Chapter 71 Sanjiang's Reflections

Sanjiang this Sunday at noon.

This is my first time to Sanjiang after I wrote nearly 5 million words of books on Qidian and Mouqie.

There are so many things I want to say.

Ever since I started writing the flop book "Starting from Crosstalk" in 2019, I have been fantasizing about the day when I would go to Sanjiang, and the day when I would be able to write a speech about Sanjiang like other authors.

It has been five years, almost six years.

I finally got God's favor.

In fact, it can be seen from this that I have no talent for writing books.

There are so many authors whose first book was published on Sanjiang, whose first book was a masterpiece, and whose first book received 10,000 subscriptions...

When I see them, I often sigh that they are a reward from God.

Then he put away his jealousy and envy, and continued to type silently with a sense of loss.

Later, I wrote "This Martial Saint Only Wants to Be an Official"

At that time, it was my first time to grasp the crude use of foreshadowing.

At the same time, a fleeting thought arose in my mind: "Can I write a book full of foreshadowing? Can I write a book that will shock readers every time I reveal the foreshadowing?"

Then the second thought was to shake my head and laugh at myself.

"How is that possible? I'm not a genius, nor do I have any special talents bestowed by God. I'm just a street urchin, a stray dog ​​on the roadside, a simple clown."

Ever since "Martial Saint" flopped, I definitely thought about starting a new book.

That is April this year.

I submitted my article with great anticipation.

I was rejected nearly twenty times.

Revise and rewrite again and again.

It lasted for two months.

No, it's rubbish, no one can understand it.

I remember that after my last submission failed, I didn’t sleep that night and sat in front of the mirror in the living room for a while.

Looking at the extremely sloppy self in the mirror.

A sentence came to my mind:

"It's true, stray dogs, trash, clowns."

Because the family business failed at that time, his father was in debt of 2 million.

My mother didn't want to be talked about at home, so she left her hometown and went to Shanghai alone to work in a nursing home to take care of the elderly, earning 6,000 yuan a month.

My child was just born.

Although I don't have to worry about my father's debts, I still have to pay for every penny my child spends.

Although I was dual-opened at the time, my royalties totaled less than 5,000 yuan, which was not enough to cover my expenses.

My wife is at home taking care of the children and has no income.

Everything in the house is financed by my wife's last savings.

I feel bad every time her savings go down.

Sometimes I joke with her: Don’t you regret following me and falling into this quagmire of mine?

When she heard it, she would frown and come over to hit me angrily with her child in her arms.

I always beg for mercy.

Afterwards, she would huff and puff and change the baby’s diaper.

I went to change it in dejected mood.

At night, she was still thinking about this matter.

She whispered in my ear that she believed in me and that she was willing to give me time...

I turned over with my back to her and pretended to be asleep.

But my heart was choked with sobs and I didn't know what to say.

She is only 24 years old...

My mother called and said that the nursing home provided food and accommodation, and she didn't need much money on a regular basis. She helped my father repay 3,000 yuan a month, and the remaining 3,000 yuan was of no use to her, so she gave it to me.

I wanted to refuse.

But I saw that my wife’s eyes were a little red.

And my children...

He was just born and his eyes were full of ignorance.

He was still wearing the cheapest wet diaper...

I don't know how to refuse.

The above is not to gain sympathy, it’s just because I have no one to talk to in reality, and no one is willing to listen to me say these words. I want to say it, and I can only say it to you. I hope you don’t find me annoying.

In October.

I submitted my last draft.

This time I have a new editor, good luck to Group 9.

This time I voted for "My Father is a Confucian Sage"

I sewed together all the rejected manuscripts and made a beginning.

Passed.

I was ecstatic at that time.

I thought, even if no one reads it, I will continue to write, because there will be a full attendance bonus of 1,500 yuan per month for the first three months after it is put on the shelves on Qidian.

In this way, I can open three businesses and earn more in a month!

That night, I happily began to prepare the outline.

At that moment, an idea suddenly popped into my mind, which was something I had secretly fantasized about last year.

"Can I write a book full of foreshadowing? Can I write a book where every time I reveal a foreshadowing, the reader's heart will be shocked?"

As soon as these words came out, I couldn't control the restlessness in my heart.

Thus, there is "My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior"

Although many things are still handled very roughly.

Although many things are still not well grasped.

But I watched the collection in the background increase day by day.

An epiphany began to dawn on me.

I'm not on the wrong path! I'm on the right path.

So this book has continued to this day.

At the same time, I promise that after the book is put on the shelves, I will update it with no less than 10,000 words a day, not only for everyone, but also for my wife and children.

Finally, I need to explain the Confucianism and Taoism in the book.

What I have set up is that Confucianism and Taoism are invincible at the same level, no matter if they are facing demons, alien races, or any other cultivation systems, they are invincible at the same level, and can even kill those above their level.

This is a very perverted setting, and it cannot be without weaknesses.

Therefore, the righteous spirit of Confucian practitioners can only affect the martial arts aura of warriors, but cannot affect their physical strength.

The reason for this situation is that in ancient times, the demons were rampant and the demon king at that time was invincible in the world.

The human race is in danger and may perish at any time.

What should a martial artist do if he can't defeat the demons?

At this time, the Confucian sage stood up. He targeted the demon clan, established his own destiny, and founded Confucianism.

The physical strength of Confucian and Taoist monks was sacrificed in exchange for the lethality of Confucian and Taoist righteousness against alien races.

At the same time, we must also take into account not harming the warriors who are also fighting for the human race on the battlefield.

So, this is why Confucianism and Taoism have little influence on warriors.

Finally, with the joint efforts of Confucian saints and warriors, the human race survived the crisis of extinction.

This is what I understand as Confucianism. For the sake of humanity, one can ignore one's own abnormalities.

I've read other Confucian and Taoist books, and I always feel like they're just cultivating immortality under the guise of Confucianism and Taoism...

Of course, this is definitely related to the fact that I don’t watch much.

In fact, the above is a spoiler, but in order not to affect everyone's reading, I will say it here first.

Because a lot of people are complaining about how a great scholar was poisoned...

Why not talk about how the great scholar dealt with the demon tribe so decisively?

Both are fourth rank, and they can kill the demon tribe in one move... It's abnormal! !

Of course, the protagonist does not have this limitation.

When he encounters monsters and other races, or even the Xuanzhensi, Taoism, Buddhism, etc., he can suppress them with Confucianism and Taoism.

If I meet a martial artist, I also know some boxing techniques.

This is the key point.

Finally, let me talk about my favorite character in the book.

First, Zhang Lun. He is too pure.

Second, Dad.

Third: [This ranking is in no particular order] Aunt Lin, Sai Chuxue, Qin Wanyue, An Shiyi, and the Beauty of the South Sea...

The last of all.

Thanks to the editor for good luck.

Thanks to my good brother, who has two pen names.

One is called Aihechencu.

One of them is called Fa Cai Jushi.

(Key point!!)

I am really grateful to him. He was my mentor in writing books. He told me everything and answered whatever I asked. He is a great man.

Recommend all my brother's books!!

I hope everyone will support my brother!!

(End of this chapter)