Let’s talk for a while, I haven’t talked about it for a long time.

If possible, I really hope to write 200,000 words in one go and finish this whole bunch of things, but if I write more than 6,000 words every day, I will start to feel dizzy and discomfort - commonly known as lazy pussy.

A friend who abandoned the book mentioned that someone had already jumped around for a hundred chapters, and I realized that it was already 100 chapters, and I was unaware of it. To put it more morbidly, maybe I hate him too much, I want to describe everything about him as much as possible, in broad daylight. Don’t get me wrong here, this “he” is a group, a collection of millions of “he”, not specifically referring to a person. I have him in my life, and I believe that he is also in your life. Even if he is not in your life, it doesn’t matter. I will just look through the front page of the newspaper and find him. I dare not say that there is any every day, every week, without any other words.

"He" is a sensitive group, and "he" does sensitive things. I want to say it thoroughly, explain it clearly, and say it is happy. But obviously... If you say one thing for 100 chapters, you can't be happy anymore. I am a lazy person, and I have made a mistake of chatting, which has caused you to suffer.

In fact, I believe that most of the friends who can see this can understand and tolerate it. Whether I believe it or not, I will at least deal with it if I can. But many friends have said goodbye to me in these 100 chapters. I just hope that if anyone knows such a friend, I will convey my apology to me. A sincere apology is not arguing, I have been offending the apology, and I shouldn’t have been quarrel for so long.

There is nothing else. There is something I know very well. If you read a book and suddenly there is an extremely disgusting plot, or it continues to happen, it must be like eating fly shit and never look back. Although I point to the subscription and make a mess, I will not kneel on the ground and lick my face and beg someone to come back. Please tell me that I admit my mistake. You can walk slowly. I can't give it to you. Welcome to come back again. But I have to make it clear that I admit my mistake while standing. It should be mine. I can't do it well. My skills can be rough, but I am very reasonable and shameful. At the same time, I accept all the accusations about the plot. If you can pay attention to the wording, I will thank you very much.

I also know that 90% of my friends who speak excitedly really like reading books. Is it so deep that I blame you? Those who want to be fathers know everything but don’t understand themselves!

It's two o'clock at night now, forcing the lazy to overcome your laziness and have another chapter. I'm just capable of it... I don't ask for votes, this is what I should do. Besides, I don't have the shame to ask for votes. Of course, if I have to vote... I recommend it, I think that data is more practical for me! When I have time, I go to the book review area, so that new friends don't think their faces are too ugly. Although many reviews are not good, they are all true, at least sincere, and I can't bear to delete them.

It’s now 2:30 at night, the countdown to two months after my daughter was born. I’ll have a prenatal check-up tomorrow. I won’t talk much, next time!

International practice—
Chapter completed!