Reverend Insanity

There was a year of famine, with no food for the people, only grass roots and cannibalism, which left many people starving to death. The news was quickly reported to the palace, and the emperor sat high and heard the performance, greatly confused. The “kind” emperor meditated and came up with a solution: “People are hungry. Why not eat porridge? ”

In our lives, there will always be that part of us who, on the face of it, seem kind, who understands others, but they don't.

I have been taking my daughter-in-law to Nanjing every day for medical treatment, although it is a minor problem, but the treatment process is cumbersome. Take the train in the morning and come back in the afternoon. Sometimes trains don't have seats yet, they might have to stand for over an hour. Or do a car drive home for longer.

It's really tiring, imagine your own long journey, imagine your own long journey by car or train, and imagine spreading the process to a month, doing it every day.

Writing is therefore in poor condition.

I've said hello a long time ago, but many people still don't understand it. Or they feel they understand.

A few days ago, I lost another day because of a mistake. I have explained what happened, and I apologize. I did make a mistake. In fact, the manuscript has been placed in the backend of the starting point, but the regular updates are not set. It happened that there was an emergency one night, and I came home late, and someone started cursing my father and my mother.

At that time, the sophistication was not updated.

At the same time, I was wondering, what caused this? How do I deal with this?

The next day I announced a 100-year hiatus, and all the updates were accidental.

And then I started one more day, one more day, two more days, three more days.

I found that those who scolded my father and my mother disappeared and stopped messing around. There's even some noise and noise in the book review area. On the face of it, it's a question of renewal, but essentially?

Isn't it an accident that I've suspended it for a hundred more years and kept it updated for so many days? Sometimes more. Isn't this an accident bigger than the other day?

Why are these people not messing around because of these accidents? And what about Daddy?

Someone will immediately say, "This is because your author has been updated. ”

Yeah, it's updated. But essentially?

It was an accident, too. Why can't these people generalize?

It's because what I do is in their interest!

So this part of the people, they look kind, they understand people, they support me, they just support their interests. These “supports” are not true understandings of your author's suffering, they are just as “kind” as the emperor.

Some of the readers complained these days, saying, "Maniac, you have gone too far, and for the sake of a small group of people, it affects everyone to read." I think you're upset.

I'm here to say, "How did I hurt everyone to read?" I said a hundred more years. When did I stop?

This part of the population is also complaining in their own interest and is not really trying to understand me.

Absolutely.

I know it's human nature, it's normal. I write, you read, why do I have to force you to understand me? You're an author, just a writer. Who am I? Friends, family? Huh.

This is normal, of course, and I accept it. In fact, I never force anyone to understand me.

But what I can't accept is that cursing my father, cursing my mother, talking dirty!!!

Why should my parents be scolded for writing and selling books?

If you sell something in the mall, will you let your parents get scolded?

I wrote a book, put a lot of effort into it, put a lot of time into it, put a lot of work into it, and I got good results. I sell books, a thousand words, a few cents, a chapter looks down at a few cents, maybe even less than a cigarette.

You open a cigarette hotel, someone buys a cigarette, you tell someone you can buy it tomorrow when it's out of stock, or you can buy it from someone else. At this time, customers yell and insult you and your family. How do you feel?

I'm sure you don't like it, and neither do I.

I tell you, nobody's gonna like it. Everybody's gonna hate it!

I don't like it, I'm gonna say it.

Why am I writing? It's about fulfilling your dreams and making money to support your family.

It's life!

It's not survival.

In this world, some people survive, some live.

I'm the latter.

I'm looking for a quality life, a comfortable life. I didn't mean to insult you.

I'm not laughing, I'm just a book seller. I'm not some idol, you yelled at me for having to take it, worried about dropping the powder.

For me, dust is dust. Subscribe, favorite, dump.

What does it matter?

A few years ago, when I wrote The Magic Man, I didn't think about making money. If I wanted to make money, I wouldn't have this update, and I wouldn't have written about it at all.

This is because unlike others, my main purpose in writing is to write the book itself, and making money is incidental and secondary.

I wrote many books before The Magic Man, and I have proudly proclaimed many times: every book is finished and I have never been a eunuch!

That is an indisputable fact.

Perhaps many do not understand the true meaning of this fact.

And that's —— I don't care what book I write, no matter how good it is, whether it sells or not, I've written all the concepts in my mind.

What would I do if I wrote a book and I was on my way to making money?

The Magic Man has been continuously updated for several years until recently to reveal some achievements that give me hope and possibilities to do this full-time.

I personally am interested, because it is likely to be a lifestyle that has always been of high quality.

But even if I were a full-time student, would I change my mind and write exclusively with money?

I'm looking for a quality life, money is secondary.

My idea of money is that poverty kills people, and wealth kills people. I can eat abalone sea cucumber, and I can eat porridge.

When I was a child, I had a hard life, and I was not afraid of having a hard life in the future.

Now that I have a son, I don't have the idea of most parents trying to give him a rich life. If he's talented and can support his aspirations, he can earn his own money. Why do you need my money? If he lacks talent, giving him more money will also fail him. His shortcomings will be amplified by too much money.

Wealth is a good thing, but poverty alleviation is also beneficial.

Ten thousand steps back, I really can't write in the future, I really can't feed myself and my family, I'm going out to find a job? Can't I feed myself and my wife and children when I'm growing up?

So I'm not going to take this sack of gas.

I don't write books for sale to get angry.

As for this part of the reader who curses his father and his mother, I am here to tell you: "I will not sell you the Book of the Truth!"

Here's a word for you: get lost!

Two words: get lost!

Three words: speed roll!

Four words: scram!

Five words: gray roll!

(After writing this paragraph, I counted it carefully and found that my math was still good.

Perhaps someone will ask you, Magic Man, if you're too pretentious. That's not good. Look at the gods, they don't even pretend like you do. How can you pretend like this?

So I'm telling you: I don't usually play the game, I'm not good at the game, but I must play the game today!

One is because people are pretending to compare me, I trick people into throwing Peach Lee. I sell books, not laughs. My smile is for a friend! Here comes a friend, I give a smile, the enemy comes, I raise a knife gun and a sword!

Second, I am different from many authors, because of my pursuit, I am not in the same mood. If I'm in a bad mood, how can I write a book? I can't write a good book.

Third, I pretend to be this one today. There's no such thing as "Ho De Ho" or "Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho".

And I also want to ask you, "How can those who scold their father and their mother do that?"

Just because they buy my book, “support” me, can they insult me, insult my family?

Gentlemen, what have you seen with such a group, saying, "I support you, and curse your father and your mother?"

This group of people still have a common illness, it just feels like: "I support you like this, I'm very dedicated, I've lost a lot, what's wrong with me cursing you? I'm good for you too!

So this “support” in my eyes is not support at all! I don't want this kind of “support"!

I repeat: I do not sell people like you to write books, books of the past, books of the present, books of the future. Don't look!

Actually, that's what I wrote. Why did you come and read my book? There are so many other great books, go see others.

This chapter of mine is also a confession book, and I believe it's important for my entire writing career.

Perhaps this part of you will be very upset and very upset to see today's chapter.

I'm sorry, it's not my main purpose to upset you. It's just incidental.

One last question...

I don't sell books, I don't laugh!