Almost everyone has experiences, experiences, feelings, and sadness, but not many people can grasp it.

Wang Xiu has been learning Go in the world of Chess Soul and playing Go. He has personally experienced the world of spirit. Playing chess with a group of chess players of varying levels of chess skills. This invisible and incomprehensible feeling is really unpredictable.

Therefore, he chose the most familiar way. Yes, Wang Xiu was actually a otakus who was not very good at speaking and had very poor social language skills. However, whenever he sat in front of the computer and started typing, he could get inspiration again, with IQ + MAX...

Smacking... Wang Xiu typing on the keyboard, buried his head in front of the worn notebook on the desk, and began to code.

There are also manuscripts with good codes in the past, but now it seems that there are too many things wrong. In order to grasp the mood at this time, he first used a big sword and wide axe to save more than 100,000 manuscripts, and directly deleted them 100,000, leaving only a little starting setting that had been originally thought. The old and new lights echoed in his mind. The stories that traveled through time these days were all my true and imaginary experiences. Since that is the case, why don’t I code them out?

"First of all, the title of the book is determined to be... Yes, enter the world to show off and learn Go, so that it is fun. Don't worry about any routine, whether it can be popular, don't care whether it is a niche, don't care about grades, and don't think about whether you can make money..."

"There are many careers that want to make money in reality... and those who write novels always have a little bit of the meaning of wanting to share their spiritual journey with others..."

"I have always been lonely like Taya Ryo."

"Every author is a potential lonely person. We are immersed in creating an illusory world. After creation, we are in order to share this journey of spiritual fantasy with people. Book friends, book friends, and make friends with books. That's it."

Every time I write a word, it is like a kind of sublimation of the mind, enrichment, and whispering myself...

Time quietly left when the person was fully infused. Before he knew it, more than three hours had passed. It took Wang Xiu a long time since he had fully infused his words. The kind of inspiration that wanted to infinitely show the pictures in his heart appeared continuously.

Didn't, after the last word was coded, I saw that there were 50,000 words! Removed the first of more than 10,000 words left before, and Wang Xiu coded nearly 40,000 words in more than three hours! The speed was over 10,000! This is the speed that only ancient giant gods had.

Wang Xiu stood up and laughed in the room, laughing happily, and exhaled with depression. It was yesterday, and it was only last month that the depression that happened due to the rent incident had completely vomited!

Wang Xiu stood on the balcony and looked at the sunset in the distance, without any doubt or confusion. The invisible lurking that had accumulated in his heart for a long time disappeared like the snow of the sunset.

Whether it is novels or Go, they are all about establishing their minds and speaking. After calculating the words, after realizing this, I suddenly let go of something in my heart, as if I had put down the novel, as if I had put down the Go, but it seemed that I had grasped it tighter, but my heart was free and relaxed.

"The so-called Tao is one, and knowledge and action are one, and this is the way."

Wang Xiu calmly picked up his cell phone and dialed his mother's phone. The wait was not long, but in just five or six seconds, his mother answered the phone.

"Son, why do you think of it and call your mother? Is there anything wrong? Are you in good health? Are you having a good appetite?"

Listening to his mother's nagging words in the past, Wang Xiu's eyes felt slightly sore, as if sand was confusing his eyes. He paused and then replied:

"Mom, I'm fine, mainly because your health is fine? And does my dad's rheumatoid legs still hurt now?"

"Everything is fine, all is fine. Son, don't worry about that old man. His health is better than you. He went to the river to catch fish yesterday."

"Yeah, you'll be in good health."

"Son, is there anything wrong? You don't call me normally, what's wrong?"

"Mom, I...I'm tired of staying outside and want to live home, right?"

"Go home to live? OK, okay, son, you are willing to live home, how could mom disagree? If your father dares to say that you have not made any progress in writing novels, I will see that I will not tear his mouth. Son, come back, it is not good to eat outside, and live in it, mom has been worried for a long time, and I have thought about it long ago..."

When my mother heard that Wang Xiu was about to come back, she was filled with joy in her tone. Her true nagging was aroused, and she said a lot of words again. If it were Wang Xiu in the past, she would have changed an excuse to hang up the phone. But today, he listened carefully and kept responding mercilessly, like a woman? No, it should be said to be like a child.

In the next two days, Wang Xiu packed up his gifts, checked the house, went to the barber room to cut his hair, threw away his old clothes and messy things, packed up all his luggage, and boarded the train home. It is worth mentioning that in the past two days, Wang Xiu's spiritual attributes have been increasing, growing at a rate of 0.2 per day.

It was not until he returned home and lived with peace of mind for three days that he stopped growing, and his spiritual attributes were frozen at 17 o'clock.

Understand the original intention, let go of unrealistic self-esteem, take the initiative to go home, take the initiative to recuperate the body, and change yourself. All of this is the truth contained in his own pseudonym. Only by uniting knowledge and action can one become the great way. This is exactly the case.

The spiritual attribute of 17 points also made Wang Xiu discover many different specialties of ordinary people. He found that he could easily enter a state of full infusion, such as typing. In the past, he was always distracted when typing, half-hearted, and a little distracted. Not only did he say that he was inefficient in typing, but he was also dissatisfied.

Now, he can code at least 20,000 words for two hours a day, and accumulates the new book manuscripts of these days to 150,000 words. Although his work is still not very good, Wang Xiu is very satisfied because he codes smoothly. After each code, he reads it himself again. He feels interesting. No more than before. Although it is also a smooth storyline, it seems like boiled water, looking boring, without spiritual energy, and not even more interesting.

After his new book was uploaded, because the eunuch had many times before, even the editor seemed to be on the edge of him. Although the book passed the internal signature, only two small recommendations, collections, recommendations, etc. were arranged, because he did not write mainstream urban novels, but very non-mainstream and niche subjects. After the protagonist gets the golden finger, he does not set up a slap in the face. Don’t bully the young man’s poor, a counterattack against the silk, heroes save the beauty... and so on. What is the popular plot about the world of Go’s soul!

Most of the fans who followed him in the past did not follow him. They had been hurt by his eunuchs several times, and writing Go and other things were indeed unpopular.

Well...but these are not important. Wang Xiu thought it was interesting, so why bother to pay attention to these details?

Life passed day by day, and the villagers also knew about Wang Xiu’s return to his hometown. The son of the Wang family who was not doing his job and wanted to write novels to make money was back... This is circulating in the village, which made Wang Xiu’s father a little uncomfortable in the village. He didn’t have a good face to Wang Xiu when he got home. In fact, the reason why Wang Xiu was unwilling to go home in the past was because of this, and the villagers were gossiped about it!

However, Wang Xiu didn't care about these things. He woke up early and practiced in the morning every day, spent two hours typing in the morning, spent one hour scrutinizing in the morning, took a half hour nap after lunch, and played Go online from the whole afternoon to 9 pm, and lived a fulfilling life.

Now I feel that playing Go is also very interesting.
Chapter completed!