Endless Debt

Hello everyone, this is Andlao, your loyal friend who has finished and is about to enjoy the holiday.

First... I won't confess yet. Before starting today's nonsense literature, let me pull up the sponsor list.

Thanks, the leader of [Boundless Moon]

Thanks, the leader of [Book Friends 20190729205446286].

Thanks, the leader of [Promise to Become King].

Thanks, the leader of [Leek Kite].

My memory is not very good. If there are any good brothers who are missing, you can click on the one-click group on the homepage of the work and chat with me privately for torture. If it doesn't work, and, I'm really sorry, dong dong dong.

The plot is at the end and it will be over soon. There is really no extra plot for me to add more. Adding more for the sake of adding more will only make the plot bloated, so I owe it first. Let's see if I can add more in the next book, or think about adding more in the extra chapter.

Then.

Thanks, the leader of [Hundred Eyes].

Thanks, leader of [元ban17784].

Thanks, leader of [shimano poi].

These three leaders asked for more chapters, which I can make up for, hehe, and [李菜猫] is the one who gave Yu Jin a reward, and asked me to update Yu Jin's extra chapter, okay, you kid took the sword of the previous dynasty and killed the officials of this dynasty, right?

It's almost like I owe the four leaders an update, I will remember this favor.

Hey, to be honest, I think when it's almost over, the leader added more chapters, which is simply an epic conspiracy.

It feels like you are about to get off work, and the boss comes to ask you to work overtime.

More chapters, what more chapters, I'm done, why do I need more chapters, don't do it.

Endless debt.

The reputation of a person is the shadow of a tree.

Speaking of which, this reminds me of the kind of dance live broadcast room I saw when I was watching videos before. Whoever gave a reward would dance. The more rewards you gave, the longer you danced. Once I saw an old man almost fainted from dancing. He was in pain and happy.

In short, thank you to all the readers who gave rewards and subscriptions. I am really grateful to you. The list of thanks is too long, so I will not put it in the text. You can find it on the book friend list.

Grateful heart~ Thank you~

To be honest, every time I list the thanks to the leader, I feel like that kind of anchor, constantly kowtowed to the screen to thank the big brother for sending rockets and so on.

It's a pity that my hands and feet are not coordinated, otherwise I can shake my hands for everyone.

Ah, everyone can see that because this book has reached the end, in order to ensure the smoothness of the plot, it will not suddenly get stuck at a constipated point and let everyone torture me, so this period of update, I basically update more than 10,000 a day, and I didn't split the chapters, so I really can't add more, I'm really sorry.

Because there are a lot of words in the recent update, I am in a state of exhaustion, and I am confused every day. The error rate will be much higher, please forgive me.

Then I also thank all the parents who gave me rewards. Then, several leaders asked me to write more thank you notes, and I did it...

To be honest, I didn't understand why I had to add more thank you notes before, but when I added more, I found that adding more thank you notes is good, nonsense literature, I am best at it.

I don't think I wrote the book Endless well enough, and there are too many problems in it.

For example, the whole book is in a way of writing for the situation of this dish of vinegar dumplings, and for a few main plots, and a large string is connected.

If it is a unit drama, it's okay, but it is obviously not allowed to put it in a large-scale serialized story like online literature.

It was also when I was writing this book that I fell into confusion and doubt. Fortunately, I also clearly knew what I am good at and what I am not good at through this book, and played to my strengths and avoided my weaknesses.

When I was writing Embers before, everyone complained that the ending was a bit too bland. Because of the story structure of Embers itself, the content can no longer be expanded, so it seems like this, and it may also be related to the author's laziness.

When writing the ending, I had more than one thought, anyway, it's all over, the manuscript fee has just arrived, so I'll just finish it and take a break.

It's easy to make do, just like the alarm clock has been ringing for a long time, it's already late, it's better to sleep until noon.

But fortunately, I curbed this bad idea, just like the book says, professionals do professional things, and they must have professional ethics!

Then, with the idea of ​​finishing it well, the completion date of this book once changed from before the New Year to after the New Year, and then from March 5th, which was agreed with friends, to now.

Looking at the chat records, similar conversations of "When will you finish the book" have occurred more than ten times. Every time I was asked, I felt that the client was urging you to meet the deadline, which made me uneasy.

Because of the feedback and experience from the previous book, I deliberately left a lot of content in the ending of Endless, but due to my personal writing skills and many other factors such as daily updates, there are still many places that are not perfect and not expressed enough.

To use the way I like to describe it, it's like when I played ff7re a few years ago. I played from 9 pm to 12 am. When I felt it was about to end, I thought about staying up all night to finish it. As a result, I played it all the way until 12 noon the next day. I took a nap and got up at night to finish it completely.

The information density of the ending is a bit high, and it seems light-headed and heavy-footed. Moreover, at the end, I did feel a sense of fatigue.

Personally, I feel that the final battle in the novel is very bland. It can be deconstructed into the protagonist killing the villain. Whether it is a star destroyer bombardment or a street fight, it is the same result, which is nothing more than a way to achieve it.

So I had some difficulty writing about the part about the protagonist fighting the villain from the perspective of force.

Due to the different story carriers, novels cannot be written too complicated. Complicity will only give readers a headache. A few thousand words can be easily summarized as who killed whom, but animations and movies are different. For example, when I watched Dragon Ball Broly before, I really fought from beginning to end and never got tired.

So at the end of this book, I held the idea of ​​​​Embers and wrote some anti-routine endings, not who killed whom.

Reconciliation.

I like the word reconciliation and the meaning it brings, just like no matter how many obsessions, disputes, and pains there are, they will eventually lead to reconciliation and achieve a kind of self-liberation.

This may be related to my own complex state of mind. Therefore, at the end of Embers, I wrote about the protagonist's reconciliation with his past. For this book, I want to repeat the same trick.

But halfway through, I felt that there was nothing to reconcile with the protagonist of Endless. The previous volumes have almost explained it. The character's mood is that he is open-minded and cloudless, a pure and cheerful boy.

So what to reconcile? Forget it, just write whatever comes to mind.

I like the word reconciliation. It feels like a peerless master Longchang's enlightenment, a wild laugh, and then a feathered ascension. But at the same time, I don't like the word reconciliation that much. It feels like you really can't solve a problem, so you have to solve yourself, convince yourself, and make peace with it. There is a feeling of helpless compromise.

Sometimes, I feel that the characters I write are somewhat homogeneous. They seem to have the same hobbies, cold jokes, movies, which may be a projection of myself.

In order to make a certain distinction, the protagonist of Embers often doubts himself, and the protagonist of Endless is a confident boy. No matter whether he hits someone or not, he is a big cripple.

There is nothing to reconcile with such a confident boy. Just like in Boruto, everyone's cognition is distorted. Before doubting himself, Uchiha always doubts the world first. There is nothing wrong with Uchiha.

So when I was thinking about the ending, I decided to focus the perspective of the ending on the little people. In fact, they are not little people. I just end it all from another perspective.

The theme has also changed from the so-called reconciliation to a more romantic sense of redemption, an ending that is not very similar to the ending of online novels. After all, others are defeated emperors fighting against the sky.

But it happens that there are few endings written like this, so I will do it.

The cause of this ending comes from two aspects. One is the urban supernatural novel that I wrote a long time ago but failed to serialize.

Many of my later books, many elements are disassembled from that book. After all, I am a lazy dog, and I love some elements very much. I wish every book has their traces.

This strange stubbornness may be regarded as my style after a long time, just like my favorite Final Fantasy series. No matter how the world view changes, the killing mate, crystal, and chocobo are eternal elements.

Another one comes from "What Bad Intentions Can I Have?"

A very interesting book. The meme picture that everyone often sees, going to the dock to get some fries, comes from this book.

But compared to the dock fries, I actually like another content drawn by the author more. Two birds are flying in the sky. One suddenly asks, will we be friends in another world? Then the grid of the comics begins to split. Each small grid is a parallel world. The two birds have such a conversation, and then the grids are combined. The other bird thinks about it and says, "It's unlikely to be friends."

The ending, the summary of a book, is like a comprehensive evaluation after a game is completed. I like to collect all, like to make all illustrations, like all achievements, and then get that precious platinum cup, so I like a perfect ending, at least a logically reasonable and reasonable perfect ending.

I like those grand epics, and I like countless characters who come one after another to push the great wheel forward. As early as in my unspeakable black history works, I have used such an element, called the power of unity, that is, the power of the masses.

In my subsequent works, the stories I wrote are more or less like this. In addition to the protagonist, there are many characters who contribute. Everyone is united and pushes the plot to the boss's door, just like the Warcraft team fight, the leader's microphone shouts wildly, let's fight Germany! Let's fight Germany! The same.

I think I will continue to use this element in the future, and there are already many similar but new ideas in my mind.

So, to put it nicely, I have my own unique style, to put it bluntly, I like to copy myself, haha.

In fact, when I first conceived Endless, I thought of an ember promax. After all, according to my career, my character at that time was a small author who made himself a little alive for no reason. In order to make a living for myself, of course, I had to rely on the path, right?

As long as I wrote and re-copied the contents of Embers, I could more or less make a living, but when I finished the first volume of Endless with this idea in mind, I realized in despair that the work itself is a unique thing, regardless of whether it has good or bad performance or whether it has an audience.

In my opinion, a work is like the sum of the author's personality, personal circumstances, ideas, and other things at the time of creating the work. If one of the elements changes, the work will change accordingly.

Just like what a senior said about me when I had dinner with him later.

The general meaning is that when I wrote Embers, I was still a college student who had just graduated. Let alone the fancy things such as artistic pursuit and self-value realization, I wrote books just to make a living. It was ok to have food and accommodation. I had no other requirements. Sitting in front of the computer, I was a nuclear-powered cow and horse.

Now, when I write Endless, I have accumulated a certain amount of experience, and I am not as embarrassed as when I just graduated from college. I don't have to worry about food and clothing for the time being, and there is no great real pressure. So my demand for my work has changed from simple eating, drinking and having fun to some self-value recognition.

Therefore, when I wrote Endless, my situation and mentality were naturally different from those when I wrote Embers, so I found that I could not reproduce the Embers path at all.

Actually, it feels okay. I write whatever comes to my mind when writing books. If I have to follow a certain outline, process, rhythm and other things in a rigid manner, I will feel constrained and uncomfortable. Besides, the outline of the book Endless is relatively clear in the first volume, and the following volumes are written while thinking, ha ha ha.

In the end, these two books are still completely different.

I have tried to write an outline, really, but the version of the story is updated too quickly, and the outline I wrote at the beginning has long been completely unrecognizable in a series of magical developments.

But fortunately, I am good at rounding out the story, and I still successfully pulled the plot back.

Then, when writing some key plots, in order to ensure that the plot goes smoothly, I will roughly organize the following plots into lines of text that can barely be regarded as outlines, and then attach the date on the side.

For example, where should the plot be written on x month x day, like this.

After writing each plot, I will delete that line of outline, and when I finish writing the whole book, the entire outline page will be completely blank.

The problems I encountered later were the same as those in the embers. I tried to make my writing more popular, but I still inevitably went down a narrow road, and the upper limit of my performance was set from the beginning.

I also had a period of depression in the middle, but I am very good at reconciling and enlightening myself. Since it has come to this, I might as well try again to see if I can write something by writing randomly.

When I realized that this book has reached its upper limit and the goal has been problematic, I chose to change the direction. Since I can't write a cool upgrade flow, I will do something else. As an immortal, I will discuss the form of immortality, death, literature, etc.

In my opinion, online articles can be divided into two parts: what readers want to read and what you want to write.

If you write what readers want to read, you will naturally make money. If you write what you want to write, if readers agree, you can also make money. But obviously, not everyone can agree with you, so you will naturally become a niche.

After realizing that the upper limit is so high again, I tried to balance the two, ensuring that readers want to read while also realizing some of my complex and fancy ideas.

So in the next few volumes, I let myself go a little.

Everyone laughed at me for not having any romance, so I tried to write some romance in the second volume. At the same time, I personally felt that the favorability had to be slowly increased, and I couldn't have something like "Brother Tiger, you'll always love me at first sight". I then pushed the development of emotions step by step in the subsequent volumes.

Among the volumes of this book, I am personally very satisfied with the third volume.

As I said before, I like to stubbornly use some elements, which of course includes some characters that are already somewhat templated for readers who are familiar with me.

Author.

I like to insert a character like the author in my story, just like my incarnation in my own book, through the mouth of the character, I vent some of my own ideas and connect the world in the story with the real world.

When writing the third volume, I was in a stage of extremely complicated thoughts. I tried to write something romantic and interesting, and the plot of this volume was born.

According to my idea, that volume should have been written better. As readers have reported, the fighting and killing in the first half of the third volume can be completely removed, but unfortunately, this is an online article, and many plots need to be connected together, so it is inevitable to make some structural compromises.

But I still like this volume very much. For a while, I felt that if I could finish writing this volume and express some of my own ideas, the book would be complete in terms of meaning and value, and the rest would just be a way to make money.

Just kidding.

In fact, my various volumes are also very tool-like. The plots of some volumes are just to promote the plot, and the plots of some volumes are just to promote the plot and make myself happy.

I am a very shy person. When I think of my parents saying, "Wow, my son is a novelist, take it out and read it", I will die immediately.

So when I write a book... I don't know how many years it is, my family still doesn't know what job I do.

Hahaha.

I often have some inexplicable stubbornness, just like I am looking forward to how long I can hide the identity of this profession, and what expression they will show when they know it.

Just like in a movie by Jim Carrey, he worked as a mentally retarded person in a nursing home for more than ten years in order to deceive his friends.

I suddenly understood this movie.

Then, what else? Let me think about it.

Changes in my state of mind.

I found that I have become more and more introverted in the past few years, and I talk less and less. Because I don’t talk to people much, I even stutter a little.

Before, I liked to share some messy things in my dynamics, and I would try to think of some interesting jokes from some details of life.

But one day, one day, I didn’t notice it myself, I suddenly lost the idea of ​​sharing. Maybe it’s not that I don’t want to share the sand sculpture stories in my life, but that I can’t find sand sculpture stories in my life.

They are still there, but I can’t see them.

Just like children will see the asphalt road and the falling shadows on the street as rocks and magma, and then jump in the shadows, and say to the people standing in the sun, you are burned to death.

In the eyes of children, it is a thrilling playground, but in my eyes, it is just a road.

It feels like I have lost a superpower, and this "sand sculpture story" can be replaced by any small story in life.

I don't want to guess whether I have become a boring person, that would be too sad.

It may be my personality, or it may be the living environment, professional factors, etc. I think I am a twisted and pretentious person, always troubled by some things, but those things are actually trivial, and talking about them only makes people feel that I am complaining without illness.

But it may be that it is my personality that allows me to write some words that are unique to me.

Speaking of this, a friend commented that I write like a man.

To be honest, this is the first time I have heard such a comment.

My friend said that sometimes I write very delicately, like a female author, but looking at my ID card, I am a real man, and a heavyweight player who has already weighed 200 pounds. Under this contrast, the image in my imagination is like Takeshi Kitano in women's clothing.

This is an uneducated person. I thought my friend would say that I have a tiger in my heart and smells the rose.

Oh!

When writing this last paragraph, I continued to maintain a romantic idea, so there is a fairly romantic ending, not something eternal standing, nor something becoming the supreme god.

Mortals are still mortals, and then we will explore the new world together happily.

When writing the last paragraph of this book, everyone can see that my update volume is obvious to all, and similarly, my work and rest schedule has exploded.

There is a primary school downstairs from my house. All kinds of gymnastics and bells for recess every day give me a headache. I can't sleep during the day and have to wear earplugs.

Maybe it's the right time to finish it. Today is Saturday, and it's very quiet downstairs. I should be able to sleep well.

After finishing this book, I will take a long vacation after a long absence. I plan to take a break for two months, lose weight, and then learn to drive. In addition, I may have to run around, meet friends, and watch all the movies, comics, animations, games, and novels I have stored.

Of course, it may be just talk. I am a very lazy guy. If there is no need, I can stay in my room alone for a month.

My father once tried to stay up with me to see who can't hold it first, but he went out the next day cursing.

Time will always move forward unswervingly, and life will inevitably enter the next stage.

When this book was finished, I also broke up with my roommate and moved back to my hometown. My roommate and I have lived together since sophomore year. It feels like it has been five or six years now. I feel quite emotional.

I saw a saying before that people always miss some old friends. Maybe it is not just missing this friend, but that distant time.

I thought about it carefully. There have been a few moments in my life, but they are my own moments, so I won’t elaborate on them here.

When we broke up and moved, we rummaged through boxes and cabinets, just like when a company went bankrupt and partners divided property. This box is yours, this box is mine, and then we discussed the custody of the children... I successfully got the custody of the two cats.

Before leaving, I also deleted all the software and material libraries related to painting and modeling in my computer. I haven’t painted for a long time. I don’t know how to draw lines when I pick up a pen, but I had a thought before. As long as there is this thing in the hard drive, I will be painting as my main job and writing books as my side job.

After I deleted all of these and left the tablet and other things to my roommate, I felt like Pikachu had evolved with the Thunder Stone and there was no going back.

Now, I was really a full-time coder.

It was also during this rummaging that I found my wallet that I had lost for many years. It contained my student ID, medical insurance card, bank card, and several high-speed rail tickets.

The ink on the high-speed rail ticket had faded very lightly. The time marked on it was 2017. For the first time, the vague time had a real feeling.

I saw a meme before, which roughly meant that when a person is too happy, he will become sad because he realizes that the happiness he has now may not be there again in the future, and he is very sad.

Happiness is not eternal and will always disappear, but fortunately, pain will also disappear with the passage of time like happiness, just like the ink on the high-speed rail ticket faded and disappeared.

When I really moved back home, my mood was unexpectedly complicated. I felt that my graduation was delayed for many years, and this time I was really not a college student.

It's not a big problem. It's great to go home and spend time with my family. My mother likes big cats very much and took the initiative to take care of the cat's poop.

Cats are good, and people are good too.

I feel safe when I go home. I don't have to worry about what to do next year when I move. So I bought a lot of things and filled my small living room.

I got a mobile stand for the TV and a 65-inch TV. I convinced myself to be a complainer, bought a PS5, and got the discs of FF7 Rebirth and King of the Beasts. When I saw Zack jumping around at the beginning, I burst into tears. These four years have not been in vain.

The decadent life is waving at me.

In fact, life will always move forward steadily, just like no matter how watery a novel is, it will end sooner or later. Everything will move forward unswervingly, just like a system always tends to chaos.

It's over, it's really over. When it's over, I really don't feel reluctant. Instead, I feel a sense of relief.

A job that lasted for more than two years has finally ended. I don’t have to think about the wonderful adventures of the protagonists every day. I just need to eat and sleep, sleep and eat. Such a life is really good.

But after a short period of happiness, I became very confused again, like a bear that has been in the zoo for a long time.

When I was in the zoo, I had fixed things to do every day, such as getting up to eat, waving to tourists, and so on. Suddenly released back to the wild jungle, it is inevitable that I will feel a sense of panic out of my comfort zone, even if I was a cow and horse in the comfort zone before.

It’s not a big problem, just get used to it. I still remember that when the last book was finished, I was so idle that I wanted to go to Lawson downstairs to be a salesperson.

Then I opened a box of Mecha City and it was unfinished. This bad assembly feel directly broke my idea of ​​continuing to assemble glue, and Fengyue kept nagging me.

Don’t ask about Mecha City, Mecha City is dead, and I left it to my roommate and asked him to sell it second-hand!

Writing a book is like a siege. When I don’t write, I feel idle, and when I write, I curse.

I like writing books very much. It is like a node that marks every time period of my life. Just like I am now deliberately recalling the past, I can't remember much, but when I read the chapters I wrote before, I can unexpectedly remember my mood and situation when I wrote this paragraph.

For example, when I wrote this paragraph, it was almost 12 o'clock and I couldn't catch up with the full attendance. For example, when I wrote this paragraph, why did February only have 28 days? I couldn't make up for the full attendance of 120,000 words. For example, ah ah ah, I didn't have a leave note this month, I have to write more.

Alas, I suddenly realized that part of my troubles in writing books are basically related to full attendance. I cursed and cursed, but I was not less than one day of full attendance.

What else do you want to say?

Oh, by the way, the pie-in-the-sky link.

As I said, after the book is finished, I plan to take a two-month break. While resting, I will also prepare new books and other things.

In my opinion, preparing a new book is a very relaxing and pleasant thing, so preparing a new book is also part of the holiday in my opinion.

In the third month, I will start writing my draft. If nothing goes wrong, you will be able to see my new book in the fourth month after it is finished. Of course, I may have no money in my pocket and come out to beg for money a month in advance.

Just to make a living!

As for the content of the new book, it is currently tentatively set to be a science fiction theme, which is the story of the cyber quack doctor that I have shown you before.

During this period of vacation, I may also write some short stories. I often have some inexplicable ideas, but these ideas are difficult to expand into the length of online articles. I think I will spare some time to write some.

Then it is expected that there will be three or four extras, continuing to tell some inexplicable stories, but the specific update time is uncertain.

Let me rest for a few days first!

That's about it. I will keep the traditional ritual after the completion of the previous book, turn off the computer, go out to the Chinese medicine clinic, and let the master massage my waist.

Finally, I will use this sentence that I like very much and mentioned once, and slightly modify it as a conclusion and summary.

"If I have 6 million, I will make "Son of the Mole", if I only have 3 million, I will continue to make my autobiographical trilogy, if I have 300,000, I will paint, if I have 5,000 yuan, I will write a book. If I only have 100 yuan, then I will write poetry. All these art forms are great, and I hope you and I can find the impulse of self-expression in them."

If I only have 50, then I will v you 50, have a good meal, and celebrate the end of a long work.

As for now, I'm going to sleep.