
Winner in Life: Starting as a Failed Writer
人生赢家:从扑街写手开始
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 760k Words
- Genre
- Urban
- Subgenre
- Urban Life
- Updated
- 4y ago
- Source
- Qidian
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202Chapters
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14.3kRecs
26.8kFans
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If I keep writing about football and celebrities, I won't pursue them anymore.
I quit when I saw that I wanted to be an actor. After being exposed to the flashlight, I will basically not be able to move around comfortably with girls in China.
It's more classic to make money and live a good life by cheating.
After reading more than a dozen chapters, I don't quite understand the meaning of writing about Shang Lin's boyfriend. Is it just to make readers hate Shang Lin? Spend hundreds of thousands on others, accept the good things from others with peace of mind, hang on to others, and immediately kick out the good things when you encounter them. I don't quite understand why I want to write about him.
I can't stand watching anymore and have no interest in sports. Who is a normal football player to read the novel?
The author started to show off and let himself go.
What did you say?
Author, you are pretty good at splitting between my money-making life and my life. Why not write another similar book?
Now it is no longer a matter of subscription, I want to delete it from the bookshelf. . . .
Later, I felt like I was falling apart. From basketball and football, I started to feel like I was letting myself go. I didn't know what I was doing.