Chapter 183

Banana readers are a clear stream in the field of online literature. They don't rush for more, and they don't scold the author.

In the future, there will be a lot of readers who are not satisfied with banana. Their mantra is: "is sister Jiao OK? Pay attention to your health. Don't just focus on writing books. Go out for a walk."

There are also many people who immediately post after banana's change. The general content is as follows.

Jiaojie, don't be impulsive. You have to be steady. If you are short of money, just tell us not to abuse your health.

There's a lot of love, but that's the truth. Banana himself has said that he is well versed in the so-called all kinds of cool points. If he wants to make money, he just needs to write casually with low quality.

However, our Jiaojie is a good young man with ideals, pursuit and ambition. He would rather have no money to take it than to guarantee the quality. He is so stupid, but his readers understand him and are willing to wait for him. Don't rush for such works. Once the author really starts to update diligently, it will be basically destroyed.

This is true not only in online literature, but also in all fields of artistic creation. All the colors and chapters that the audience is waiting for, and every stroke that the audience sees is the blood of the creator. Creation is a trade with the devil. The five words "sacrifice for art" are definitely not what you call "sacrifice for art" when you make a three-level film. In fact, few people are really willing to give up the word "sacrifice for art".

Even if you are young and frivolous, you don't care about your body any more, but your body will be unbearable. Are you really willing to concentrate on writing a book for more than ten hours every day, so that your endocrine system is in disorder, you lose your hair every day when you wake up, and your myopia is as high as 1000 degrees.

You are really willing to write only what you want to write, regardless of all the commercial requirements of readers, editors, websites and friends, even if you are no longer interested in writing next month.

Do you really want to look at your withered and yellow face every time you look in the mirror, and this is all because of the creation, and because this face has never found a partner.

Fang Tianxing has seen the photos of banana, and he has seen both of them from the period of "hidden killing" to the period of "superfluous son-in-law". To be honest, it's a face that is hard to be a woman.

But what I want to say is that if he doesn't empty his body for writing, he works hard all day, but gets up and sleeps regularly every day. In the five or six years since he was a hermit and killed his son-in-law, he is not half dead now, absolutely not.

Angry banana gave up too much for writing, which he could have got, health, emotion, a better world, a more magnificent and prosperous world beyond words. That's how creation works. Once it's really involved, it's doomed to eat up all your flesh and blood.

And banana is really the creator who belongs to the literary world. However, every time I jump out of the reader's identity to look at banana writing, I feel sad more or less, because it is unfair to banana, far from fair.

As an ordinary person, he knows his limits, but because he loves network literature, he has the ambition to change the world.

The huge gap between limit and ambition will take many years to make up. Before I did this, I was ready to fail. Of course, this is not a bullshit ideal, feelings, dreams and morality. It's just knowing your roots.

In fact, in this society, many young people have their own ideals from the beginning, and they want to change the world. Later, because of various practical problems, he gave up and compromised with the world.

In order to make life easier, we have to start to do things we didn't want to do before.

You try, you fail, you compromise, and then you change, and no one will blame you, because everyone has changed.

But banana is not like that. He has always been a diehard idealist. This society always needs idealists who know how to act. Banana is such an actor.

Because other people can't do it, they hope that he can do it, and he has done it. Genius is happy to the world, but painful to himself. I don't know whether banana is a genius or not. However, what he writes can make readers happy, but he always suffers.

What is to be said, or what is to be said now. If you insist on it, it should be like this.

"Live well, so many readers, as well as those idealists, are waiting to follow you and die behind time and eternity. From then on, there will be no regrets." Blessed are the angry banana readers.

The next day, Fang Tianxing went out of school and came to laodeng's steamed bun shop as usual. Seeing old Deng's sad face, he asked him to take two meat buns at first.

But I didn't expect that old Deng took the wrong one. Fang Tianxing took a bite and found that it was not right. Moreover, he was not familiar with the steamed stuffed bun. Fang Tianxing took a bite and showed his embarrassment.

Seeing Fang Tianxing's appearance, Lao Deng came to him with a worried face and said, "is it because the steamed stuffed bun is not ripe? I'll change it for you."

"Lao Deng, you seem to have something on your mind recently. What's the matter?" Fang Tianxing put down the bun and asked anxiously.

Old Deng rubbed his hands in embarrassment and said helplessly, "my son has a problem recently."

Old Deng's son, Deng Jiu, is 16 years old. When he went to play in his neighbor's house yesterday, he told his neighbor's children that he had a good feeling for a girl at school a few days ago. It happened that old Deng's neighbor heard this and immediately came to tell him that old Deng did not dare to ask his son what was going on.

Old Deng was also afraid that the little girl would come to her home and tell her parents, and it would be even worse if she went to school. I want you to tell me what to do and what to do. "

"The child has been worried since childhood. The head teacher called me several times and said that he had never seen such a chaotic child. Every time he said that the child ran around after class, he was caught and deducted points. Before his son's mid-term exam, the head teacher did a simulation test, using the real question of the last mid-term exam, and his son failed in the math exam.

The head teacher called me and told me about all kinds of bad deeds of his son. He said that his son was the second from the bottom and that the first from the bottom was a real IQ problem. This information, plus my son's score, really, as a parent, I feel deeply remorse and guilt.

"Well, I'll go to your house today and see how the baby is." Fang Tianxing said to old Deng.

Lao Deng quickly nodded and said, "thank you very much. I believe you."

In the evening, old Deng closed the shop and went home. Deng Jiu, old Deng's son, had been out of school for a long time. When old Deng came home, he saw his son's face turning red and his father's coming back. He quickly put away something he didn't know.

Lao Deng didn't seem to notice his son's abnormality. He said to his son, "I brought you your favorite hairy crab today."

Lao Deng's son was very happy. He quickly took over what Lao Deng had in his hand. At this time, Lao Deng said with a smile, "go and prepare the dishes and chopsticks. There are still guests coming today."

"Guest, who?" Deng Jiu asked strangely.

Since the mother died a few years ago, he and his father depend on each other. After the mother died, the smile on his father's face rarely appeared. My father never brings people back. I don't know why he brings people back today.

At this time, Fang Tianxing came in from the outside. Lao Deng said to his son, "he is Fang Tianxing, an Internet writer."

"It turned out to be an Internet author, really?" Lao Deng's son said excitedly.

Fang Tianxing reached out to him and said, "my name is Fang Tianxing. I'm studying online literature in perfect university. Hello."

Deng Jiu said happily: "Hello, you are the first Internet author I saw face to face."

Fang Tianxing said with a smile, "just think of me as an ordinary person. Don't be constrained."

Deng Jiu, the son of old Deng, is in grade one of senior high school. He doesn't have morning exercises in senior high school. He just studies in class. They used to live on campus, but later they were allowed to live close to home.