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- As soon as the story started, Johnson's writing was half stuck.
But even if it was difficult, he still gritted his teeth and persisted.
The matter of code words is like this, it is impossible to guarantee good condition all the time. However, the rules of the industry itself are doomed. Regardless of the author's status, he must deliver on time. Otherwise, for most normal writers, not updating the lost things will definitely be far worse than a certain chapter. Come more and more.
And from the perspective of objective laws, the writing status itself is a false proposition.
Because the state itself needs to be stimulated through continuous self-improvement. According to Jiang Sen's experience, the effect of writing bad stuff to stimulate the state is actually much more efficient than the method of "waiting for a state" that thinks it is "very much like a writer". And as far as web articles are concerned, it is also a kind of respect for other readers. Even if you write badly and get scolded for a few sentences, it is much better than "If you don't update this month, ask for a monthly ticket". After all, writing and performing arts are the same thing. Spending money to read books and then swearing at people is the natural right of every reader. Of course, on the other hand, deleting posts and banning words is also a right granted to writers by the website.
It is nothing more than the complete dissolution of the supply and demand relationship after the two parties operate each other in this way.
Do business, buy and sell freely, willing to fight and suffer.
This has been the case in any industry throughout the ages.
It's just that Internet literature has magnified and made this phenomenon public.
It was painful and difficult for Jiang Sen to write, but at around 12 o'clock, he sent Wei Mianzi the second chapter of the new book, which was also 4,000 words long. For five hours in the morning, I only wrote 8,000 words, which is not a bit slower than before.
But this speed, in Jiang Sen's view, is actually the norm.
In his previous life, he was almost at this level.
Now it's just back to normal.
After finishing the work, Jiang Sen called the boss, and after a while, lunch was served. Two packs of instant noodles are soaked into a bowl, and eggs and ham sausage are added. The cost is about five yuan, and the boss said that it will cost ten yuan outside. Jiang Sen smiled and said nothing, poured all the soup into his stomach in two or three strokes. After eating, I went to the dirty bathroom of the internet cafe to wash my face, and then sat back on my seat. After closing my eyes and resting for a few minutes, my phone suddenly vibrated. Jiang Sen took it out and saw that it was Lao Kong's call. As soon as he answered the call a little tiredly, he was immediately questioned: "Why did you publish a new book? Didn't you say you won't write it?"
"Alas" Jiang Sen explained all the problems in just one sentence, "They gave me one million, and it has already arrived."
After Lao Kong finished listening, he remained silent for a long time.
After a while, he asked, "Aren't you planning to go to university?"
"Not at all." Jiang Sen said, "We agreed, this is the last book in high school, after finishing this book, I really won't write it. Don't worry, it can be done this semester. I will study hard next semester." of."
"Oh, that's good" Lao Kong nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice with a little worry, "It's not easy for you to come out of the mountains. It took so many years to get out of it. I¡¯m afraid you¡¯re thinking too much. When you¡¯re admitted to university, you¡¯ll have time to earn this money. This one million seems like a lot now, but I now think that you will definitely earn more than this in the future, but the opportunity to go to university is missed. It will be very difficult to turn back. Even if you become famous in the future and can buy a diploma, it will be a different matter from being so dignified now"
"I know, I know." Jiang Sen said, "Don't worry, I'm not self-deprecating. I'm at least working harder than 90% of the students in China. Don't talk about me, what about yourself? Recently How's your body?"
Old Kong was diverted from the topic by Jiang Sen, and replied casually: "The body is fine, take medicine on time, eat and sleep every day."
Jiang Sen asked: "What about it? Have you started writing?"
Old Confucius said: "I'm still thinking about it, now I just think of the beginning."
"Then write it." Jiang Sen said with a smile, "ideas cannot be conceived. Write first and then talk. It takes 100 years to conceive and write 20,000 characters. It's better to conceive and write 10,000 characters in two hours. You first, Be prepared for the worst case of not being able to sign a contract. I have only one request for you, finish the book and don¡¯t give up halfway. And no matter how poor your grades are, you must write seriously. If you can write a million words, just write a million If you can write 2 million words, just write 2 million words. After you finish writing, no matter how bad you write it, you can¡¯t be too bad.¡±
"Two million words?" Lao Kong was a little frightened, and shouted, "I don't know if I can make up two hundred thousand words!"
"Practice first, do what you can." Jiang Sen said, "But I must explain clearly first, after writing two million words.?A brand new era has arrived.
Jiang Sen was indeed exhausted, and it lasted nearly forty minutes.
When he woke up, Luo Beikong's instant noodles had already been eaten, and the empty paper bowl with half a bowl of soup left was put aside, exuding a faint smell of instant noodle seasoning. Luo Beikong was staring at the screen intently, and his left and right hands were skillfully manipulating the paper man on the screen.
Jiang Sen felt that something was wrong, so he moved the mouse hastily, and the automatic screen saver desktop popped up again. When he looked at the time in the lower right corner, it was 3:08, and he was shocked! Hold! It's been almost the whole afternoon? !
He hurried to the bathroom, washed his face again, let himself wake up, and then returned to the computer desk to create a new document. After recalling for seven or eight seconds, he remembered where the last chapter was broken, and hurriedly typed on the keyboard Come.
This time, I feel that the state is a bit back. Of course, the plot is slowly unfolding. The reason why the early stage is over and the narrative perspective is stable. All in all, it is obviously much faster than the morning.
As soon as Luo Beikong finished typing, he turned his head to look at the typing speed of that professional player Jiang Sen. He was slightly shocked to show respect, and immediately turned his attention back to his computer and started the next one.
Around five o'clock, Jiang Sen finished checking Chapter 4 and sent it to Wei Mianzi.
That stupid Wei Mianzi actually said, "Second brother, it's only 160,000 this year, it's a step back."
Jiang Sen was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he didn't even reply, and created another document without stopping.
In one breath, after finishing the fifth chapter, Jiang Sen looked at the time, it was 6:40 in the evening.
The sky outside the house has completely darkened.
"Boss, eat." Jiang Sen shouted hoarsely towards the counter.
This time, it was the proprietress' voice that came from the counter.
"Ohit's the one who paid for it this morning, right?" She walked in and specifically asked Jiang Sendao.
Johnson nodded.
The proprietress immediately said: "There will be no eggs for dinner tonight. I'm not very good at frying. My husband is home."
"Well, it's okay." Jiang Sen was very straightforward.
Luo Beikong took off his earphones, turned his head and asked, "Mazi, are you staying up all night?"
"No." Jiang Sen said, "Mom's physical strength is too much."
While talking, my mind was already dizzy, and then I forced myself to check the manuscript, send it to Wei Mianzi, upload the draft to the QQ mailbox, and then directly shut down the computer, and even my eyes felt a lot better all of a sudden.
By the way It seems that I should buy a bottle of eye drops.
I wore glasses for so long in my previous life, but in this life, these two eyeballs have excellent eyesight, so I can't play with them anymore
Thinking in my heart, the instant noodles for dinner will be served soon.
Jiang Sen finished his meal with a few mouthfuls, greeted Luo Beikong, and left the black Internet cafe leisurely. Coming out of the quiet small building in the residential area, the vegetable market next door is brightly lit at this time, and the evening rush hour is bustling.
Jiang Sen walked into the dimly lit place of fireworks, smelling the smell of rotten vegetables and leaves, he seemed to return to his childhood in the previous life in a trance. Everyone seems to be living happily, but in fact, every household is not easy. Counting with his fingers, maybe the time spent working every day is no less than he is today, right? I get up before 5:00 in the morning to sell vegetables, go to stock up after 2:00 in the afternoon, and it¡¯s dinner time when I get home. I have to pre-process the things that are going to be sold tomorrow, otherwise they won't be sold.
At that time, he thought that in the future, he must learn a craft that can settle down, at least he can no longer live so hard and precariously, so he studied medicine at university. As a result, who would have thought that Gou Ri's study of medicine was even more difficult, and he didn't have much money to be a small doctor after graduation.
Later, when I found the way of codewords, I naively thought that I could use the work of the hospital as a way out. If I can¡¯t write anything in the future, I can go back to work. But this idea is obviously naive.
In fact, the job of coding is the way out. The job in the hospital is tiring, but that is the capital for living and working.
Everyone has left, how can I go back.
Fortunately, God was kind to him. After all, he was lucky. He chose the right path and made some small achievements in code writing.
It's just that at the same time, there is no way out.
Anyone who takes writing as a career, in fact, has no retreat.
There is no other way but to work hard.
Jiang Sen muttered to himself, before he knew it, he walked out of the noisy vegetable market and walked back to school.
Ten minutes later, in the early seven o'clock, he appeared in the self-study classroom again.
Taking out a math test paper, looking at the questions on it that seemed to have gone through reincarnation, Jiang Sen took a slight breath, picked up his pen and started.
The slightly unreal feeling is like living in two completely different worlds in one day.
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Taking out a math test paper, looking at the questions on it that seemed to have gone through reincarnation, Jiang Sen took a slight breath, picked up his pen and started.
The slightly unreal feeling is like living in two completely different worlds in one day.
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