Chapter 1290

Chapter 1290: No problem

Translator: 549690339 

He had been working overnight for the past few days and had finally slowed down a little.

People were tired, but their hearts were even more tired, thinking and talking.

I know that the end of the game will cause dissatisfaction.

However, I thought that not everyone could understand it now … I was the one who was most unwilling and unwilling to let this matter end.

I don’t like to give up halfway, and I don’t like to break my promise.

When I realized that I had no choice but to give up, my heart was in great struggle and pain. However, I didn’t even have the time to deal with this emotion because I still had a writing task that I had to complete.

I’ve also thought about pushing through the updates in thriller. In fact, I wrote the chapter on the 17th, but I really didn’t have the time and energy to continue.

I’m glad that most of the readers still understand me. I’d like to apologize to these readers again for letting you down.

If my words hurt your feelings, I hope you don’t misunderstand that I didn’t say those words to you.

I was talking to another group of people.

There are indeed a lot of people reading my book now, which is why such a group of people appeared.

These men didn’t care about others ‘situations, and they didn’t care about others’ situations. Perhaps they would only take the series of compromises that followed when “unexpected situations” occurred to them for granted, but when it came to others, they would ignore it.

Even though I’ve been writing for so many years and have done my best to fulfill every promise I’ve made, it’s meaningless to these people. As long as I break my promise once, they will say,”you talk like you’re farts, you’re going back on your word.”

“Then, I think that these people either have never broken their promises due to any objective factors in their lives, or they simply lack the most basic tolerance, understanding, and respect for others.

This has nothing to do with the original or the pirated version. I’m not targeting this point because some of these people also read the original.

“I don’t know what kind of environment these people grew up in, what kind of education they received, or what kind of perception they have that makes them think that the authors seem to owe them something, and that they feel that as ‘consumers’, they are superior to others.

Even if I sell my calligraphy for a living, I’ve received money from others, and they’ve also taken my calligraphy. We don’t owe each other anything, so why should I grovel?

“The world is fair. To those friends who truly support me and like me, I will naturally welcome them with a smile. I will admit my mistakes to them. I don’t ask for forgiveness, and I don’t need you to understand my struggles and sacrifices that are unspeakable to outsiders. But I sincerely want to say to you, I’m sorry.

“As for those big men, I don’t think I need to respect them, nor do I need to lick their boots like you expect me to. They don’t even know what respect is.

You can play in an environment that welcomes you and can provide you with a sad sense of superiority. You don’t have to find trouble with me.

I have never told my readers to read if they like, or get lost if they don ‘t. I’ve always used this attitude on those big men. “To be honest, these people, if you want to leave, just leave quickly. Don’t always think that a place will suffer great losses without you, the shock you will cause when you leave, and how reluctant and shocked others will be when you leave.

This world still runs as usual without anyone, even without me, the seller.

“Finally, I’m sorry for not being able to complete the game. I’ve also broken my promise. It’s because I’m still a person who knows how to respect others. No matter whether these people are worthy of my respect or not, I’m in the wrong.

Alright, it’s about time to wrap things up.

Many people said that I’ve changed.

Perhaps.

I didn’t write single chapters in the past because I didn’t like to write.

A few years ago, I wrote my first single chapter, and it was my editor who asked me to write it.

I’ve been told by more than one person that birds that sing have food to eat, that I should fight for more for myself, that I should let readers develop the habit of voting, and so on.

And so, I started to write some solo chapters. I tried my best to write a good single chapter. Even if it’s a bit utilitarian, I want to use it to bring happiness to others. I tried my best not to ask for votes directly, because I had psychological resistance. Thus, I came up with a full-time game. As someone who updates very slowly, I use some hard targets and the “promise” that I value the most to restrain myself.

I didn’t expect such an ending to happen after an unexpected situation.

I’m still very grateful to those readers who treat me with sincerity, and I won’t be disappointed by those who don’t respect me.

Perhaps, this is also an opportunity for me to return to my original state.

I want to tell everyone that I haven’t changed.

I’m a person that’s hard to change. What I change is the audience and the world.

I haven’t been to Qidian’s writers ‘gathering even once. I try not to attend any activities that have nothing to do with writing. I’m still writing the story that I want to write. I’ve never “watered” the story like many people say. Whether you’re just glancing at it or reading it carefully, I’ve put my heart and soul into every chapter. I’ve spent a long time writing it.

I’m still writing my first book with the same feelings and efforts I used to write the first chapter.

Even if I write slowly and painstakingly, my bottom line will not change. I have to be responsible for my work and be able to get over my own hurdle.

“Perhaps it’s because you’ve grown and the world has advanced, while I’m still in the same place.

But I think this is good.

If I have nothing to do in the future, I will not post anything other than the main text.

Just like what I used to quote from a certain former captain of the fifth fan squad many years ago: “Admiration is the feeling that is the furthest away from understanding.

I think I should return to a more suitable distance and communicate with everyone again with the simplest words in the story.

At least for now, I think it’s better.