——Faith is a bird. When the dawn is still dark, it feels the light and sings a song.
From February 16, 2022 to March 31, 2023.
Thirteen months, 1.87 million. Russell's story comes to an end here.
Just like what I said when I put it on the shelf - this is a story from cyberpunk to space opera.
The core of its creation is a kind of romantic feeling, and it tells the story of "heroes". But this is not a story of heroism, but a story of people's lives.
What is a hero?
I am a pioneer.
"Human beings, how can you go up without wings?"
The same sentence, but from the standpoint of "light" and "mirror", it has different meanings.
The former tells about the self and praises the never-ending progress and rise of the individual. "The eternal woman leads us upward" is Goethe's "Faust"; while this one tells about Tagore and praises the group.
Greatness, love for the world.
——There are no traces of wings left in the sky, but I have already flown through.
This is still a story about "love and hope".
At the beginning, I once said that this book is connected with the previous book. At the beginning, when you look at "The Fanatic", you will think that it is a "hero", and when you look at the "Hero"
You will feel like a "madman" because when you look at the light, you can only see what the light illuminates; when you look at the mirror, you can only see what is reflected in the mirror.
Only when we get closer to the end can we see why the theme of the story is a hero.
Light is unique, cannot tolerate shadows, and is not kind. But mirrors are ordinary and can be seen everywhere. What they reflect is everything except themselves.
Anyone with courage becomes a hero.
Then let’s talk about the motivation for this book.
I have seen that many readers have discovered that - yes, the original inspiration for this book is an animated short story called "Breaking through the Dark". When I first saw this video, I had tears in my eyes after watching it.
Later, in October 2021, my editor Penglai and I talked about this story.
"I want to write a story about breaking through the darkness and taking back the blue sky." I said.
Based on this idea, I determined the beginning and end of the book at that time. Now you can look back and see that the chapter names of the first ten chapters and the last ten chapters of this book are exactly opposite and mirror images. This is also
It is an elaboration of the theme of "mirror".
It is a cycle that leads to an infinite future.
Since the core of this book comes from Tagore, the writing method should also talk about Tagore: what ends in exhaustion is "death", and what ends in infinity is "a happy ending".
For storytelling groups and heroic stories, we need to reach the infinite future!
My parents are both workers, and our family is very poor. When I was in junior high school, my father cheated on me, and my mother had to work very hard to raise me.
I paid for my college tuition on my own. I had no money at the time, and I hadn’t started writing Mercury Blood yet. After I graduated from high school, I went to a nightclub wearing a cheap suit and stood at the front desk. Every day I bowed at the door with a smile on my face, and blurted out:
The smooth "Good evening and welcome". When there are not many guests, he will also work as a waiter to clean the private room and take out the trash.
At that time, my waist was only 1 foot 8, and the skinniest pants available for men were too baggy. There was no working belt, so I had to take the belt off, cut it shorter, and put it back on again.
I go to work at 5:30 pm every day and get off work at 2 am. Occasionally I can work overtime until after 3 pm. Before that, I didn’t even go to bed later than 12 pm. I eat at 8 or 9 pm every night, and the big pot of rice I eat changes every day. There are three kinds to choose from, and the characteristic is Schrödinger's meat - it seems that you can taste the meat, but there is no meat. Although each person has a bowl of vegetables and the steamed buns are quite filling, I have a small appetite and can only eat half. My favorite thing to eat is a kind of winter melon stewed chicken. Although it is full of winter melon and almost no chicken can be found, at least the soup is delicious.
At that time, my monthly salary was only 1,500 yuan, and a private room cost 1,880 yuan a night. After working for half a month, I met all kinds of strange people and understood that life was not easy. After only earning 2,400 yuan, I was able to School has started.
When I was in school, I worked part-time in the school’s milk tea shop and also worked as a waiter in a coffee shop. Then I started writing Mercury Blood… Maybe I did have a talent in this area. My first month’s royalties were One thousand and eighty.
I was very happy at the time. But at that time, I did not regard writing as my future goal in life.
I think very well - I can find a more ordinary and leisurely job in the future, and the salary of only two thousand yuan per month is enough. Because I can also write novels at night, this way the income will be doubled. In our small third- and fourth-tier cities, it is enough to support ourselves and live a good life.
Later, my manuscript fees became higher and higher. By my junior year, my income had reached more than 10,000 yuan steadily. I was also famous in the school and became the director of the news department. But at that time, I still did not give up the idea of finding a job. And my thinking became more and more loose, "I can just find a job."
Although life was very busy at that time, I was full of hope for the future. I had many friends and a lovely girlfriend. I also had a good relationship with the local newspaper and the teachers all liked me. I saw my savings increasing. Many - although in the middle of writing "Hymn to the Devil", there was a period of time when I stayed up late to write until five o'clock every day, and then had to get up at nine o'clock to go to class, which caused angina pectoris. The sudden death experience at the beginning of "To Four Thousand Years Later" Just personal experience.
But fortunately, the quick-acting Jiuxin Pills are very good. I managed to survive, and then just two weeks of Chinese medicine gave me relief.
Until I was about to graduate, I did an internship in a factory. Yes, many people think that I graduated from the Department of Philosophy or Communication, but I actually majored in engineering. I studied electrical automation.
A group of us took a rickety bus and rode for almost two hours before arriving at the factory in the suburbs. The factory I originally imagined should be the kind of busy assembly line. Everyone is working in their own way. Positions, each perform their own duties. You can give up thinking and concentrate on work. Just like being a waiter, it can relax your tired brain.
But that's not what I saw.
There is a rubber smell in the air, accompanied by the smell of dust. The sky is gray.
There is only one restaurant within about five kilometers of the surrounding area. That restaurant sells wine and food, but the food is not very good. The main thing is a kind of big buns, which cost five yuan or eight yuan a piece. They are huge and bigger than I have a big face. It’s stuffed with leek meat vermicelli. You’ll be full after just one, and there’s free rice porridge.
The excavator was squirming back and forth there. I didn’t know what it was shoveling, and there was a bang-dong-dong sound coming from nowhere. In the empty factory, there were only seven or eight people in one workshop. Everyone was there.
Lazily, using fish-like movements, slow movements, and expressionless expressions, they went about the day without saying a word. At noon, everyone was smiling and playing poker together.
At that moment, I felt like a gargoyle came to life.
I saw that the work in their hands was basically untouched, and we students didn't have much to do. Some of the enthusiastic and enthusiastic people came over and asked, "Is there anything we can do?" and were met with indifference.
The reply was "Don't cause trouble".
Nothing works.
So the students laughed and laughed together to play who was the undercover, and some went to play FGO, Onmyoji, and Honkai Impact 3. But because there was no traffic, most of them just tried it. There were only shouts in the empty factory, as if they just changed
Playing games in one place. I was reading the II Chronicles at the time, starting from the first volume to the fourth volume.
The school said that if we want to after graduation, we can be sent directly to the factory. We can work here directly.
——Thump thump thump.
I felt a great fear at that time.
There is a smell of death. It is not death in life, but in spirit. It makes people breathless. Compared with the flesh and blood factory, I am more afraid of this kind of life where the spirit will slowly decay.
I realized very clearly that if I worked here, I might not be able to write anything at night. But something sprouted in my heart, telling me that life should not be so sinking.
I have endured pain. But that is not because I can endure it, but because I can see hope in it. I can see the meaning of life, which is to fight - to fight in order to no longer suffer.
He who has endured pain cannot endure decay. Just like he cannot put salt on a wound.
Since then, I have written "Player Super Justice".
Not to vent, but to praise - the more afraid I am, the more I want to sing praises. The world asks me for pain and wants me to sing in return. So I praise the beauty of life, love and hope. Because I always long for it.
With an upward spirit, yearning for better.
The player's performance is very good. But I also feel a kind of fear of stopping, because the player has squeezed me out. I write with all my heart, but the light that can come out is only this.
So I calmed down and sought new progress in this book. There are nine volumes in total, and I tried nine different plot structures and different writing methods. The three volumes that I am most satisfied with are Meteor, Caged Bird and Core and Shell, and Exposed
The ones that have caused the most problems are day bones, flower touch, and amber. But whether I am satisfied or dissatisfied, they will all become my nourishment.
As long as you write it, it will not be wasted.
Brilliant brilliance, like sparks and flying birds.
It's always up, always.
Tower's subscription performance is only half of that of players, but fortunately the copyright potential is relatively strong. Moreover, this book was nominated for the Galaxy Award for "Most Adaptation Potential Award" and "Best Online Science Fiction Award", so it is no longer a loss.
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With all the income from towers and players, including copyrights, I have now completely paid off my mortgage. Starting from scratch, I have my own fully paid house, and I can finally relax. Although it is only a third- and fourth-tier small city, I
I think this is still something to be proud of.
Okay, that’s it for this book. Let me rest for more than a month and then come back.
My body can no longer bear it anymore, and I have started coughing non-stop in the past few days. I am afraid that bronchiolitis will be with me for the rest of my life. I also had a toothache a few days ago, and I have endured it for two weeks. After that, I have to first
Go get a tooth pulled, and then adjust your schedule. If you have time, you can live stream the game on Ah B. This is also a source of information.
Take a good rest for a month, and then start writing the manuscript for the new book in May.
The pair of themes of "Light and Mirror" and "Madman and Hero" are over. The new book is a new set of stories with the theme of "The Sun". It can be regarded as an amber story, although it is not standard. Because I still plan to read it in it.
Incorporating some new things. But overall, it is a light-hearted story. The theme of the tower is too gloomy. I almost feel depressed when I write it... It’s time to write something light-hearted to heal myself.
The release time of the new book is May 21. It is both my love and Xiaoman, which is very auspicious.
Why is Xiaoman very auspicious? Because my name is Xiaoman (
Everyone, we will see you with the new book then. I hope to see you again.