My Dreams Are Different

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Everyone dreams, and the length of the dream depends on their own dreams, and the final result of the dream will return to naked reality. For example, Chen Mo, even if he is lucky enough to become a time traveler, he will eventually wake up from his dream, and the moment he wakes up from his dream is the moment he recognizes himself. It's time for the author to wake up from his dream, and it's time to let go of the dream in his mind. I wrote a lot about this novel and complained about it a lot. What's more, it's the confusion about current novels. What is leapfrog combat? Why do readers like to read it? Why one man and many women? Why do readers like to see beauties surrounded? What is uninhibited sex? Why do readers like to see the protagonist walking sideways? What is the Dragon of Luck? Why is it that the market is so reckless that every second along the way? I try to write about the life of my protagonist, from his first entry into the alien world to his normal life. The changes needed are huge; Like in other novels, killing one person will help you adapt, killing a group will help you wake up. Then Chen Mo is much worse as a protagonist. For him, unless the other party wants to kill him, he will never take action. He also has different definitions of being surrounded by beautiful people. The only one he really likes is Zhao Qianyun. The others are just people in dreams and some short-term relationships. No matter how cute they are, they are just one person in the end. If there were many readers of this book, the author would probably have a cerebral hemorrhage. There is no such thing as being uninhibited. The protagonist has been Gou from the beginning. Even if the dream master should be, it is the reality. The so-called golden fingers are all earned through hard work. Although there was a free plot during this period, it was all foreshadowing the rest of the story. There is no love without reason in the world, and there is no hatred without reason. No old-timer will selflessly dedicate his life skills to the protagonist to spend time, drink, chat and pick up girls. No, not one. Even though they are as close as sisters, Mengli still wants Chen Mo to complete some tasks, even if growth is in the future. Among them, the only one who is both a teacher and a friend is the Star God. The reason why he is a teacher. He taught Chen Mo what a real Gou is. When something goes wrong, he runs away quickly. The so-called explanation of the funeral is actually hurting others and himself. The reason why he is a friend is because he allows Chen Mo and his hip-hop without the severity of a real teacher. A teacher and a friend in the true sense. As the second male lead, Ye Xun Kong, there are very few traces of him, but he is indeed necessary to promote the development of the plot. His identity and his background may seem careless and uncalculated, but in fact, everything is dark when cut. I like everyone in my writing, no matter what angle or thinking, they all seem to have what I long for. Unfortunately, the writing is all empty talk, and few people are willing to read it. So far, there are only two book friends who can really read it. I sincerely express my guilt to these two people. I also apologize, it's not that I don't want to continue writing, because it's time to wake up from the dream. As for the editor, this is a good editor, but unfortunately I am not a good author. I failed to live up to the purpose of your contract and did not earn a penny for Zongheng Literature. Most of it was Zongheng's expenditure on me. I found a job, and this book may not be written anymore. Maybe when I write it, it will just be a day of idleness. Time flies by so fast, a year flies by, and the dismal results are even more exaggerated than being thrown into the street. For example, someone in the group said that he had dozens of readers but no more than a hundred subscriptions and wanted to reopen. I laughed and said nothing because I was already at the end of my life. Thanks again to those two book friends, you are the motivation for me to continue writing, which is sad and a pity. I can't keep writing because the world is like this. This book has no ending yet. After the World Championship, there is another vast world. It's a pity that this, like the Tongtianzhu I wrote back then, will eventually be buried in the passage of time. This book is finished, see you all tomorrow.