Chapter 1017
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I've been writing Overlooking Dao for almost three years, and this is the first time I'm writing a single chapter. It's really unimaginable in the past.
At that time, I was extremely long-winded and had countless desires. I saw the world as beautiful and the readers as my family. Even if it was a sesame seed, I would write a few sentences after the chapter to tell them. If there was too much gossip, I would write a single chapter. I didn't care if it would affect the reading experience. I was criticized by some people many times, but I still didn't get tired of it.
The current me was still long-winded in my writing, and my desire to confide in others hadn't completely died. It was just that the world in my eyes had lost some of its rosy color, and was now more like a blue sky above a lake. For me, some of my readers had truly become family or even family. Some of them had become acquaintances that I rarely contacted, some of them had become strangers, and most of them were just people who were watching my story.
This is the right way, because I'm a storyteller.
I'm writing this single chapter today mainly because I'm going to end the book next month. The serialization years may be suspended, and I always want to relive the past. I'm definitely too lazy to fight for monthly votes. There will definitely be WeChat Q&A, but I still won't talk in the reader group, so what should I do? Of course, writing a single chapter is the simplest.
First of all, when I say I won't write long novels, I mean long novels like Qing Yu's Year, The Assassin, The Rising Night, Choose Heaven's Tale, and Overlooking Dao. It's not that I won't write a book. I've said in many previous single chapters that I will write until I die, and I will definitely continue to write in the future, and strive to write better.
Next is to make a preview. After Overlooking Dao, I will write a particularly long speech, summarizing and reviewing the seventeen years of writing online novels. At that time, I will flaunt myself, which I rarely do, just like a rapper. Although I'm narcissistic, I rarely flaunt, so I don't have to be shy now.
Tomorrow is August 1st, Army Day. I will call the old man to send my regards.
Tomorrow will also be the beginning of the last volume, the beginning of the last month, and the beginning of the last battle.
Thinking of this, all sorts of feelings welled up, but I won't say anything here, because I have to save it for the final speech. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it back if I say it now.
I can say in advance that "The Path to Heaven" is the most comfortable story I've ever written. Although I wasn't able to completely control my writing style and tone due to my habitual oily and sour tone, and the plot wasn't sharp enough due to my reluctance, it basically satisfied my needs.
Yes, at least half of this is for my own reading.
Of course, if you also like to watch, or if you can feel my feelings while watching, then I will be very grateful.
As for the rest, I'll report to everyone after the story ends. That's all for today.
Oh right, I can also say something in advance: Thank you.
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