Over the years, I have changed
Wen | Gong Xiaobing
In 2001, I went online, registered id Gong Xiaobing, and became an official user of Chinese BBS. I'm free in society, but I'm still new to the BBS industry. Before that I knew nothing about any of the rules in the trade, everything had to be learned from scratch. During the internship, some of the bosses in the forum called me responsible for irrigation, but I always made mistakes. Every time I make a mistake, the boss will scold me for being stupid, saying, stupid, how can you be stupid like the real thing! I endured silently, never resisted, never resisted. I lowered my head every time. After I went offline, I silently wrote down this sentence and nailed it to the head of the bed to make my motto, and as soon as I saw or heard this sentence, I was full of strength.
In various forums across the country, there seem to be not many ids like me, and there seem to be many. I don't know if I'm a nest, maybe, maybe. Fame has nothing to do with essence. I was born in the south, often to the north. Southerners are devious and resourceful. I really hate my parents, why didn't they give birth to me north of the Yangtze River. However, the weather in the north is dry, hot and cold, there are many thieves, and the lives and property of residents are not guaranteed.
I'm a on the Internet, and other netizens seem to know everything. After each period of time, they would stop on their own, sit in front of the computer and drink water, and watch the netizens in the chat room chat. They talk about claim, salvation, mind, Shakyamuni, flower willow, love, and Nam no Amitabha, and so on. At this time, I couldn't plug my mouth at all, and at most I could only sit on the side, reminiscing like water, years like water.
During this time, I have come to know some famous or are famous ids. Of course, they didn't know me. I was successfully upgraded on several of these forums because I had a very good set of people and things. At the end of the year, I began to write novels. But I've never had long hair through my ears, nor have I ever rocked a cannabis. That is, I don't understand art. I passed on my work to a few ids who were becoming famous on the Internet at the time. They say yes, not bragging. But they say I might be more promising if I do something else. I could tell it was a hidden blade. This is tantamount to trying to approach art, but art rejects me.
In 2002, I received no less than ten challenge letters to apply for a duel with Benid. The reason is that in some of the current affairs pages of the altar, I used Einstein's theory that "the classification of countries and regions and nationalities is the artificial of history", Cui Jian's theory of anarchy and free association (positive use), neo-Nazi, futurism and other theories (negative use), and fought to the death with hundreds of times and thousands of times more patriots than me. So I received their challenge book. There may be some books that are not considered challenge books, but just ask me to respect the name of the daimyo, where the immortals live, and greet my old mother by the way. Some of the volunteers asked me out directly. Ben id all made an appointment, but never went to the appointment.
In 2003, I quit writing medium and long stories offline. Many were scattered. In 2004-2005, I was approached by some booksellers and editors, gave me some money, and published several books. A number of forums, websites, television stations and magazines and newspapers have published this information. It also added some inexplicably new friends to me. They are all some good people. Give me a good reputation and invite me to dinner. These two points allow me to trust their sincerity.
From 2006 to 2009, I worked as a journalist and entertainment writer for a metropolitan newspaper. But in the past few years, I basically can't write much about my own things, perhaps because I am too ashamed, so I simply don't write at all. Another important reason is that after a few years of being a media person, my heart has been very dark, I have lost the goal of life, and I often feel very confused, so I resigned in confusion and decided to change my lifestyle.
From 2009 to 2013, I was a business starter, I worked as a company owner, a professional planner, A creative, industrial and agricultural, and then I almost did it. In the second half of 2012, because of the obstruction of entrepreneurship and the break of the capital chain, he began to borrow usurious loans from the society, and then involved in gambling, and the accumulation of many years quickly collapsed. The huge interest rate of usury overwhelmed me, and I worked hard for more than ten years to return to the pre-liberation period overnight. Looking back at my ten years, I personally think it is still relatively wonderful, although I am not only a poor egg now, but also a usury, although many people do not recognize my way of life, think that I am a shameless loser, but I still maintain the original optimism, still very active.
After I was released from prison, I worked in many kinds of jobs, such as two-forced youth, horse boys, construction site coolies, gambling stall thugs, video game hall owners, Internet café internet managers, tea dealers, unlicensed tour guides, fake tobacco and fake liquor practitioners, Internet writers, columnists, city newspaper reporters, company bosses, amateur gamblers, and almost joined the party. The longest one is the young man who is forced to do it, and the shortest one is the amateur gambler.
My decade, along the way, has also been a halo continuously, I have been from a low-level member of society, struggled to become a guest of many social celebrities, from an ordinary network writer, rose to a popular inspirational young writer, from a city newspaper reporter resigned to the sea, transformed into a bold young entrepreneur, this decade, is the most brilliant decade of my life: 2004 Tencent Network Times Festival Latest Style Innovation Award winner, Tianya Community 2005 Annual Internet Figure, 2011 One of the Top Ten Inspirational Youths in Rural China, Deputy Secretary-General of Anhui Essayist Association, Standing Council Member of Anhui Young Entrepreneurs Association, Initiator of Anhui Young Writers Association, CEO of Anhui Youth Entrepreneurship Network, Member of Huangshan Youth Federation, Initiator of China Young Writers Self-Media Alliance...
Every time I participate in an activity, when the host introduces me, there is often no way to start, can not open my mouth, wait for me to stand up, everyone looks, is this dead fat man, pretend what to force, wait for the host to introduce, said that I was once a juvenile offender, the stage was suddenly quiet a lot, some people began to admire me, when the activity ended, many people have extended their thumbs to me, sometimes I am thinking, briefly introduce, this person is a labor prisoner who has been released from prison, How painstaking to come up with so many false social identities. But in any case, this society has indeed given me enough fairness, justice and opportunity, it is my own failure to grasp the good degree, I have already gained a lot, if I were a person who is satisfied with the status quo, I don't think there will be such a mess as today.
Ten years ago I just debuted, three books in a year, and then in the next six months, I was interviewed by at least 50 media outlets, and I was on a business trip that year, and within a few days I collected four or five versions of "Nowhere to Escape" pirated copies, at that time I didn't know anything about copyright, I felt that there was piracy, it was an honor for the author, and I was happy for a long time.
Last month I went online and saw a female journalist who had interviewed me, now a famous writer, and Sina Weibo was conducting an exclusive interview with her. Seven or eight monographs, prose collections, poetry collections, complete products. The last promotional poster made me laugh because that photo was an art photo of her ten years ago, or even before. That is to say, many essential things cannot be changed. No matter how high your value soars, your heart, your temperament, and your aura are still stuck in the beginning. It is not the so-called three days of shibetsu, when the eyes are impressed.
In the past ten years, I have traveled some roads, traveled to several countries, changed places of residence, made friends with people who should not be friends, done a lot of bad things, and almost did nothing good. My end now may be retribution. About this book, it seems that this is the only thing I need to do, is to reposition my future decades of life, and then go on as always, who can laugh to the end, who can laugh the best, the poorest but to eat, not to die will always come out.
When I'm bored, one of the things I do the most is rub mahjong. No matter how boring it is, I will find some people to drink and chat, or look for a book to flip through; it is so boring that I am probably already very serious about writing in front of my desk. I think that no matter what I do, no matter where I go, I will eventually be pressed in front of the desk and crackling out something. I felt as if I had been cursed, or chosen.
It is not easy for a person to find something in this world that he really loves. If we think of writing long stories as a long and difficult season, then the moment when the letter is traveling is tantamount to a weekend afternoon, a lazy person going to the court toss the ball. There will be no collisions, and there will be no applause. A friend asked me, you have nothing to write every day, how good it is to have this time to go out and play for a while, drink, play cards and bubble girls.
But the problem is, I have ideals. I have a quest. Like whoever said, you can't just keep me alive, I have to toss it. I once heard such a passage that someone once asked what the children of the sheep did when they grew up, and the children said that when they grew up, they would marry their daughters-in-law; what about after marrying their daughters-in-law? Having a baby; what about having a baby? Sheep herding. People laughed and laughed at his self-motivation and lack of purpose in life.
In fact, you, you, me, me, me, him, and he, how similar are we to the children of the sheep in the paragraph. Buy a car, buy a house, get married, have children. The same is true for your child, and so is your child's child. This is the good wishes that life gives us, and this is the ardent and heartfelt expectation of relatives and friends. You think your life is special, different from the sheep who love to herd sheep, but can you tell the essential difference between the two?
I love wisdom, I love fun, I love freedom, I love beauty, but I think I should love myself, affirm myself and praise myself. The person we love the most deeply in our hearts should be ourselves, when can we calm ourselves down, try to love others, to love more people, I am old now, there are a lot of bad things in me, I think I need to turn around.
I was a mean person many years ago, and as time went on and I got older, I pretty much got rid of it. Now I am willing to sincerely praise everyone, every behavior that makes me worthy of respect. I no longer skimp on my own praise. If I can keep writing, I hope that my work will confirm some beauty, some beauty from human nature.
Now that ten years have passed, I have time to make good memories and write a memoir novel. The novel says that I took a gun to a mountain to hunt and fell into a hole. Unexpectedly, there was another world in the cave, an abandoned medieval castle rich in human resources. Say it's an old castle, but it's actually new. I stood in the halls of the castle. I know that many rosy-chested countesses and many strangely dressed pale and thin men have a grand ball here, and they have just dispersed.
I live here in the next life because I can't get out, because I can't find a way out. But I also know that there is a world out there. The castle was like a clay pot carefully buried in the ground, and I was a weak insect that lived inside. Because I was bored, in order to kill time, I could only pass the day by reminiscing about the past.
Looking back at my life, I can be faithful to my current situation.
Let's do it first.
I almost forgot to tell you, my name is a Gong creep.
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