Rise of the Wasteland: Write some thoughts and change your mind

Remember [lnmao.org] in one second, fast update, no pop-up window, free to read ~ IndoMTL.com ~ Some people in the review area said that the ranking list is very watery, and I ca n’t help but say something about the perception of the web market.

Frankly speaking, there are two types of readers for YY Web, Lao Bai and Xiao Bai.

Lao Bai has more requirements, less quantity, and poor consumption ability.

Xiaobai is good at serving, has a large number, and has strong consumption ability.

If you are a writer, who are you willing to serve? This is the case, of course, is waiting for Xiaobai. Simple and easy to make a lot of money, the old way I tried to cater to writing a small white essay the previous year, which has been out of the question, wasting a year, and can only silently continue my own way of writing. It ’s not that I do n’t want to, but I have limited ability to write.

It's been four or five years from one or two years to now. I'm a dog on the street. Someone praised me: You are really tough, you can't do it for me. For such words, I really broke my teeth and swallowed. If I had another way, I would n’t do it. Isn't there no other way?

I used to play games when I came home from work in the past, and I could relax on the weekend. But since the code word has never stopped, work every day. I can only continue on the street.

A friend said that the rhythm of my book is not good, and writing has always been too tight, making people breathless. I admit that I always wanted to change. But a person has to update thousands of words every day, and mistakes and omissions cannot be avoided. I can only say that I tried my best. Someone can remind me, it's fine.

I have always dreamed that if I become a **** that day, I can make a lot of money by updating a few thousand words, and I can go back to the good days of 9 to 5 in the past, but now it seems that this is a dream!

To be honest, I ’m old too, all kinds of embarrassment. I didn't like to tell people before that I was still a little stronger in my heart, so I solved my own problems. But now the road is getting narrower and narrower, I can only talk to my readers, and ask for pity like an old dog by the way!

After the **** is over, I have n’t said anything. I will continue to code words to see if I can make two more chapters today. (To be continued.)