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[016] Do something

After midnight, we all slept and ran to knock on my door.

This scene is really too cheesy. By the way, Da Ben and I have been having cheesy since our school days.

As mentioned earlier, some of us have very stiff relationships, and on the other hand, some of us have very strong relationships. For example, when I lived in high school, I was on the upper and lower bunks with him. Later, we entered the same university together. At the beginning, we were not in the same dormitory, but after setbacks, we finally moved into the same dormitory.

Da Ben has been wandering for a long time, and his love path has been tortuous. In the past two years, he has finally stabilized and found a more suitable girl. We all advised him to marry such a girl, but Da Ben always feels stressed, and he has become very confused recently.

I couldn't sleep last night because he called me to talk about this, and he came again tonight.

There are reasons why he is confused. Roger has already divorced. Our best friend Lin Shao, who was in college, also divorced. He also has the best partner of Bicycle, that is, me, and his marital status is not ideal.

Because of these living cases, Da Ben has some concerns about marriage.

I didn’t have a long talk with Da Ben tonight, and I had almost talked about what I wanted to talk about, so I just gave him one sentence: “You are you, we are us, don’t influence your marriage because of our experience.”

This sentence is actually for me to hear. I used to think that my emotional problems had something to do with my childhood and my parents. Today I began to learn to throw away the idea of ​​pushing the responsibility to the past. My emotional problems were just my personal problems and had nothing to do with my childhood and my parents.

Da Ben was shocked by my words. After a while, I thanked me for giving him a golden message, and then left happily. Looking at his slutty back, I immediately regretted it. If he got married when he went back, how many red envelopes would I have to give?

Soon I put this aside and immersed in my daydream.

I fell asleep when I shouldn't sleep today, and couldn't sleep when I should sleep. My daydream made me very excited, just like the night before I dated the girl in my heart when I was a teenager, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

I simply got up and held my notebook and beat it.

When you do a big thing, you must always make sufficient preparations in advance.

Before I daydreaming, there are three things I need to do.

The first thing is to calm down and write a book.

For me, writing a book is not difficult, the difficulty is writing a book that can rejuvenate yourself.

Most of my friends have had the experience of reading online novels, and some of them are more experienced than me. They once pursued some novels with great fanaticism, and later gave up some novels with great indifference. As the only people who are engaged in the online literature industry, their attitude towards me has also undergone very interesting changes.

During that process, they called me differently. At first, they called me "a young man who pursued his ideals", and later they changed to "a bastard who cheated money by typing and then became "a otakus who would die if he didn't YY". Later, everyone learned to be a high-level gangster, and insulted personality without dirty words. For a while, Lei Zi called me: a national hero who fantasizes about the powerful country.

Sometimes I feel that I am not me, I represent a group, and many colleagues have similar experiences to me.

I am engaged in such a YY industry, but I feel a kind of rejection of YY in my heart.

Until one day, a call with Roger sublimated my mind.

More than ten years ago, when we were still cutting out our living expenses and mingling in the Internet cafe to talk about our life ideals with our penguin friends in a distance, Roger had already made a computer with a legendary memory of 512M and walked around at home. At that time, Roger had already come into contact with online novels and brought me in.

I must thank him here, he became my guide.

In the field of online literature, the author who impressed me the most, a book, was introduced by Roger.

The author is called Shazi. As early as the era when online literature was in its infancy, this legendary figure wrote an article "You are not a grain of sand" and later published a book "How is Light Art Made". I don't know why he faded out of the online literature industry later. I only know that this person and his articles have had a profound impact on me, and even to a certain extent, influenced my writing style.

Originally, Roger and I were comrades in the same trench. We were all fans of Sha at that time. Soon after, Roger became a traitor. He became obsessed with Jin Hezai and Jin Hezai's "The Legend of Wukong".

Roger is the one who reads the most fantasy novels among us. His grandfather rented a bookstore. When they were young, they had various martial arts novels in their store, and later various online novels appeared in their store. As for whether these novels are genuine, everyone understands them, we won’t discuss them.

Before Roger got married, his impression in our minds was similar to Lei Zi. You can never guess what he wanted to do next, and he himself didn't know what he wanted to do.

We have discussed this. Maybe Roger has read too many fantasy novels. He is often immersed in illusory fantasies. Sometimes he wants to be a young and dandy, sometimes he wants to be a policeman, sometimes he wants to join the army, and sometimes he suddenly wants to be a white-collar worker. He has a lot of ideas, but unfortunately few of them put it into practice. When he really has the courage to practice, he is already the father of a child.

One day when I called Roger, I heard the sound of flipping books. I am not unfamiliar with this situation. Roger doesn't like reading books in front of the computer, and he also has to read physical novels, even physical copycat versions. Imagine the scene of him lying in bed reading books, and I asked, "Which book has you been chasing recently?"

He said: "Pure rational criticism."

I was stunned for a moment and asked uncertainly: "Is it Kant's book or a new online article?"

He said: "Kant's."

I asked, "Do you want to go against the will of heaven?"

He said: "No, YY has been too long and has been aesthetically exhausted. I went to Xinhua Bookstore today and felt very deeply. We just found a bookstore and spent dozens of dollars to find good books that will last forever. However, we spent more money on the Internet and wasted more time but it was difficult to find real good books."

I asked, "Do you think you've lived with dogs before?"

He said: "There's a little bit."

I asked, "Why aesthetic fatigue?"

He said: "I'm past thirty."

I could hear the fatigue in his voice. It was not that a man could not read YY novels after he passed thirty. As a child's father, he just could no longer accept those YY things.

I have similar views with him. Time passes and we are growing up. I have some readers who have not graduated from high school, but have graduated from college later. The things I YY show are almost the same. These things lack inspirational elements and cannot accompany them to grow up, making me often feel that what I write is meaningless.

But as an online writer, I don’t know if this view means being separated from the organization. If I jump out and write something different, I don’t know if it’s considered to be against my peers.

That day, Roger asked me: "Do you plan to stop writing anything in the future?"

I said, "Yes."

He asked, "Why?"

I said, "Some people say that Hong Kong movies have died long ago. I don't think it's so exaggerated. At least it's still a breath, at most it's just a disabled person. Before Hong Kong movies were disabled, in the golden age of Oriental Hollywood, several major film companies stood up, and various shoddy follow-up themes emerged one after another. At that time, gambling movies zombie movies and gunfight movies blinded countless krypton gold dog eyes. I don't know why, looking at the seemingly prosperous online literature industry now and looking at the many major websites, I always think of the once extremely brilliant Hong Kong movies, especially when I saw various prehistoric streams and other worlds, all of which flashed through my mind were made bad gambling movies and zombie movies. I had a premonition that one day, the Chinese online literature industry would be as half-dead as Hong Kong movies."

He said, "Then have you ever thought about doing something?"

I said: "Don't you know what the situation in the online literature industry is now? What else can I do?"

Roger didn't answer me. A few months later, he suddenly called me in the middle of the night to wake me up. He was very excited at the time and he heard the sound of drinking: "No, you really have to do something!"

I was puzzled: "What to do?"

Roger: "Just what I told you last time, do something for you, the dying online literature world."

I said, "You are drinking too high? The market is so good now, and it looks so prosperous in all aspects. The birth of the wireless version has pushed the industry to its peak. Maybe I am worried about it? Don't think about it anymore, just take a shower and go to bed."

Roger: "No, I can't sleep. I was hurt by a book today."

"Which book can hurt you?" I was shocked. In my impression, since Duoduo went to kindergarten, Roger has become quite steady, and few things can hit him, let alone things on the Internet.

Roger: "Do you know Lin Hai?"

I said: "I ate hot pot together once in 2006, and it's been a long time ago."

Roger: "What do you think of him?"

I said, "It's quite literary. At that time, he had long hair that didn't know whether it was negative ions or ions."

Roger: "Not this, I'll tell you how you read his book."

I said, "I haven't read much, what's going on? Hasn't he been writing football all the time? It's not easy for so many years."

Roger was incoherent: "I have read his book for ten years, but in the end, it's so sad!"

I asked: "What's the situation? Can it be explained more clearly?"

Roger: "The introduction of his new book says that this is my story and a story about dreams. As soon as I saw this introduction, I was so excited that I thought he was finally going to write something about dreams. As a result, when I clicked in, I immediately collapsed. This was actually a book where the protagonist traveled through the past and cheated with a football plug-in!"

I wondered: "Is there any problem? Are you not this kind of routine these days?"

Roger's voice was filled with indignation from the other end of the phone: "It's nothing to write this routine, but don't sell this kind of dog meat with the sheep's head on your dreams. Isn't this a bad dream? Lin Hai has always been a dreamer in my mind. It's not easy for a person to persist in writing football for ten years, but why has he become like this now?"

I said, "Why else can you do it? Isn't it just to support your family? He would have become popular if he had been enlightened a few years earlier."

Roger was even more indignant: "No, you don't understand what I mean, dreams, do you know dreams?"

I asked, "How much have you drunk? Can you be a little bit logical?"

Roger coughed a few times and finally became a little logical: "I tell you this, I can understand that he supports his family. He still has a similar plug-in in his previous book. I can accept it, but I can't accept this new book. Do you know why? It's very simple. Although the hero in his book is a young man with ears and nose, he is born to fight and fight. He made me believe that fate will favor those who dare to fight and fight, which is inspirational. But he doesn't do this in this new book. The protagonist is a complete loser. Such a loser can be reborn after death and can get help from plug-in. How can I be inspirational?"

After a pause, he talked a long story: "I have always believed in a concept that only by doing anything can success! Just like picking up girls, as long as you dare to chat with them, you will have a 50% success rate. If you don't even have the courage to chat with them, you will still be able to reverse you. This possibility is not even 0.000005%! The hero he wrote this book is a person who dares to do it. The story of father and son trying out everywhere is very inspiring, making me feel that God deserves to favor such a person who never gives up. But what did he do in this new book? The protagonist did nothing and got two plug-ins. Not only did he travel through time, but he also got a football system. It is easy to convey such a message to minors: you don't have to do anything, even if you are cowardly, even if you are a mess, you will travel through time and get plug-ins to dominate the world..."

I said, "I understand a little bit. The current market is just like this. There is no way. Everyone doesn't encourage people to work hard. Instead, they prefer to stay at home and get a cheater out of thin air."

Roger was very sad and angry: "If it was just like this, I could tolerate it! But this reborn person still kept his dreams all day long, and I really couldn't tolerate it. What is a dream? At least it should be something that was exchanged for with blood and sweat? Can something made with a cheater be called a dream? If you want to find something that never fades in this world, that kind of thing must be a dream. I remember many times the book he wrote on the digital station, which has a chapter called "Butteng, run"! Every time I see that chapter, I am very moved. What is a dream? This is a dream! After seven years, I still clearly remember the chapter he wrote, and I remember that the child who had no cheating or reborn was running hard. This is something that never fades, and this is something about dreams, and I will never forget it!"

"But what exactly does he want to express now? A failed protagonist, reborn with his left hand and his right hand plug-in, and he still yells about his dream. Should the dream be ruined and defiled like this? I didn't understand what it felt like to eat flies before, but today I understand. You know, I rarely read YY novels in the past two years, but I have been chasing his books. Today, he lit my last straw as firewood."

I don’t know how to comfort Roger, nor how to evaluate the current situation in the online literature industry.

Roger was still expressing his resentment: "I originally wrote a book review of more than 1,000 words to scold him. Just when I was about to click to send it, I saw that his book was the first monthly ticket. I can't describe my mood for that second. In that ideal era of cloth running, he didn't become popular. In this era of left hand crossing the plug-in with the right hand, he became popular. How can you break it? How can you break it?"

I asked: "Have you ever thought about it for us who are typing, how difficult it would be to get through this day in ten years?"

Roger: "I thought about it, I always hoped that he would be very popular, but I didn't expect this way in the end."

I smiled: "So you left silently and blessed him silently?"

Roger's voice was very bitter: "I'm not as great as you said. I think it's useless to scold me. I've already been like this. I sat in front of the computer for a few minutes, then turned off the computer and went out. At that moment, I understood why you gave up on this industry. I also understood why your friends who used to have a very evil writing style have long stopped doing this industry."

I didn't say anything, and listened to him continuing to make a long speech: "I originally asked Yuanyuan to drink with me, but he wouldn't even beat him to death. He said that he was not as bitter as me in the online literature, so I just drank it alone until now. After thinking about it, I could only call you, and you don't have to comfort me. I figured it out. I don't blame Lin Hai anymore. Really, I just gave up on YY novels. Just this night, YY novels died in my heart, dead, do you understand?"

I said, "I understand, it's dead in my heart."

Roger: "No, I can die, you can't."

I said, "Bad, neither of us died, it's YY novels that died."

Roger: "No, you can't let it die in your heart. I still can't forget it. That year, when you watched "You Are Not a Grain of Sand", you said that one day you will also be like sand. After more than ten years, will you forget your ideal?"

I said, "He withdrew it without writing a few books, and I withdrew it without writing a few books. I'm already like him."

Roger: "No, you haven't been like him. He wrote the book in his heart. You have this book in your heart, but you haven't written it yet."

I said, "I have long forgotten what that book looks like in my heart."

Roger suddenly chattered like a middle-aged woman: "No, do something, you have to do something. Brother, do something, do something for the online literary world that you have been struggling for more than eight years."

I said, "Brother, I can do whatever I want. Everyone is no longer young. Don't you understand this principle? Don't come with me in the school days, can you do that?"

"It's a bit difficult for you. In fact, sometimes you can't write it, and there are so many people scolding you indiscriminately. I'm quite anxious about you. I just thought, maybe we're all old and can't accept those things anymore, and forcing you to write them is not a solution." Roger, who was drunk that night, felt a lot, and sighed one after another, and said, "But I don't want to be old so early, you can't, you have to do something. You read the novels now, it seems to be divided into various themes such as fantasy fairy tale and city. In fact, what I wrote is the same thing, nothing more than the first chapter of being humiliated, the second chapter of getting a plug-in, the third chapter of being gorgeously stepped on people, the fourth chapter of picking up girls, and then endless loops of such routines... Awesome, you promise me, you must promise me, if you come out again in the future, don't write like this, okay?"
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