Chapter 71 Sanjiang Remarks
Sanjiang at noon this Sunday.
This is my first trip to Sanjiang after I wrote nearly 5 million words of books in Qidian and Xieqi.
There are so many things I want to say.
Ever since I started writing the popular book "Starting from Cross Talk" in 2019, I have fantasized about the day when I would be Sanjiang, and the day when I could write Sanjiang speeches like other authors.
Five years have passed, nearly 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 too many authors. The first book is published in Sanjiang, the first book is excellent, and the first book is ordered thousands of times...
When I see them, I often sigh with emotion, God rewards them.
Then he put away his jealousy and envy, and continued to silently lower his head and code with disappointment.
Later, I wrote "This Martial Saint Just Wants to Be an Official"
At that time, it was the first time for me to grasp the rough usage of foreshadowing.
At the same time, a thought flashed through my mind: "Can I write a book that is full of foreshadowing? Can I write a book that readers will be shocked every time I reveal the foreshadowing? ?”
Then the second thought was to shake his head and laugh at himself.
"How is that possible? I'm not a genius, nor do I have the talent to be rewarded by God. I'm just a street boy, a wild dog on the roadside, and a simple clown."
Since "Martial Saint" hit the market, I've definitely been thinking about writing a new book.
That is April this year.
I submitted the article with great expectations.
I was rejected nearly twenty times.
Revise again and again, rewrite again and again.
It lasted 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 myself in the mirror is extremely sloppy.
A sentence emerged in my mind:
"That's right, wild dog, trash, clown."
Because Suzuo's 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 serve the elderly, earning a monthly salary of 6,000.
My child was also just born.
Although I don’t need to pay attention to my father’s debts, I need to pay for everything my children use.
Although I had two books at the time, my total royalties were less than 5,000, so I couldn't make ends meet.
My wife takes care of the kids at home and has no income.
Everything at home is made with my wife’s last savings.
Every time her savings decreases, I feel bad.
I sometimes joke to her: If you follow me and fall into my quagmire, won't you regret it?
When she heard this, she would frown, and she would come over angrily and hit me while holding the child.
I always beg for mercy.
Afterwards, she would huff and change the baby's diaper.
I went to change it dejectedly.
At night, she was still thinking about it.
Whisper in my ear that she believes in me and is willing to give me time...
I turned my back to her and pretended to be asleep.
But I was choked up in my heart and didn’t know what to say.
She is only 24 years old...
My mother called. She said that the nursing home was in charge of food and accommodation, and she didn't need much money at ordinary times. She helped my father repay 3,000 a month, and the remaining 3,000 was of no use, so just give it to me.
I wanted to say no.
But I saw my wife’s red eyes.
And my children...
He was just born, and his eyes were full of confusion.
He was still wearing the cheapest wet diaper...
I don't know how to say no.
The above is not a misfortune, it’s just because in reality I have no one to talk to, and no one is willing to listen to what I say. I want to say it out, so I can only tell you. I hope you won’t find me annoying.
in October.
I submitted my last draft. This time I changed my editor-in-chief, good luck to Group Nine.
This time I voted for "My Father, the Confucian Sage"
I sewed together the manuscripts that had been rejected before and made a beginning.
Passed.
I was ecstatic at the time.
I thought, even if no one reads it, I would still write it down, because there will be a perfect attendance bonus of 1,500 per month in the first three months after Qidian is released.
In this case, I can open three businesses and earn more in a month!
That night, I happily started preparing the outline.
At that time, an idea suddenly popped into my mind, which was something I had secretly fantasized about last year.
"Can I write a book that is full of foreshadowing? Can I write a book that readers will be shocked every time I reveal the foreshadowing??"
As soon as these words came out, I couldn't control the restlessness in my heart.
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Hence, "My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a vulgar martial artist"
Although many things are still handled very roughly.
Although many things are still not grasped well.
But I watched the collection in the background increase day by day.
An epiphany began in my mind.
My path is not wrong! I was right to go this way.
So this book has continued until now.
At the same time, I promise that I will update no less than 10,000 words a day after it is put on the shelves, 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 set is that Confucianism and Taoism are invincible at the same level. No matter if you are facing monsters, aliens, or any other cultivation system, you are invincible at the same level, and can even be killed beyond the level.
This is a very perverted setting, and it cannot be without its weaknesses.
Therefore, the Confucian cultivator's awe-inspiring righteousness can only affect the warrior's martial arts aura, but it cannot affect the warrior's physical strength.
The reason for this situation is that in ancient times, the demon clan was rampant and the demon emperor at that time was invincible.
The human race is in danger and may perish at any time.
What should a martial artist do if he cannot defeat the demon clan? ?
At this time, the Confucian sage stood up. He targeted the demon clan and established his own destiny to establish Confucianism and Taoism.
The physical strength of the Confucian and Taoist monks was sacrificed in exchange for the lethality of the Confucian and Taoist aura of righteousness against foreign races.
At the same time, we must take care not to hurt the warriors who are also fighting for the human race on the battlefield.
Therefore, this is why Confucianism and Taoism have little influence on martial arts.
In the end, with the joint efforts of Confucian saints and warriors, the human race survived the crisis of destruction.
This is how I understand Confucianism to be able to ignore its own abnormalities for the sake of the human race.
I have read other Confucian and Taoist books, and I always feel that they are about cultivating immortality under the guise of Confucianism and Taoism...
Of course, this must be 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 many people are complaining about the scholar who was poisoned and died...
Why don't you talk about the great Confucian being so neat and tidy in dealing with the demon clan? ?
They are both at the fourth level, and they can instantly kill the demon clan with one move...it's very perverted! !
Of course, the protagonist does not have this limitation.
When he encounters monsters, aliens, even Xuanzhens, Taoists, Buddhists, etc., he can use Confucianism and Taoism to suppress them.
I also know some boxing skills when I meet a martial artist.
This is the 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 Nanhai...
The last last.
Thanks to the editor for good luck.
Thanks to my good brother, who has two pen names.
One is called drinking vinegar.
One is called Fortune layman.
(emphasis!!)
I am really grateful to him. He is my first teacher in writing books. He tells me everything and says whatever I ask, noble man.
Recommend all of my brother’s books! !
I hope everyone will support my brother! !
(End of chapter)