Hidden Assassin

I woke up yesterday afternoon, an overnight time code of about 16,000 words or so. After the killing, I should be tired, but I slept an hour and woke up again. Sleepless, this is my first finished novel, two years before and after, two million words, many authors I know have opened several books, I have written several times the amount of words, I still have a little bit of a tangle, especially after volume seven, little by little to pull out what I want to write. Now that it's finally over, it's hard to tell what it feels like.

Let's start at the end, say it slowly, say it as much as you can, say it over, maybe you can sleep.

First of all, the ending wasn't perfect - it was different from the image I had imagined in my mind, but it wasn't a bad tail, it wasn't as bad as a bad tail.

I wrote a book without an outline —— no written outline —— and I've talked about it more than once, so at some point when I wrote something that wasn't what was predicted in the minds of some people, and it wasn't accepted by them, they would say, "I must have wanted to finish in a hurry, or in a hurry like that, I wrote something that was extraneous, something that wasn't supposed to be there, something that started a long time ago. When Liu Zheng died, he probably said I had nothing left to write about, murdered people indiscriminately, and when the tumor broke up, he said that I was rushing to finish the entire article. The controversy at the end of volume 7 was the most controversial. In the summary of volume 7, I said that the image in my head was only to Jiaming's memories at the beach, and some people said that my volume 8 was to make money for word count. At the end, I said that I was temporarily interested, because there were still a lot of unreported Something...

Instead, these things, the outline has always been clear, and in terms of details, I always start thinking about how to step on people and how to cause orgasms.

Well, complain, it's actually complaining. Some people say that I am a writer who writes purely for myself, and I am totally unaffected by the reader. I sometimes pretend that I am, but I'm not. I'm actually very susceptible to comments. I've done fine tuning on many sections of the bridge, so I don't change the plot at all, because I know, as soon as I change it, I'm done.

The end of hidden killings has been imagined many times, although not the best in execution, where is the problem, because of the elimination of some fighting scenes that should belong to Jia Ming luminous, which is actually related to my attitude and positioning since volume 8.

The eighth volume of Hidden Kills is a sublimation to the plot of the first seven volumes. Okay, I know that sublimation is a compliment, and I use it as if I were a princess selling melons, but positionally, sublimating the first seven volumes. Whether Volume 8 succeeds or not, whether or not it has improved over the previous seven volumes, it is difficult for me to make accurate perceptions, because Volume 8 and Volume 7 are two different forms, some people don't even need this sublimation of Volume 8, they just need the first seven volumes - or the first six volumes of ease and warmth to make a relaxing one.

For example, some people will think that I can't find the first seven volumes in Volume 8, if it fails, and some people will say that in Volume 8, hidden killing really raises a level, and there is no difference between taste and demand, the difference is just who I'm positioning for.

The first seven volumes of Hidden Hidden is a simple thing, we can see that that thing can laugh without heart and lungs, even if it doesn't need too thick a pad and a backdrop, relaxed, warm still their appearance, but the eighth volume is dependent on the first seven volumes to survive, without the first seven volumes, there is no eighth volume, I try to constantly provoke people's emotions in the eighth volume, let everyone look back, must combine the memories of the first seven volumes to make sense of these things.

Let me think about what I'm mainly writing about: living quietly in Vienna, listening to the truth when I get home quietly, what she said to Julian, “I really want to see him”, “He's my man”, the pain of breathing, “We're all fools” in Sha Sha, Yahan's best winter, “Cherry blossoms” in perfume, Heidi's crying. That's basically it.

Look, these are sad plots, but are they orgasms, the light that condenses the plot of the whole book, and there's no point in writing? Word count? No, but it didn't work out, I didn't have the bottom line, August Fire, no matter how many people blame me me, I can say that I did well, but I didn't have confidence in the success of these plots, the subscription didn't drop, but I don't know if it was because of the inertia since August Fire or if I really expressed these, many people reading books at the beginning don't need this reflection, so I can't be sure how many audiences there are.

One plot is popularization, Jiaming is reunited with quiet and sand, but I failed, although it seems bad now, but I actually failed, it is completely different from the reunion I imagined. From the beginning, I understood that I was a small-time person, and I kept trying to challenge the big scene and constantly fail, the maritime danger city, the bloody carnival, the hunt for the Count, and even the reunion, all of which failed, and the only one that tended to succeed was the August Fire.

After the failure of the reunion, I didn't actually arrange a big fight to shine light on Jia Ming in the reservation. Oh, come back and say, actually, there is. What is Volume 10? I enjoyed watching articles about biochemical crises or waste soil, and the writer wrote very smoothly, and I watched "Night 30", a vampire film, so I imagined, if Jiaming had traveled in a closed town with quiet and sand, what would have happened if Vampire Bull B haunted and drove the town into silence, and people were turned into puppets, and Jiaming had a knife in his hand to protect quiet and sand?

I was going to use a whole volume of this stuff, and it didn't need to say anything, it didn't need to push anything, just because I like an image like Jiaming right now, a personality, I put him in an environment, and then the whole story about fighting and killing. You can fantasize about the August fire, you can fantasize about simplicity, chopping people, demolishing houses, chopping melons, flying heads. Oh, it's exciting to think about it, but I really want to write down the control and writing power I need, and I don't know if I can make it for you to see in ten years.

In short, for various reasons, the idea was abandoned.

Talk about treasure trees and vegetarians.

I told people a long time ago that in the time when the diary was bitter, I was thinking about opening a new book, and one of the ideas that came along with Hidden Kills, I made a choice between the two ideas, and finally I chose Hidden Kills, and the other idea was "Trees, Trees," which describes the natural evolution.

What is this book supposed to look like? An innocent child stands under the roof in a rainy box with a monster, and the child walks with her every day. It is strange to see the child walking in the city with the box, but no one knows the truth. The child's living conditions were not good, he had enormous power, but he did not use it to seize things that did not belong to him. He lived happily and happily ever after, wetting himself with his monster companions. He stood under the roof and was half wet. Behind him was a high-end cafe, through glass windows, where people were almost two worlds with him, and he would envy him, but he would not lose his way, he would not feel more noble than anyone else. That's a picture.

Simple words are the monster in his box. In the end, the ugly duck will of course turn into a white swan. The prince kissed the frog, and the frog became a princess. So when I introduced the concept of the natural evolutionist into the Hidden Kill, one day, he and the simplistic truths will inevitably emerge.

The power hierarchy of natural evolution is so far apart from the hierarchy of hidden worlds that if they are to show up without breaking the balance, I can only put it at the end of the day, with a shocking appearance, a glimpse of the spectre, and then leave without appearing again. It all came to an end a long time ago. That's the way it was. I left a pen a long time ago. For example, Simple appeared for the first time. She knew Jiaming, why didn't you go to Jiaming's trouble? No one can guess the simple phrase. Oh, “turns out you saw my prototype.” Because she felt that she was impersonating herself, she was ashamed to face Jia Ming... and Hiroki Twilimura said she was offended that the whole of Japan couldn't carry the simple words, and also because she was behind Xie Baoshu, who ran off to Japan with an atomic bomb to throw it, two people fought, then Yuki won, but Kimura convinced him that the natural evolutionist should not talk about himself as Superman.

What else should the ending say? In fact, it has been explained, everyone has their own place, and this place has been somewhat perfect. As for whether Oriental Wan slept with Jiaming or not, I really don't know. Both ways seem good and bad. Did Heidi eventually take Jiaming from her mother? I don't know whether Kaori was secretly with Jiaming? I don't know. If you ask me to make a promise, I will say to you, "At last, they all live in happiness, and for those who have been separated, they are no longer happy."

If you want to clearly see Jia Ming push everyone down, and then see it as a perfect ending, that's impossible, not to say that this might not happen, but I can't write, I only have so much power, how does the backhouse in the urban novel reconcile itself, how many chapters did I use to conquer Yahan MM? I did my best, to that extent, that's enough. How can I guarantee that if I push everyone down so clearly, so much confusion, that you will feel that Jiamin is not really trying? For example, why did Heidi, Marilyn, and Kelly's portrayal end after Heidi cried the most flashing scene? Jia Ming turned between the three women one afternoon, no one refused, I wrote down every word of him, what would you think of him? Not to say that Jia Minghua, Jia Minghua didn't, but I didn't have enough pen power, I wrote it in detail, and it might give you the illusion, so I skipped it, because Heidi's crying is the central tear scene, and it's written down, OK.

The article can't be written to death, and this ending, just to close the line, is in place.

At the beginning of Volume 8, the plot center was basically not put on the fight, to go to Japan, Europe to converge the character clues, some people have resentment about the death of Yushoki in the hands of the treasure tree, why he died quickly, in the end, I did not set the concept of big BOSS.

There is nothing left to defeat. I love the character of this character, I pay tribute to paranoia, because there are many things I can't do, even if you're paranoid and want to destroy the world, you can do it hard, and I will respect you, of course, to live, I will certainly stand opposite you. I wanted to arrange a conversation for them, but then I thought about whether the conversation was possible or not. The character of Mighty Shouxi had already been demonstrated in that conversation he had had with his father, and he was already in hell.

I've been thinking a lot about the last chapter, and if you put it in a movie scene, the bandits rush out, there's chaos around you, the cameras pull up, we see the whole city, we see the past, the future, the time flies, and then the cameras press down, and the noise around them goes up again, and Oriental Road tells the bandits, "You've got the wrong guy.” The screen goes dark, the robbers scream, then load the guns, and then there's the silence, and we can tell from the murmurs around us that it's still in a mix of chaos and tension. Finally, there was a sigh from home outside the screen: “You really caught the wrong person...” The movie END, the lights on, finally went out.

What I imagine is this scene, why this sentence, because Hidden from beginning to end, his plot of pretending to be B and pretending to be a pig eating a tiger, all exist based on this sentence: “You really caught the wrong person...”

The purpose of this chapter is probably to bring up the corner of the book again, to remind you of something that might have happened, that's all.

There is a hasty problem, although everything is developing according to the set clues, but it is undeniable that I wrote here causing a tremendous fatigue, I tried to push the plot forward, whether subconsciously or everything, there is definitely a hasty problem, but there is no such thing as a bad tail, and even if my mentality improves, I don't think it's possible for me to change this, join in some struggle? Talk or lengthen? There's no need, that's all.

Something trivial from the beginning, nothing seems to have happened. The first seven volumes were probably finished before, and the words about the eighth volume to the end are basically already here. Oh, there's one thing that everyone cares about, and there's going to be a posterior about hidden killings in the future, and I'm going to estimate tens of thousands of words, and look at the mother and father in a naughty way in a few years or ten years, and this group of people, they already have some ideas, but for a short time, they probably won't write, just have a plan like this.

Hide the book, I give myself sixty percent.

Then there is the next book, a lot of ideas, currently tentatively an urban alien energy project, transformed into a concept of "Treasure Tree, Treasure Tree", a story of a doll-faced man as a natural evolutionist, although also pure, is not quite consistent with the perfectly orderly and kind character of Xie Bao Tree, has made some changes to the ability of natural evolutionists, still adheres to the warm urban route, wears funny, messy dressing pigs to eat tigers, after touching the world of alien fighting, try to maintain the hidden style.

Then…… there is one thing I really want to say…

There was always a picture in my mind. When I was in elementary school, in a second-floor civil school building, the classroom was very small, the glass was broken a little. It was dark and the lights were on and it was bright. After the heavy rain, I looked through the window and could see clearly the droplets on the wires pulled between several buildings. A bird landed on the wires and the wind blew in the windows. The whole world is clear as water.

I've never seen anything as clear as that.

It could be that my vision is getting worse, it could be that my mind is getting more complicated, and if I think of this as a symbol, I've always wanted to express it and fuse it into any kind of thing, which is the ultimate I want to carve out.

How to put it, I never thought of online literature as a method of engraving whispering traditional literature, I hated the idea of distinction, whatever the vector, literary significance was in expression, there was no difference between online literature and traditional literature.

Well, I'm still a literary young man.

You can disagree with me, I'm not pure, I can't go on, I'll compromise, I'll go backwards, but to the extent that I can, I still want to stick with something, try to stick with it a little bit. Someone asked me how much money I earned from hidden kills, which is actually not much. Especially after the update slows down, make sure it's full. If you speed up, of course, the income will come. Someone told me that you're forcing yourself to fight 61 million words a day, regardless of the quality that goes out, anyway, the word count is enough. I can't do it now, maybe one day, but before then you have to struggle.

To be able to accompany and support readers who are hidden here, I must say thank you, thank you very much. The plot of Volume 7 was the most tangled part of me. Subscriptions dropped after I broke up, and I prepared for further declines. However, after Volume 7, although there were abusive and noisy, subscriptions rose, which proved that I insisted on at least some things right, and thus allowed me to go further.

Of course, the new book shouldn't make such intense and dangerous bridges anymore. I actually insist on entertainment and fun. For some plots of resistance, I am lower than the average person. Seeing the green hat plot is afraid of being depressed for a few days, eating poorly, seeing a female character killed will immediately abandon any book of the author. I want to write a book that entertains me and entertains everyone, just like I did when I started writing.

Thank you again for your support for the hidden killings, basically… I'll see you in my next book.

After writing these, you can probably sleep peacefully.