I'm very happy that "Return to Freshman" will be released today.

At this moment, Shan Bo was nervous and felt as if he had met the girl he felt guilty about on a blind date - Zhao Fengying!

This feeling is sour and uneasy.

Shan Bo actually first wrote books in 2006. At that time, he didn’t have the same idea as he is now. He just wanted to write books that satisfy him.

At that time, my pen name was Zhenya, and I wrote two floppy books. The first book "This Life" only had 300 collections, but I wrote hundreds of thousands of words. The second book "The Legend of Orphans" has thousands of collections, and I actually earned thousands of income every month, which surprised me very much.

Later, a good writer, Fengliu Huazhu, changed his name to Happy Mouse (this guy is nowhere to be found now and can't find it). He joked that using body organs as a pseudonym would definitely not be popular, so he followed his advice. The pseudonym was Shan Bo.

Shan Bo is actually my life. I wrote "Personal Manager" in 2007. The title of the book was given by the old team leader of the three groups at that time. It was Qidian's first personal book.

Unexpectedly, "Personal Body" became famous in urban literature at that time. It was the first to be worth more than 10,000 yuan, and the other was worth more than 4,000 yuan. If you don't brag, it was a small achievement at that time.

After that, I was very proud of myself and the titles of close-up books were rampant.

Later, I followed a former leader to work from BJ in the southern city. I was very busy with work, and "Personal" could only end helplessly, with only 1.5 million words.

Then I didn’t come into contact with online articles for six or seven years. When I met the authors who were in the group again in that city, I damn, they all became great gods, super gods, and giant gods. I needed to look up to them.

Some of them are still at the starting point, while others have already switched to other websites. They are full of glory and full of wallets. My income from working hard for a year is not as good as their income from writing a month.

Haha, I regret it, my intestines are blue and my jealousy is red. Seeing that most of them are driving sports cars, I wish I could strangle them to death...

Fortunately, they didn't strangle them to death. They instigated me to write. I prepared a new book with confidence. I didn't expect that I was beaten up by the editor and was so angry that I wanted to delete all the words in the computer.

I was not convinced, so I uploaded "Close Driver" under my insistence...

Damn, that was so miserable. I wrote it very carefully, which was even more attentive than when writing "Personal Body". What's wrong?

I had no confidence, and the editor advised me to give up "The Close Driver" and conceive a new book.

I listened to people's advice to have a full meal. I looked back and saw that it was indeed very watery, my heart was bleeding, and I gritted my teeth and ended the "Close Driver".

The new book is actually very accidental. When I returned to my hometown in Northeast China, I saw my relatives, so I decided to write this book with the theme of rebirth, which can be regarded as a memory of my past. Reality cannot compensate for too many relatives, so I just thought about imagining it in the book.

I was very repulsive of rebirth before, and it was difficult for me to understand rebirth. The reason why I wrote rebirth was actually because I really felt guilty towards my family.

There are many words in the book review area that attacked me. I silently deleted them, for fear of affecting the performance of the book, and I don’t want to read it and can’t bear to read it.

Because most of the content in Chapter 2 is real, and it is my real experience, written for myself. I am not fictional, I am exaggerating, but I just describe myself too much.

My mother, my father, my second brother-in-law, and my eldest sister's experience is true, purely factual, not fiction.

When my mother passed away, it was the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month. I went to BJ for less than a year. Because I was in a bad mood, I didn’t want to go home during the Chinese New Year. My family was not willing to inform me, and I was unable to see my mother for the last time.

This is my lifelong regret. For this reason, I have not dared to go to my mother's grave for many years. It was not until 2011 that I took my newly married wife to visit my mother's grave on Qingming Festival. At that time, I realized that I was crying but my heart was as painful as a knife.

My father's stroke is not that serious. He is 80 years old and is in good health. He lives at my lovely third sister's house and occasionally stays at his eldest sister's house. His old age relies on his daughter and has not enjoyed the blessing of his son, but he is very satisfied and happy.

In this matter, I think my elder brother and I have done a very bad job. My elder brother and I are now in the south, apart a hundred kilometers apart. I once brought my father to the south. He doesn't like staying with us. Maybe he doesn't like me or my elder brother's house, and he is no longer used to being with his son.

My sister said she had never eaten in a restaurant, but it really happened at the end of 2003. At that time, ** had just ended. I rented a shop in Wantong, BJ, and bought small goods, and I lost a lot of money.

When my sister came, I couldn't afford to invite her, but I was not in the mood to go out for dinner. Of course, I made up for this regret when I got home from the spring of the next year. I invited the whole family to a restaurant more than once...

My elder brother really opened a convenience store. I really stole money and cigarettes at his house. It lasted for a long time. It was indeed the old lady who refused to let them say that I am very grateful to them for maintaining my "thief".

When my eldest sister had breast cancer, I realized what fear was. She sat in a daze on the chair at home in the south, as if the sky was about to fall. My wife booked me a plane ticket to Changchun before she greeted me. I still thought about it now.

My eldest sister was worried that she would not be able to get off the operating table because her son was going to take the college entrance examination and refused to undergo surgery. I, who had always been very hard-hearted, was confused and at a loss.

I grabbed my elder sister's hand and persuaded her for two days, and patted her chest with a slight promise. My elder sister agreed to the operation. Fortunately, after chemotherapy, she is very healthy now. She looks like a normal person. I pray that she will live longer than me, a debilitating person...

My second brother-in-law really had cirrhosis and ascites. I stubbornly thought that he was because of excessive alcoholism. I had a life of excessive drinking, but I didn’t like to drink. I completely quit drinking 12 years later.

As for the domestic violence of my sister, dad, some people also talked about it in the book review area. Is there anything strange about the men in the Northeast who beat their wives and scold their children in their era?

As for my third sister, it's really good, very good, I can't describe her goodness in words. To me, she is my angel. She has been spoiled and loved me since she was a child, and everything goes with me. Most of the expenses for my study are supported and sponsored by her.

Of course, I am not as bad as the book. After my economic relaxation, I did not owe her money, but I will never repay that love in this life, no, I will never repay it in the next life.

Even now, whenever I think of him, I feel happy all over my body, and every time I go home, as long as I am with my third sister, I can't help but lie on her lap. The feeling of her touching my hair makes me feel calm.

Haha, tell a joke, many people who are not familiar with me almost always regard me as my third sister’s son...

As for the dormitory, haha, everyone is different. Those three guys are my good buddies, and their names are real, I just want to hack them...

Fatty Wang, haha, that is my fucking brother in life, my best buddy with a different surname. For many years, I have taken care of my family in my hometown in Northeast China...

I have been talking so much, but I am just venting it. There is nothing else to mean. I just hope that those who understand can stop attacking this content.

If you want to scold me, just scold my writing level (it's really awesome), scold my thinking logic (may be chaotic), of course the top scorer is unreasonable, and of course the third-tier school is not reasonable. In fact, the most unreasonable thing itself is rebirth...

Okay, don’t talk nonsense anymore. The brothers and sisters who accompanied me to this chapter must not abandon me after this chapter. The content of the VIP will be more exciting.

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Written by Shan Bo in the early morning of December 23, 2016
Chapter completed!