Chapter 3260
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He hadn't been in a good state for the past two months. In November, he went to the Author's Salon. After he came back, he repeatedly fell sick and couldn't go. He realized that his writing was getting worse and worse. In his anxiety, he could only calm himself down and not let himself be eager for quick success. He slowed down and adjusted himself so that his writing wouldn't get worse.
Unfortunately, the effect wasn't good. Sometimes, it was like this. You couldn't do things well just by putting your heart into it.
Because he didn't write much, he couldn't open his mouth to ask for monthly votes. Even if he did ask for votes, he would only mention it secretly. He didn't dare to ask for votes on his own.
But as the number of monthly votes decreased, he realized that he was getting less and less motivated. Without the motivation and stimulation of monthly votes, he couldn't burst out with enthusiasm. He couldn't go on like this. It was time to pursue monthly votes again.
Writing was never the job of the author alone. It was like performing crosstalk on stage. It was hard to be motivated if there was no applause or applause from the audience.
So, bosses, please let me see your support. Let the enthusiasm return to me. Throw your monthly votes at me. Give me the motivation to write with all my might!
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