First of all, I’m very sorry. I stayed up too late last night. It seemed like I had a fever until five o’clock. Then I got up to go to work at 7:30 and fell asleep in the subway for forty minutes. Fortunately, I was not busy at work today. I took a nap and quietly wandered around. Make it a day. I didn't eat anything after I got home and slept from eight o'clock to half past ten.
I am currently sitting in KFC eating junk food because several small restaurants nearby are closed. There may not be any updates today, but I will work hard when I get back from eating and try to code out a chapter in the middle of the night.
But his condition is not very good, and his mind is confused. When the plot reaches a more critical point, it cannot be overcome with ordinary water.
I overestimated myself too much. After all, I am now 20 years old (it seems a bit shameless to say I am 19), not the 18-year-old boy I was.
Also, the plot is at an advanced stage, so I’m not sure how many words there are left. This book should be more than 2.5 million words, less than 3 million words.
The reason why I am so excited every day is that I want to finish it as soon as possible, rest, and then try to start a new book after a while.
This book... is hard to describe in one word, even worse than "Sister". My sister just blocks the list and doesn’t recommend it. This book is blocked on the entire network and I can’t find it anywhere. But my follow-up order was actually quite stable, which is really awesome. Other author friends didn’t believe it.
When it was first put on the shelves, because I was not familiar with the supernatural genre and could not control the rhythm well, the first order results could only be considered average. Later, it steadily improved, steadily improved... When May was low, the river crabs came, and the urban supernatural powers were classified. Stop updating for seven days. After I came out, I went into a 20-day quarantine.
It was released 20 days later. Once it returned to before liberation, it lost a lot of popularity.
After a period of time, the results slowly increased again, and then... this is what it looks like now.
God smiled at me, and I felt like an angel, flying with invisible wings. Who knew it was a sneer, but God kicked me into the trench.
So cool!
I didn't feel uncomfortable at all, I even wanted to laugh a little.
After the experience of "Sister", I can face the river crab calmly.
The main thing is that my original intention of coding is not to make money, but to relieve myself. Of course, I hope everyone will continue to subscribe, because I work so hard on coding.
I can’t remember which writer said that writing is a kind of spiritual excretion, and excretion is a very pleasant thing.
I wrote what I wanted to write and I have no regrets.
In reality, I'm taciturn and don't care about the world.
On the Internet, I strike hard, criticize current politics, and criticize society.
If God had not given birth to me as a keyboard warrior, my spouting would last forever.
Come on!
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(End of chapter)