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    October is a girl.

    Only 20 years old and an editor in a studio.

    Papaya is the editor of another website.

    I have never met them.

    At the beginning of 2019, I wrote the beginning of a novel, plus an outline of 2,000 words and sent it to Papaya After waiting for a week, he regretfully told me that it was not approved.

    Instead of hitting me down, he encouraged me to look at other platforms.

    I didn't tell him how much I wanted to succeed at this time.

    In my life, I will meet many people.  Strange or familiar.

    At the beginning of February, in order to strive for a manuscript fee of 20 yuan per thousand words, I went to a studio to try out a manuscript.  They dictate the type of writing, the subject matter.

    When they gave me the beginning of 4,000 words and asked me to continue writing, I clearly felt the trembling in my heart.

    I have never written about this subject matter.

    Very yellow.

    I didn't write according to their ideas.  Maybe I just couldn't let it go.

    ?I wrote 3,000 words in nonsense, and the manuscript was returned in less than three minutes.

    The reason is that it is divorced from the development of the plot.

    At that time, I thought of October and sent her a lot of messages.  Tell her I'm working on it, and I'll send her the manuscript and outline soon I'm dragging it over and over again

    These two people exist for the meaning of my life, but they are just ordinary passers-by.

    I know very well that I will not be submitting to October.  Because she is the editor of the studio.

    I have always been averse to submitting to studios.  Unless the price is in place.

    And Papaya is the literary editor of iQiyi.

    As February fades awayfailure is a lingering nightmare.

    ? Contribute to the official account.

    The result was nothing.

    Should I appear disappointed and lonely?

    No On the contrary I have long been used to failure I am still smiling I am still happy to welcome the sunrise

    ?From the age of 13 to now, I have not earned a penny of manuscript feesMaybe many people will choose to give upBut I won'tI am a Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death. The harder it is, the more I have to face it

    Writing has become an inner desire.

    There is no need to pile up gorgeous words As long as readers can find resonance in the text, it is the greatest encouragement.

    A good article is a heart-to-heart article

    I often get lost in fame and fortune I don't know what to write and in which direction to write

    The most written is about love

    But I always feel that I never understand love

    Those people in my writing will more or less have my shadow At a certain moment, I will think of myself

    YesI desperately want to write true feelings

    Actually, I hate who I am when I write.  Like a person with schizophrenia, the combination of several roles into one.

    This is also the reason why I don't want to create during the day shift.  One is that there is no time, and the other is that I am afraid that I will not be able to get out of the plot.

    And the circle I live in does not deal with literature.

    That kind of loneliness.  Those who understand will understand.

    I'm not someone who just wants to write all dayand poetry and distance.  Because of the limitation of money, the only thing I can do is to strive for my dreams.

    I'm just a little guy.

    Struggling at the bottom.

    Therefore, I understand the hardship.

    I believe there is a moving story behind every drop of blood and sweat

    Along the way, even if there are no flowers and applause, there is still a hot heart.

    Along the way, whether you are tired or bitter, treat it as a dream.

    Along the way, don't panicdon't be afraid

    I love a group of people deeply, and yes, I often shed tears

    Enjoy the gazes of some people staring at me, the ardent hope

    My obsession with one thing can reach a kind of pathological.  For example, I like to drink strawberry-flavored yogurt I will keep drinking it until I get tired of it

    The joys and sorrows of little people

    The little people's self-entertainment

    Everything is in plain sight (remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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