Chapter 125: I Can't Hold It Together Anymore

I can't hold it together anymore.

I can't hold it together anymore.

Honestly, I really didn't want to post this single-chapter update.

Every word I write makes me feel incredibly ashamed.

In fact, my internet cut out yesterday at noon, and I don't know why (I know now).

I tried for a whole day yesterday, but there was no improvement, so I gave up.

Later, I finished writing in a document and used a data cable to transfer it to my phone to publish the chapter.

My dad came back today, so I asked him to help me fix it.

In fact, his process was about the same as mine.

And then, there was no "then."

The computer still couldn't connect to the internet, even though the phone clearly had a connection.

I searched for many tutorials, but none of them worked.

In the end, it was my dad who replaced the network cable to fix it.

Just, I feel like an idiot.

But it really wasn't my fault; the network cable on that router was clearly lit up, and it would light up when the computer turned on and go dark when it turned off.

The bottom right corner also showed that the network was still there, but nothing would open, and searching for tutorials said it was a settings and status issue.

I ruled out the possibility of a faulty network cable right away.

Damn it. I finally managed to get online and was bragging to the group members that I was about to start typing.

The room was already set up, a few authors together, excitedly rubbing our hands, but before I could write a few words, it went straight to the blue screen.

Huh??

My mood. I'm tired, just let it all be destroyed.

The stupid Windows 10 wouldn't open again after restarting, kept blue-screening, couldn't enter safe mode, and in the end, I had to reinstall the system.

I think it blue-screened last time too; I don't know if it's the same reason.

The problem is, I can't figure out why it blue-screens at all! Why?

I couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Perhaps it's like why a pigeon would ponder life on a pier instead of looking for some french fries.

Why a computer would repeatedly blue-screen is also a question worth pondering.

Taking screenshots like a fool, writing down error codes, searching on Baidu, thinking I could find a solution.

In reality, there was simply no solution at all.

I could only format the C drive and reinstall the system.

Then, looking at the time in the bottom right corner, I shed tears of hatred.

Half an hour to write four thousand words.

I can't do it! Looking at the great masters in the writing room, standing at the very top looking down at all living things.

I can only crouch at the bottom where no one cares, biting my hem in jealousy.

In short, I slacked off today.

(End of chapter)