Chapter 908: Final testimonial

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The counterfeit hero is over. It was four years since the first word was written on July 16, 2007, and ended on July 15, 2011.
To be honest, when writing the finale, my heart suddenly felt an unprecedented ease, and at the same time, I felt an unprecedented emptiness. Open the author's section mechanically, upload, publish, and then daze in the study. Take a book, can't turn it in, walk east and west, feel a little trance-for four years, just passed? Is the counterfeit over?
This question, I thought for a long time, and then accepted the reality.
Two days later, I was able to calm down and use words to talk to everyone.
Four years, 4.1 million words, a very waste data. The average day is less than 3,000 words.
However, I know that in terms of the total number of words, at least two million must be added to this number. That was deleted as soon as I wrote it. Then add one million, which is what I discarded after I wrote a whole paragraph.
Recalling every bit of the past four years, it is like standing by a clear spring water and watching the silent movie image reflected in it. Some are vague, some are distorted, and some are missing. But it is so addictive, unable to extricate themselves.
I think of it four years ago, when the first word of counterfeit was laid. That day, full of expressing desire, I embarked on a road that even I myself didn't think would go so long, so far, and meet so many peers.
I am not an author with a passing literary accomplishment. I was poisoned by the vocational high school education of that era, but I was the one who learned to plan, count money, and learned industrial accounting, but commercial accounting has never been used. After a lot of occupations, he was pulling his suitcase and lining up among the long crowds waiting for customs clearance in Moscow Customs. After being continuously examined by the blonde customs staff, he took a sigh of relief with a stamped passport and quickly entered The fat man who is going through the flow.
Four years ago, I never dreamed that one day, I would start writing novels. Therefore, when I started the four-year long-distance race, I only wore a pair of leather shoes and a pair of jeans. Silly, fluttering with joy in his stomach. It would be appropriate to describe the ignorant as fearless.
But thankfully, I ran that day and was able to walk with you all the way thereafter.
I remember during the new book, when the chapter was broken at the climax, I kept your book reviews and looked at how crazy you were.
I remember on the day I put it on the market, I was shouting a monthly ticket plus more. I was smashed with three or four hundred tickets a day and vented Venus. I was breathing cold and urged everyone to keep alive.
I remember the first big push. It was when the data was soaring, and the result was an earthquake, which made my fart at home on the 25th floor squirming and ended up being depressed in the code in the tent.
I remember in Moscow, after a busy day of receiving goods and shipping, I was tired to go home like a dog, and I could code seven or eight thousand a day. I suddenly felt omnipotent and majestic.
I remember 340,000 code words a month, and I was afraid to go to the book review area for half a year. Remember to write a chapter of good quality, see the joy and relief when you laughed in the book review area, or left countless tears.
In four years, there are too many memories.
These memories belong to me, but they are closely related to you. Because time belongs to us, counterfeit also belongs to us. I do n’t know when you were in Code, you were working, going to school, pursuing girls, playing games or scolding the fat man who was not updated, but I know that we have been together and experienced this together Every scenery on the road.
I am grateful from the heart.
Talk about books. Counterfeit is the first book I wrote. While others are familiar with all stages of a novel, I am scratching my scalp and sitting in front of a computer and dying.
After four years of writing, everyone else is a veteran, but I am still a novice. Not pretending, but really tender. Every stage and every question is brand new to me.
People talk about writing novels through different stages.
Seeing a mountain is a mountain, seeing a mountain is not a mountain, seeing a mountain or a mountain .... Wen Si springs, exhausted, flooded, and exhausted ... Isn't this Nima tossing?
Poor me, I was tossed alive for four years, and I still don't know what stage I am in.
However, I know that in the past four years, there have been many regrets and defects in counterfeiting. This is inevitable, and to this day, I am still a guy running in mountain shoes with leather shoes.
Of course, when writing counterfeit, I still accumulated a lot of experience, many ideas and materials that excite me. I still have the full desire to express, and I want to write a good-looking, exciting story.
The fake ending is not perfect. Just as I deliberately ended Chapter 99 of Volume 10, I felt that I was not ready for a perfect ending.
I said on Weibo that I carefully wrote the details to the twenty [end of the world] appearing behind Sauber, and the subsequent story is not important. Yes, for me and the fat man, this tormenting war is over. He walked from a fugitive mechanic to the present, and everything behind was natural. Sauber, the biggest enemy, caught his hand, Lievin and William III, but it was just a bit of a chicken.
I have no experience, paved a big stall four years ago, but fortunately, I took it.
Of course, as mentioned earlier, this is not a perfect ending. Because I can write it fuller.
In my original design, I designed the narrative of two people, one is Machia and the other is Moore. The two men described the war from different angles, plus the description of the war itself and the perspective of the fat man. Present a contradictory story ending that does not know the truth. However, I thought about it for a long time, and I found that I was not ready, and the time was up.
I left this ending in Chapter 99, which is not good, but for this "new book" that has been written for four years, I am satisfied at the moment. Plain, leave room. Just like the stage of the war era, when the curtain was drawn at the most gorgeous time, I can always go back to it.
I think I will write the ending again when I don't write a story anymore. For this story that has accompanied us for four years, draw a perfect ending. And now this ending is the best for me now. It ’s like we do n’t know what ’s going to happen to us, so we should n’t have a complete end.
This is not the end.
The new book is a story of the age of magic and knights.
Very old-fashioned.
However, for me, science fiction is a space opera, and magic is an epic war.
I dare not say that I can write a book beyond counterfeit. I also don't want everyone to compare the new book with the fake. Whether it is good or not, it is unfair to counterfeit. It is also unfair to the new book. Just like comparing the elder son to the younger son, the parents forget that they are all their own children. They are different individuals with different personalities and hobbies.
Believe that I want to write a passionate and thrilling fantasy work, and believe in the experience I have accumulated in counterfeiting in the past four years.
I believe that I can write different feelings from others.
In mid-August, new books will begin to upload. The specific shelf time is estimated to be in November. During this time, I will save the manuscript. Haha.
Entered the rest area and refueled.
When the runway lights were on, we set off again.
Thank you for your continued support and company.
I am in Chengdu, and I hope that one day, when you are here, you can sit with me in the sun, chat and drink tea. Recall the time in our lives where we have different experiences, but we all share because of a book.
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A story told in words, like time, like background music, like gurgling water, accompany your friends in your life.
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