I Know Everything

(PS: In order to avoid people saying that I am going after the heat, I deliberately posted a message on the published chapter and blog yesterday, reminding you to read this today. In fact, when I wrote yesterday afternoon, I didn’t know any big people who voiced their support , so the content may not keep up with the changing situation.)

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I knew the shamelessness of the original treaty, but I didn't know that the capital has reached such a frenzied point now that it can make a new treaty so far beyond the bottom line of our literati.

The books I wrote, my own hard work, no one is qualified to make decisions for me, even if these books are not good, they are still my children.

The platform is just a place to borrow land to sell the novels I wrote. When will I be my master and can dispose of my hard work at will?

yes.

I'm not a master, and I may not be able to sell the copyright for the rest of my life. These rights are actually empty, and it doesn't matter if others take them.

But mine is mine, and has nothing to do with you.

What kind of publicity do I want to do, what kind of promotion do I need to decide? Need you to show my hard work to others for free? And also updated simultaneously?

This is not only an insult to me, but also an insult to those readers who paid to read my book, because you regard other people's passion and sincerity as idiots.

Since ancient times, literati have been poor and poor, the dregs that will be forgotten by society after a burst of glory.

Up to now, I can rely on writing books, supporting my family, and earning a decent life. I feel very happy, which saves me from facing countless grievances and injustices in society.

I know that if I say these words now, I will get into a lot of trouble and possibly ruin my book writing career.

I have been writing books since I graduated. Now that I am approaching middle age, I seem to know nothing but writing books.

But I am not afraid.

As the title says, we descendants of Yan and Huang are born noble, and we will never live in an ignoble way.

As an author who writes a book, no matter how weak I am, I still have a bottom line that I cannot flinch from.

I can't be slaughtered, trample on my dignity, and then throw me a bone and shout: Hey, come eat!

There are more literati who are weak, more swords, and more people who are eager to join the enemy, but that will definitely not be me.

I Know Everything is still in the previous contract, and the new contract will not affect me for the time being.

But I can't just watch others go to fight, while I hide behind and escape in the name of various cowardice.

I didn't catch up with the last protest, when I was writing traditional characters in Baodao, but this time it was in front of me.

In a situation where there are only two choices, should you kneel down and die, or stand up and die?

I choose the latter without a doubt.

If the new book contract is not as good as this kind of contract, I would rather seal the pen than sign it.

If I don’t even have this bit of persistence and dignity, all my books will be meaningless for you to read, because they are all written by a person without bones. What is there to read?

I can't let my father see that his son, who can start reading Journey to the Water Margin of the Three Kingdoms at the age of 4, will engage in literary creation when he grows up, but he doesn't even have the integrity that a literati should have.

What's more, I can't let my little princess think that her father is such a spineless person who lives on idly.

If I Know Everything is blocked and the account is deleted because of this, I am sorry for everyone who has subscribed. I will update the handsome and talented self on the blog for free until the end, and the number of subsequent updates will not be less than 1 million words—you should be able to Believe me. After the title of The Strongest Life was blocked, I wrote 200,000 words when I didn't know if it would be released. I was going to post it on the blog for you at that time.

I have never failed you dear readers.

If you can't finish the book normally, the only one who is sorry is you.

May I go through vicissitudes and still be able to sing with my sword!

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