The Demon King of Douluo

The next book has been postponed indefinitely. At present, I don’t know if there will be a next book. After all, I am a novice, hahaha.

To be honest, as a novice, I have no writing skills, let alone the perseverance and enthusiasm to polish myself.

After so many chapters, to be honest, I admire myself, and I would like to call myself The Great Emperor of True Water!

Qiu Qing thought about it carefully, and it seems that this book was opened when he was in school (I can't remember the specific year).

My mind was blown at that time. Now that I think about it, the speed of ten chapters a day has completely refreshed my understanding of water. Haha, I really wrote it just for fun at the time, but it became more and more boring later. I really feel sorry for myself. (Wronged).

Of course, I am also very grateful to the book friends who supported me later, including those who criticized me. Although I stopped reading book reviews due to various reasons, gradually, I found that I was not just too lazy to read.

It's because the author is a normal person after being trolled at the beginning. Once the fear is formed, it is not easy to get out of the shadow.

Even knowing that being trolled will not have any substantial impact on me, and even knowing that being trolled will only contribute traffic to myself, but...

Okay, it still hurts.

All in all, I probably really liked it, or maybe I was being mean. This book was a bad start for the air, and it was also a big hole I dug for myself. I filled it back up with the soil when it was finished, and almost buried myself alive. .

A rare lesson. To put it nicely, it means that I have learned from the experience. But this lesson is a bit too profound, so that my hands always seem to be disobedient (there are more and more typos)

It's been a long time since it was finished, but the author still can't find the original enthusiasm. I don't know if I still have the courage to write the next book...

Keep denying yourself and telling yourself that these are all excuses, laziness, cowardice, forced by life...

They are all excuses. Maybe what is missing is just the courage to face the future and face life.

Well, ahem, although this is a belated ending, I still have to explain (quibble) that when you enter the society, you have to start working. After all, there is no mine at home. If you don’t work, you will have no food.

I have also thought about doing this all the time, but it is too difficult for me, a young man who has just entered the society, to sit at home and code over and over again all day long. Maybe I should experience the beatings and ravages of society. , and finally realized that code words are so delicious...

...Hahaha, but the reality is that maybe I need to go through more accumulation and precipitation before I can finally create a work that satisfies me and that everyone can support with peace of mind.

Rather than blindly asking for monthly tickets...

Although I am miserable, at least the world is not completely rotten, right?

As long as you put in effort, time and passion, life will always reward you. If not, it just means you haven't worked hard enough.

I’ve watched Joaquin Phoenix and Heath Ledger’s Joker, and imitated the desperate laughter of epilepsy.

Suddenly I realized that perhaps, life is really not as bad as I thought, but I am just not qualified to be respected by the world.

How cruel reality is, when you really defeat it you will find how beautiful this world is.

Say no more, the manager is back...(whispering)