Master, something is wrong with you.

I didn’t expect that a small place like Pujie would suddenly experience a serious lockdown. Calculating the time, I have been locked up at home for a month. ♦♦  ♦♦

Pujie used to work on an assembly line in an industrial park factory. I didn’t work overtime much in a month, only a few dozen hours, and the minimum wage was only two to three thousand yuan. Those who have factory experience should know that the salary in the factory basically depends on overtime.

Encountering this unexpected situation all of a sudden made Pujie dumbfounded. If this book hadn’t been a hit, I would have made three to two thousand yuan a month before, but now I’m basically going crazy for love...

I thought a lot last month and finally decided to start a new book to see if it could be put on the shelves earlier. Even if I got full attendance, it would give Pujie a little relief. But now it seems that the book has failed. I have never written that type of article, and the rhythm is not right.

On October 20th, Pujie couldn’t sleep and thought a lot while lying in bed. Because I didn’t have much success before and my relationship with my family was average, every time I heard people talking about someone’s child, I was talking about how someone’s child was doing. In addition, at this time, it had been locked down for several days, and I basically had no salary this month. ♦♦  ♦♦

Knowing that the new book had failed, I sat in front of the computer for ten consecutive days to read novels and think of new beginnings, and was rejected one after another.

After being rejected, I ignored the emptiness in my mind and immediately picked up the keyboard to write another manuscript.

In addition to the ones that were actually sent to the editor and rejected, there are still seven or eight half-written drafts in my wps that were stopped because they were not good enough.

Finally, today, I finally wrote another new book that was signed, "Lying in the Demon Sect, Why Are All Sects Undercover?" Under this account "Bring an Umbrella When It Rains".

At the same time, because I didn't leave the computer for more than ten consecutive days and kept sitting there, the hemorrhoids I already had burst directly, and blood suddenly appeared...

Thinking about it, there are only three months before the Chinese New Year, and I don't know when it will be unblocked. I told the factory that I resigned the day before yesterday, and I plan to use three months to see if I can get a higher salary than working in the factory.

I dare not sit for long, it hurts when I sit. I wrote this message while lying down, just to tell everyone that I will not continue to go crazy for love, sorry.

I want to try whether the new book can improve, at least to let Pujie get through this year. Before the new book is put on the shelves, I will choose to apply for the completion of this book.

During this period, I will try to find time to write a short ending.

In the face of the pressure of life, I feel like an embarrassed waste...

If there is a chance, I hope to see you again in the new book, but Pujie also knows that eunuchs have no right to force anything. Once again, thank all the book friends for their support along the way. Pujie is too rubbish, sorry!