Sword Sorcery

Chapter 170
Tomorrow, the book will be on shelves,

The author Jun suddenly felt a little apprehensive and apprehensive, and he didn't know where to start.

Before and after thinking, the author thought that on weekdays, he only cares about coding and managing the comment area, and rarely communicates with everyone about his own experience, so he just took this opportunity to chat with you, and I hope you don’t think I’m talkative (squinting smile ~)

The author Jun is a professional dog who graduated last year, majoring in electronics (major in applied electronics). To be honest, I can learn this technology well. I also won the provincial award in the National Undergraduate Electronic Design Competition.

After graduation, I entered a company that made PLC circuit boards as an intern.

However, I personally don't like electronic components, especially hardware, I hate it very much.

During the competition, there are group classmates who are good at hardware to help, but when the author is working, colleagues are no better than classmates.
It is a torment to face a lot of things that I don’t like all day long. I chose this major because of my father’s insistence on going his own way.

Even, when I chose my major, I didn't know what is called applied electronics.
In such torment every day and night, I finally chose to resign and left this industry.

Like a defeated dog in life, he silently returned to the corner, licking his wounds, not knowing what to do in the future.
Inexplicably, I thought of web articles and my favorite things, so I chose this path.

Like, a kind of joy full of sense of accomplishment.
That is the joy I felt when I was coding, watching the characters in my pen grow gradually, watching the story advance with my own design, a sense of accomplishment in creating the world, which cannot be restrained.

I really want to shout out to everyone in the second style: Gentlemen, I like to write novels.

However, there is pressure in reality after all. During the Chinese New Year last year, the conflict caused by my resignation finally broke out.

My uncle introduced a job in a factory and asked me to take care of the machines. I work from eight to five, and there is no room for advancement. Judging from the current housing prices, I may not be able to afford a house in my life.

They all feel good, because from the perspective of the previous generation, this is an 'iron rice bowl' - at least stable and mediocre, even if it is possible to rent a house for a lifetime.

My father was also putting pressure on me. No matter how I defended, my father also felt that I was idle, or that he just had no money to gamble.

So I ran away and fled to my mother. I am a single-parent family, and my parents divorced since I was a child. I won’t elaborate on the reasons. It’s nothing more than gambling and beating people.
I am very grateful to my mother. My mother always paid for my living expenses when I was in school, but my father did not pay a penny.
From Chinese New Year to now, I have been writing without making any money, relying entirely on my mother's support and understanding.

During this period, there were countless phone calls from my father, accusing, persuading, and swearing.
No matter how I defended, I begged him to give me a few more months, and promised to give him a pension in the future. He also thought that I had been 'idling', and even went to my uncle and aunt to cry.

My father's uncles, aunts, and relatives all called to reprimand, accuse, and teach me a lesson.
More calls came, and I became exhausted at the end. I didn’t even dare to answer the phone anymore. I could only hide in bed and cry by myself. The next morning I wiped my tears and continued to code. Too much stress and sleep deprivation, headaches for a while.

During that time, I was terrified. When I was writing a book, I would always think of their scolding. I didn’t know how to get through it. Maybe by now, I’m getting used to being scolded.
I didn't tell anyone about this matter, I could only keep it in my heart. When I started writing this testimonial today, I wrote it down and wrote it down
I just want to write down this story called "The Sword and Witch". If you have the financial means, I hope you can support the original version of the starting point. At least, I want to guarantee my own food and clothing, instead of I'm dragging my mother down by doing nothing.

I just want to write, finish this story that makes me feel good, finish this story that I want to write
i just want to write
Please everyone.
Finally, regarding tomorrow's launch, VIP will be opened at 0 o'clock. If VIP is opened on time, I will release 0 updates on the day of launch after 10 o'clock.

In the week when it was put on the shelves, except for the 10th update on the day of the launch, for the other six days, 4 updates were guaranteed every day. If my body can hold it, there may be more explosions.

There are not many manuscripts, but I will definitely keep my promise, and I beg those who can afford it to support me for the time being.
please.
PS: Secondary mushrooms.

(End of this chapter)