in the future.
How are you spending your days?
But I have no choice but to get through it.
It’s impossible for me to turn back time to 2019 with just one sentence.