Kingdom's Bloodline ~

Testimonials

The seal was pushed.

Homepage, this is an official recognition of the author's achievements, and it is possible to display the works here. This shows that... Mom, when I say this, I always have Bourdieu's "Speech on Speech" in my mind. I can't say it in an instant.

In short, I am very happy.

Along the way, although quite a lot of bumps, I am proud and moved: the readers are always by my side.

When the collection was over 100, there were nine readers who entered the group of books, discussed the plot, and fumbled, giving me a considerable part of the motivation in the monotonous life, supporting me to record and show the next chapter. story.

Up to now, there have been more than 500 book friends, and there are more book friends who have not joined the group. They support this work in various ways, the world, the life of these characters.

It is my pleasure to fight alongside you.

I dare not say how fast I can write, how much to update, but I will try to ensure that every chapter is dedicated and writes the best level.

I don't have the confidence to be more versatile, but I have seven hours to polish the 3,000 words.

In addition, I would like to thank the book's editor, Qingmang.

After all, he was the one who took this street book back from the **** and signed it.

I won't say anything. He gives suggestions for the arrangement, so I am very grateful.

I only say one thing.

In ten months, Qingmang continued to use the methods of stimulating, encouraging, threatening, tempting, begging, etc., to make a slap in the face of no swords.

Yes, the unstable and unskilled sword can go to this day, and a large part of the reason is attributed to the perseverance.

Here, I took a part of what Qingmang said on QQ:

"Don't break it, feed it."

"You can't update the six thousand words into two days, try your best to break it."

"It is better to code a few words at this time."

"I really want to marry my mother when you break."

"I haven't started pushing yet, you are too small to look at yourself."

"Write it well, "XXXX" is written with you, and now the monthly draft fee has exceeded 10,000."

"The income is still quite a lot, you can concentrate on writing, don't give me a break."

"I calculate for you that you have updated 270,000 words in two months, and the average monthly is 135,000. One day is 4,000 words. You can update the stability point completely."

"Sword of the Street!"

"You can at least try to update for a week!"

"Would you like to give me eunuchs directly? I looked upset."

"You can't update 3000 words every day? You can't give a recommendation like this."

"I didn't give up when you were a dog."

"We don't know it for two days. You don't want to update it. I don't have any advantage. I just think it's a pity for a book."

"You have finally been updated! I am so moved, what should I do? I cried."

"Master! You are the author's lord!"

"More updates, your book has great potential."

"Why do I care about my work more than you?"

"You are now eleventh in the monthly pass, go, burst the tenth chrysanthemum"

"I will change the name of the book to you, called "Broken Roots"."

"The only requirement is that you don't break even during the push, or you really pull you black."

"Look at you updated!"

These words are enough to explain everything.

My gratitude to Qingmang is not to be said.

No swords often expose their personal thoughts on the Internet, but they have been writing for a year, and they have a deep relationship with their friends. It's time to say something in the snacks.

The birth of "The Blood of the Kingdom" originated from a long time ago, but it is an accident when it is actually written.

Many years ago in the high school era, no sword was the most fascinating time for fantasy literature. I and my three classmates made an interesting appointment to create a fantasy novel after graduation.

I am probably one of the most active people, even doing a historical chronology and drawing a draft map (yes, that is, the rough and childish hand-drawn map on Weibo).

However, after the college entrance examination, the four of us just rushed to the head in McDonald's, and together they laughed for an afternoon, and they were gone.

Later, the four men went their separate ways and had their own lives. One of them was no longer alive.

Although I kept in touch, no one mentioned this again. The enthusiasm and impulsiveness of the original was slowly cooled. I am not sure whether they still remember this agreement.

Because even myself has forgotten.

Until many years later - the summer of 2016.

I still remember that day, I received a rejection letter from my doctor.

That is the last school on the list.

For a person who once decided to establish a path of academic research, the frustration of the future is still very real.

In the early hours of the morning, when I was in a low mood, I took a beer back to the dormitory, and while drinking, I sorted out everything in the bookcase—only the name of each academic book was full of irony.

Probably by chance, in the middle of an old book (Gadamer's "Truth and Method"), "it" suddenly appeared.

The hand-painted map of the high school era.

After I finished painting, I never had a chance to show them the map.

Looking at the names of the places written in pencils many years ago and drawing one inch of lines, I recalled the unfinished agreement.

Think of the youth, interest and enthusiasm of the past, remembering someone who has passed away for many years.

I only feel that the eyes are sour and my chest is stuffy.

Mixed feelings.

Maybe it's time.

I told myself this.

Regain that agreement and regain the dreams of the past.

Even if I am left alone.

So, with the drunkenness and the Sui and Tang, I opened the keyboard.

In the early hours of the morning, the first two chapters of "The Blood of the Kingdom" came out.

The boy who curled up in the waste house and struggled to survive with his teeth, first appeared in front of me.

Everything was still awkward, the world is still unclear, and many characters have only a vague face.

Until the next day, I woke up, I stared at the big line on the screen, "Your work has passed the review", only to realize what I did.

I took a cigarette downstairs (the 16th relapse) and thought about it for five minutes.

Then it started.

The road to the beginning was not smooth.

Maybe many excellent works have been signed in 30,000 words or even less.

But that is not the blood of the kingdom.

Ten thousand, 30,000, 50,000, 100,000, 130,000...

I have been writing about 150,000 words, and this book has just waited for an invitation to sign up - Qingmang editors have "small out of the garbage" (his original words).

Just signed, probably because the sixth chapter is often reported, the book has been missing 404 on the website for several days.

Three hundred and seventy thousand words, three days before the sale, the collection of this book has just passed 300.

In the meantime, he experienced breaking up, defending, graduating, going home, working, and having a lot of life.

After the shelves were put on, the readers gradually got more and more, and then there were more questions and criticisms, and even embarrassment.

At that time, I realized that writing is really a very tiring thing.

Want to give up?

In the process, similar thoughts have emerged from my mind more than once.

But my heart always tells me: You like to write, bitter, tired, and then not understood, you also have the motivation and reason to stick to it.

The author of "The Devil", Ou Hua Hua Qing has said in the author's group: "If you can realize the value while earning a living, what is more happier than this?"

Quite it.

As my speech on the shelves said: bitterness is not enough, happiness does not have to say.

Whenever there is a desire to give up, the end of the rotten tail, the number of words in the water, and the idea of ​​the outline, I will go to the book group to see, haha ​​with everyone, and convince myself: look, these readers are all because of that magical beauty. The world is gathered here, looking forward to the future of the world with great hope.

You can't let them down.

No.

You have to keep writing.

Keep writing.

Up to 1.3 million words today.

Closer to home.

As the first work of the novice, "The Blood of the Kingdom" has a long length, and there is no sword and penpower. The place with poor rhythm is revealed: Looking back, the first volume is too sloppy, the second volume is taken for granted, the third The front of the volume is too complicated and too redundant. The back is too wide and too wide. The first half of the fourth volume is too urgent, and the second half is too drag.

Overall, the book also has problems with too tight rhythms and soothing deficiencies.

It will be normal to have this problem: because no sword starts from the beginning, it is based on the unit settings in the American drama, one episode one episode, one season and one season, with a compact and continuous plot to spread the story and the world.

Now it seems that once this writing is opened, problems such as reading fatigue will occur.

Believe me, no sword is trying to solve these problems - and no sword is a person who likes to go back to change texts (smiles).

Ok, readers, or old saying: I am writing well, you look good.

I believe that we can find resonance in the book and let each other stimulate some thinking, which is more efficient communication than many forms of discussion.

I hope everyone will subscribe to the genuine, especially the starting point or QQ reading: believe me, buying genuine is addictive.

Finally, post a paragraph in the postscript of "The Prosperity of the Border Town" to make self-satisfaction:

[Human conflicts are truly moving factors that cannot be missed in any novel.

As a "writing martial arts novel", I certainly do not object to attracting readers with ambiguous changes, amazing plots, and heroes with prominent characters. I just think that in addition to these, I should give the reader something else, something that can inspire people.

Something that allows others to recognize martial arts novels is also a novel.

But I also know that new attempts are not only risky, but they are always hard and unpleasant.

But I am willing.

Because I am a "writing martial arts novel", I always hope that people who write martial arts novels can be called "writers" in the future, and they are valued as much as other writers.

I always hope that martial arts novels can also be called "fictions" in the future. Like other novels, they can make people stand in the living room.

Gulong

One nine seven two. nine. twenty

(Holding your head) Next, open to the readers to throw bricks.

(End of this chapter)

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