The pattern of the starting point is the same as elsewhere: there are countless works that can be read at any time. People who read books, who work in the afternoon and evening, spend four cents every time to buy a chapter,—— which was more than ten years ago, and now each chapter will rise to ten,—— hold a mobile phone and computer to read it, and read it in a few minutes; If you are willing to spend more than 100%, you can reward the author. But these readers, mostly short-clothed gangs, only read but don't write. Only those who wear caftans are both authors and readers.

Kong Zhengdao is a person who wears a long shirt while standing and reading. He was very tall; Pale face, although he was wearing a long shirt, it was dirty and torn, and it seemed that he had not been mended or washed for more than ten years. Because his surname is Kong, others took a nickname for him from the half-understood words of "the righteous way is abandoned and the evil things are long" in Guan Zi and the government, called Kong Zhengdao.

As soon as Kong Zhengdao arrived at the store, all the people who read the book looked at him and laughed, and some shouted, "Kong Zhengdao, you are a eunuch again!" He didn't answer, and they deliberately shouted, "Didn't you save the manuscript?" Why don't you send it if you hide it? Kong Zhengdao's eyes widened and said, "I write seven hours a day, and I can only make two chapters...... "Then can you explain the biography of Mu Susu, who can't do water" Kong Zhengdao's face turned red, and the green tendons on his forehead bloomed, and argued, "Water...... Novels should be written in an interesting way. One after another, it was difficult to understand, such as "this model worker has changed four chapters", what "if you do this again, I will be a eunuch", etc., which caused everyone to laugh: the inside and outside of the store were filled with happy air.

Listening to people talking behind their backs, Kong Zhengdao also wrote books, but it was not that Shuangwen was unattended, and he couldn't make a living; So he got poorer and poorer, and he got to the point where he was about to beg for food. Fortunately, there were so many people who spent money on the books they wrote, so they reluctantly updated them and changed them to a bowl of rice to eat.

Kong Zhengdao drank half a bowl of wine, and his flushed face gradually recovered, and the others asked again, "Kong Zhengdao, do you really know how to read?" Kong Zhengdao looked at the person who asked him, showing disdain. Then they said, "Why don't you have even half a reputation?" Kong Zhengdao immediately showed a depressed and uneasy appearance, and his face was covered with a layer of gray.

In these times, I can echo the laughter, the editor is not to blame. Kong Zhengdao knew that he couldn't talk to them, so he had no choice but to talk to the child. He once said to me, "Do you read novels?" I nodded slightly. He said, "Read the novel,...... I'll test you. How is the character's personality written? "I think, is a street writer like begging worthy of me? Then he turned his face away and paid no more attention. Kong Zhengdao waited for a long time, and said very earnestly, "Can't write?" …… I'll teach you, remember! These things should be remembered. In the future, when I am an author, I will use it when I write books. I secretly thought that I was still far from the author, and I was funny and impatient, so I lazily replied to him, "Who wants you to teach, don't you have a character template?" Kill decisively and take something when you see a woman, and write it down. Kong Zhengdao looked extremely unhappy, knocked the long nails of his two fingers on the counter, shook his head and said, "People's hearts will change, what character begins and ends, how can it be that half a point remains the same." I grew impatient, and walked away. Kong Zhengdao had just dipped his fingernails in wine and wanted to teach on the counter, but when he saw that I was not enthusiastic, he sighed again, showing great regret.

Kong Zhengdao makes people happy like this, but without him, readers would live like this.

One day, about two or three days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the editor was slowly calculating, and suddenly said, "Kong Zhengdao has not been here for a long time." I owe a few hundred chapters! "I also think he hasn't been here for a long time. A man reading a book said, "How could he come?" …… He ran out of money to eat. The shopkeeper said, "Oh! "He's still writing books. This time, I was faint, and what I wrote became more and more niche. How many people spend money on that kind of text? "What happened?" "How? No one was interested, and some readers ran to see the theft. "And then?" "Later, I had no money to eat, and I was hungry for a few days." "How about being hungry for a few days?" "How? …… Who knows? Xu is a eunuch. The shopkeeper didn't ask anymore, still slowly counting the chapters he owed.

I haven't seen Kong Zhengdao for a long time. At the end of the year, the editor said, "Kong Zhengdao still owes hundreds of chapters!" By the Dragon Boat Festival of the second year, he said, "Kong Zhengdao still owes hundreds of chapters!" "I didn't say it until the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I didn't see him at the end of the year.

I haven't seen it until now—about Kong Zhengdao is indeed a eunuch.