Family members, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief as I finish writing this.

I've finally finished writing a rough, crude, complete story.

I originally planned to stick to the 5,000-word limit.

Then I thought about it, and realized that Yan Zu, and possibly female readers like Yi Fei, were reading too fast.

I took a deep breath and finished writing it.

When I first published my book with 100,000 words, some industry veterans had already said that my book's sales figures were terrible.

Original quote: To put it bluntly, it's terrible and outrageous.

I'm stubborn, the kind of person who won't turn back until I hit a brick wall.

finally--

This proves his point—

You're right.

The boss truly lives up to his reputation.

Unfortunately, I can't upload the pictures here. I'll post them on my WeChat official account under the same pseudonym.

Including myself, I'll also upload a rough outline of this book here. Feel free to follow me if you're interested.

I wrote 600,000 words without missing a single day, and I usually posted them around noon or 5 or 6 pm.

Limited capabilities.

It wasn't written well.

For example.

It's like asking a half-baked person to catch fish with a tattered fishing net.

The net was cast and a considerable number were caught.

When they pulled it up, they found that all the fish had escaped through the hole.

A hole in the fishing net is equivalent to a weak plot.

A half-baked fisherman is practically invisible.

The debut was like water teeming with fish, and then it took off.

After their debut, it was like pulling a fishing net across the water, and they all ran away.

Tsk!

[Author's Closing Remarks]

About ten years ago, when I read novels, I wasn't very picky about the books.

I often watch it all in one go.

It's common to find that many authors, upon finishing a novel, will write some inexplicable reflections.

That is, a short essay.

Now I've become a half-baked author.

I finally understand.

Just like when you travel, no matter where you are in an unfamiliar place, you always have to take photos!

To summarize, this book has some shortcomings.

First, I overestimated myself.

I always feel that what I write is different from what others do.

They can't figure themselves out.

That's so damn pretentious.

Unfortunately, reality dealt it a harsh blow, slapping it hard.

The inspiration comes from the Tomato Girls' Channel rankings, where several books feature young people who transmigrate into becoming mothers.

There are even grandmothers among them.

The contrast in their character designs is quite humorous.

Most of them started in rural areas.

It has a very strong visual and immersive feel.

For example, harvesting wheat in the height of summer, catching crickets, cuckoos returning home from school, and small puddles in the yard after a rain.

Wearing slippers, splashing and playing in puddles, the sound of roosters crowing in the morning, and the rising smoke from cooking fires.

The aroma of steamed buns and rendered pork fat filled the air... Squatting on the ground, they picked at their bowls and chopsticks, eating steamed buns, rice, and noodles.

Of course, there's also the terrifying gathering place at the village entrance where elderly women gather, and even stray dogs passing by have to tuck their tails in and curl them up tightly.

I grew up in the countryside.

Perhaps it's because I'm getting older, but I've lost my youthful spirit.

Once people start to become jaded, they begin to recall some of the most profound memories.

Therefore, I created a scenario where a young person opens their eyes and becomes a father unexpectedly, and I set the age to thirty-five.

It's very subtle, especially that remark from the person addressed as "Grandpa."

It broke their defenses on the spot.

Yes, I set the age to 35. I'm coming clean; I'm satirizing the distorted environment of the current job market.

In my hometown, gas station employees are required to be under 35 years old, and even street vendors hiring clerks prefer to be young.

Moreover, most of them do not have social security.

Tsk!

Sometimes, I feel that living... is really hard.

Perhaps the best solution is to find a factory job while you're still relatively young, pay the minimum social insurance, and struggle to make ends meet.

Don't overthink it.

Chen Xian: "Shh! Don't say anything that's detrimental to unity. Who do you think you are?"

Compared to other countries where people suffer from hunger, Odbiao travels hundreds of kilometers a day, carrying 300 kilograms of bananas, and earns only a few dozen yuan a day.

Chinese people, as long as they endure hardship and work like beasts of burden, putting in overtime and non-stop, can actually earn a decent income.

Me: "Quickly stop your supernatural powers. Stop talking."

Second, it's not user-friendly enough; the old problems have resurfaced, and it's not enjoyable enough.

There's been too much rambling and preamble.

It lacks a system, has many flaws, and is full of unreasonable aspects.

Although some people dislike the system.

But to be honest, having a system can actually avoid many problematic points and illogical aspects.

For example, the inexplicable use of star anise, bay leaves, and other ingredients in braised pork.

III. I can't find the comments anymore. About ten chapters into the book, a reader commented, "It's nothing, ten pounds of meat can't even spin in the pot." Yes, that's absolutely true. He's right. I just typed that out casually while writing.

He even advised me to find a security guard job so I could write and create at the same time. In real life, I'd definitely be a self-righteous person who's neither good enough for high-level jobs nor good enough for low-level ones.

Indeed, he is absolutely right.

Compared to the monotonous and tedious 12-hour work in the factory.

I really might not be able to stay up all night.

High labor intensity.

I'll work there for a few days, then I'll probably run away.

I'd rather go out and deliver a few orders to sell out and earn a few dozen yuan. I like freedom and I don't like being constrained or managed.

I'd rather earn less money than have social security; I just want freedom.

Although security guards sometimes have to work overnight, sometimes for ten or more hours.

At the very least, the intensity of labor has been reduced.

besides.

Young people who aren't even that young usually feel ashamed and quit after a while.

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