I Can Control My Ancestors-Chapter 101: Thoughts on the Book’s Launch

First of all, let’s hit the main points.

Thank you to the reader brothers who have supported me all along, allowing this book to reach today.

For your tips... votes... following... and even comments.

Sincere thanks, and I hope you all get rich.

Then there’s the fact that the book is officially launching tonight.

It’s still the regular time.

It will be updated at 00:01 on the 13th, at which time at least three Chapters will be released first. (There may be a few minutes delay.)

Then I’ll work harder during the day.

I’m very sorry...

I really overestimated myself. I originally thought I could stockpile a bit every day and then have a big moment when it launched, stunning everyone!

But what happened...

Every time I write, I become dissatisfied with the plot.

Then I end up scrapping the drafts and rewriting.

From the start of publication until now, including discarded beginnings, I won’t say there are a hundred thousand words of scrapped drafts, but there are tens of thousands for sure.

Even just the day before yesterday, even though the launch was near... I cut three Chapters of drafts myself because I thought it was dragging on too much.....

And the type of this book is such that if the drafts are scrapped, they can’t be used at all.

Helplessly, I’ve had to fuel the fire this much for now...

Writing more on purpose can easily lower the quality, but I will still fulfill the promise of extra updates for monthly ticket votes.

I ask you to consider my full sincerity and not hold it against me.

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Now, let’s talk about updates after the launch.

There will be at least two Chapters per day (about ten thousand words)

Actually, each of my Chapters is quite long, starting at four thousand words, some even close to six thousand.

Of course, two updates are just the minimum.

I will try to update more while ensuring quality.

The update time is still set for the usual evening time, and all updates for the day will be posted at once so you can enjoy them to your heart’s content.

If something comes up temporarily, there will be a single Chapter notice.

I ask for your support and beg for your first subscription!!!

Additionally, there’s one more thing!

I’m really not anyone’s alternate account!!!

To this day, I don’t even have a premium book on Qidian, otherwise, how could having some success make me anxious to the point of sleeplessness and acne??

I’ve mentioned it many times in the comments section.

But still, someone assigns me a new alias every day, saying I’m an alternate account of this author or that.

Brothers!

I really wish.

But I’m truly not!!!

So please do not insult other authors or spread rumors about them in the comments section.

Seeing it will result in post deletion.

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Next is the rambling session.

I’ve always said to chat with you guys, so I might as well take this opportunity to speak my mind.

Brothers can indeed call me Lao Deng.

Although I have no achievements on Qidian and every book has flopped, I’m not a newbie anymore.

In the second half of 2019, because I was always stuck at home with nothing to do, I started on this path out of interest.

Then I made a little bit of money with my limited talent.

How should I say this...

I really felt lucky back then.

Clearly, a person with no educational background found their way onto the path of literature, and even had the chance to make money and be self-reliant.

At that time, I even felt like the future was bright.

But maybe because I was young at the time, even though I had just started to see some success, I didn’t choose to continue pushing forward.

Instead, I started searching for that so-called freedom.

Shouting "life is a wilderness" while indulging in fun and squandering my energy and time.

But what is freedom?

This world has always been fair.

When you don’t progress or even regress, someone will always catch up to you or even surpass you.

I’m not a disciplined person, and I got lost in the enjoyment.

As expected...

What awaited me was a Waterloo in life.

Nearly three years of a floundering career... constantly draining my spirit and motivation.

In nearly three years...

My mindset went from fearless to gradually anxious... to a state of internal turmoil.

Quite a few author friends have advised me.

Adjust your mindset... stop being so playful... find the right genre...

If you don’t understand history, don’t write about it...

Even this genre was suggested by an author friend who wanted to give me a boost.

But unfortunately... I was truly disappointing.

I didn’t think there was anything wrong with me back then, which led to wasted opportunities.

People are always aware too late.

If it weren’t for returning home last year, I might still be oblivious to these problems.

Last August, I went home for something.

Home...

There wasn’t much to do for fun.

I started writing wholeheartedly, though I didn’t think about writing this genre at the time.

But the consecutive books I wrote had no response.

The anxiety of life kept attacking.

In the end, not knowing what to write, I decided to try this genre again.

I ended up writing a beginning and handed it to a fellow author, asking him to take a look for me.

I have to say, this friend of mine is truly a great brother.

He carefully viewed it from an author’s perspective and felt it wasn’t quite there.

Then he said, "I’ll send it to my longtime reader, let him evaluate it from a reader’s perspective."

"Sure," I said, filled with hope, waiting for feedback from a reader’s perspective.

The seasoned reader offered an analysis that was spot-on.

His sharp criticism cut straight to the core.

It completely tore away my facade, and the cloak I couldn’t take off.

That night, I was sleepless, my will shattered, even entertaining thoughts of quitting.

How to describe my feelings that night....

Inner turmoil...anxiety...confusion surged all around.

I began pondering countless questions.

Approaching thirty, is it really necessary to continue like this?

No face, no degree, no inheritance...if I continue like this, what will the future hold?

As if driven by a mysterious force...

The next day, I was suddenly inspired to visit the small town of my first job after leaving school.

Looking at the now-closed shop with only a sign remaining, countless thoughts flashed through my mind.

A decade later... it feels like I’m once again standing at a crossroads, choosing my future path.

If the spring breeze has mercy on the flowers, could it grant me youth again?

That day, it seemed as if the young man from the past had truly returned.

I was suddenly flooded with inspiration.

All the plot issues that were stuck before were resolved easily.

In just two days, I thought of a very long plot.

Gu Xiao, Gu Kang, Gu Cheng, and Gu Xi were all products of those two days.

Using historical records of two Emperors’ attitudes towards eclipses, I considered the plot connections.

And planned each of their development paths.

Plus the various subsequent plots... (No spoilers!!! Just know Gu Xi’s highlights will be very exciting!)

I rushed home to start writing.

Deciding to seize the opportunity before the year ends and take a gamble.

Don’t know history?

Then study history carefully.

Lack discipline?

Then set my update schedule and put pressure on myself proactively.

Attitude needs improvement?

Then force myself to change, and if there’s any unsatisfactory plot, no matter how much I’ve written, delete and rewrite it.

Try my utmost to give it one last shot.

But even so, the initial results were somewhat disappointing.

Nine days after starting, I received the book’s first recommendation ticket;

Eleven days in, the book got its first comment, and at that time, it had less than 120 favorites.

These were truly abysmally low numbers.

But maybe it was really the mentality of taking a gamble.

Despite these results, I felt no internal turbulence, instead remaining quite confident.

How could the plots conceived in that state be worse than what I’d written during years of anxiety?

I continued writing with that mindset.

Sure enough, after the book got a trial recommendation, everything changed.

On the first day... over 300 favorites;

On the second day... over 500 favorites;

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Eleven days, 120 favorites? Terrible numbers?

No!

Seventeen days, 2,200 favorites!

Over a thousand followers!

So far, it’s reached nearly 30,000 favorites, topped new book period recommendations.

As for how it does on release....

That’s up to all of you; I can’t force it.

For me, while it’s not that I’ve written every pre-release plot to perfection, I’ve truly given it my all.

No matter what, it’s time to lay down this perpetually suspended heart.

Laugh...I thought I’d have a lot to say, but when it comes time to speak, I find myself at a loss for words.

Not much else to say.

I humbly ask for your generous support.

Help the author with a first subscription, help the author with a monthly ticket.

Heartfelt thanks again and again.

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Finally, a tribute to my good brother’s book.

"I Really Didn’t Want to Play Go!", author: Shanzhong Tukui

He’s a seasoned author, with much better results than mine.

Over 20,000 average subscriptions, over 10,000 following a passionate urban competitive novel.

Even though I don’t understand Go at all, reading it was incredibly exciting.

I wish I could grab 10,000 of those average subscriptions (dog head).

If you like this type, go take a look.

I’ve attached the link below.

That’s it.

I humbly request your first subscription!!! I humbly request your monthly ticket!!!