(And so, Little Ba's life was completely ruined.jpg)
At that time, all I thought about was earning some manuscript fees to ease the burden of life. I didn't think much, mimicking the books I liked back then, I thought of a beginning and just posted it directly.
Worried that as a newcomer, I might not have the skills, I didn't dare to go to Qidian, but ended up smoothly writing to a million words concluding it. The epilogue alone stretched over fifteen chapters.
Perhaps nostalgia adds a filter, but among the four books I've written so far, it's my favorite, perhaps the one with the most Spiritual Qi—it feels reminiscent of that time now, and writing it makes me very happy!
Back then, if I had been braver, I should have gone directly to Qidian.
Later, the book's results were quite decent, and many people joined the group to encourage me.
It inflated my confidence a bit when I was already thinking of giving up, so I continued writing.
