(Damn, the reply has sensitive words and is not sent. Hum! Do you think I have no other way? Just post the main text website and what can I do?)

Is it becoming more and more messy? Is it like a short drama with a start or a slash? Maybe there is, there is, and I, the author, cannot deny it, because I was not mature enough to write a novel for the first time. ''

Then, I thought about it carefully, isn’t this how many people’s lives are?

Did you get into the university you dream of after high school? Did you find a job you like after college? Did you find a job you find something that you really deserve to pursue? No, right? Many people don’t have it?

In my novel, you think the world is broken, you think the protagonist is too weak, you think the supporting role is too focused, you think the story is too messy, but think that many people's lives are like this? The real reality is like this, you are too small and too **, envy the life around you, and you always look forward to other people's world. Is there anything wrong in the novel? Is the pig's feet look like you? Are the supporting roles outstanding like the people around you? They look like good people in your eyes, sometimes like bad people, sometimes like your self-awareness?

Maybe it’s empty, maybe it’s my over-conscious imagination, do people nowadays really realize themselves? I don’t want to look at others from a height perspective, because I personally think I am the same ordinary person as everyone else, very simple, eat and play, happy and sad. At the beginning, I wrote what I wanted to write with an alternative idea, but I did not give up until now. Pleasing most readers is the same thing, but I always have to write down something that I think is meaningful and valuable, eunuch? Many people have said, but have I ever had eunuchs? No, right? Even if I had this idea, I still didn’t give up. The first book is too meaningful and I want to express too many things, and maybe some people can’t understand it, but I want to continue writing things that cater to the public’s tastes until I finish writing.

Sorry, I drank too much tonight, so I would write these things down. The next day, I would definitely cover my face and dare not click on what I wrote. However, this is what I wanted to say when I was drunk.

I have always respected readers. They are not my parents for food and clothing, but they are the source of motivation for supporting me to continue writing. Some people appreciate it, and naturally they are happy. I like to see readers know the plot and comment on the story, such as Hahawai, for example, id123456... Many readers, sorry, I can't figure it out because I'm drunk and don't want to search. Even if I know those who silently support me, I'm sorry, I don't want to check it out if I type, I just want to have a good sleep after typing.

These words are written for you and for all readers who have read this novel so far. So, I want to put them on top and add them to the essence. It’s very simple. If I drink too much, I’m so willful.

Forgive me for being honest, readers who are willing to continue to support me, please continue to support me.
Chapter completed!