At the age of 19, he dropped out of school in his sophomore year and was at home. Suddenly, a beautiful young man with silver hair and a sharp tongue popped into Luo Jian's mind and was forced to supervise the work:
Write a thousand words every day. If you don't write, you will die!
What's even more outrageous is that when AI mass-produces text, scholarly families monopolize the right to speak, and foreign forces infiltrate the literary world...
And Luo Jianyi and her friends, this group of useless writers, actually went crazy on coffee, baked cookies and a thousand words a day——
It turns out that the world I wrote is the last real battlefield for mankind!
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If you are also a loser who fantasizes all day long but has been slow to write - it doesn't matter, everyone is the same. The difference is that some people stay in fantasy forever, while some people finally turn on the computer one day and type the first word.
Those thousand words may be bad, no one may read it, and you may even want to delete it the next day. But it's real. It is more real than ten thousand daydreams.
So, write. Not to become a great writer, not to save the world.
It is to allow a different world that only exists in your mind to finally have a chance to be illuminated by the sun.
Even though everything may be meaningless, we still choose to write clumsily with sincerity and protect the sincerity in fiction.
Intention: Love concrete people, don't love abstract people. Love life, don't love the meaning of life.