Turn into a magical girl and ruin the whole world

Chapter 74 Preoccupied
As you can see, the book has 32 words at the time of writing.

Here at Qidian, most of the novels are about 20 words long. If I can persist for one more month, I am actually relatively strong-willed.

Here, I must also be honest. The writing of this book is not very good. The plot, expectations and characters are all superficial. Including the chapter of Tenri Academy in the first volume that I have been preparing for a long time, it is not fully developed. It’s just Writing out the entire story does not sublimate the plot.

It can only be said that my abilities are limited.

But why don’t I like my book?
The chapter just now was actually written by me when I was mentally exhausted, which can be seen from the update time.

I usually update the 4000-word chapter regularly at 0:4 pm.

But today it was suddenly so late.

Originally, I wanted to just give it a bad ending, but I suddenly didn’t want to give up completely, so I updated the plot as normal, and my mood at this time was quite complicated.

I can understand that the website prohibits this kind of behavior of mixing full attendance in order to raise the threshold. If I were the person in charge of a website, I would definitely hate this kind of behavior of mixing full attendance.

But personally, I feel a little exhausted.

It’s not like we were miserable. My father has a disabled leg. When he was a child, it seemed that his leg was severely burned because my grandma put it near the fire. The medical conditions at that time were very poor and the only option was amputation.

Although my father is a person with a bad temper, I have gradually come to understand him recently. After all, after encountering this kind of thing, my father is much more optimistic than the average person. (To be honest, I even somewhat forgot about the fact that my father was disabled.)
My mother is a schizophrenic (I hate the word psychosis) and is still living in the hospital.

My aunt and others have helped me since I was a child (my father is also working hard to make money. He is studying medicine, although he is just an ordinary clinic doctor)

To be honest, without the help of relatives and friends, I would be just a ignorant rural child who doesn't understand anything.

But now I have written this book, to some extent, to express my inner feelings and express my emotions.

Including the miserable passage above, it was really written when I was exhausted and wanted to vent.

Doesn’t this seem a bit too crazy? After all, no one is miserable. Every family has tragic things. Some people even have worse family conditions than me. Including me, the truth is that I attended a seminar on disciple discipline held at school. I suddenly cried when I saw the truth of a classmate who was studying.Later I learned that it was the topic of filial piety that touched him emotionally.

That kind of repressed desire to tell us to be good to our parents, but we dare not say the words for fear of affecting the normal order is really heart-wrenching.

Who is not miserable.

So it’s not anyone’s fault at all, the world is like this, and I can’t help but feel a little pessimistic.

Nowadays, online public opinion is getting more and more tense, which makes me more and more anxious and angry.

But there are some truths, people really can be completely broken by some small things.

During this month, I wrote almost with a hint of illusory belief.

Although most of the time I do it to vent my emotions, but why not do it for money?

I also admitted that I just like money, want money very much, and need a lot of money.

However, now, it cannot be put on the shelves.

Of course, I don’t mean to blame the editor, although now I haven’t seen the first round of recommendations to me in the background. (Actually, I just blame it, laugh)

Anyway, I won’t get too hung up on this matter.

The interface is left to continue writing, but it may not necessarily be written down.

Alas, I don’t stop here. I wish every reader here a happy family and a successful career. Then when you become a rich boss, please take more care of the poor.

——Floating like a blue cloud
(End of this chapter)