Am I doing something wrong while playing games in another world?

It will be released on the shelves at 0:05 on the 1st. I will wait until then to post the chapters.

Let’s talk about the review first. First of all, the performance of the novel is very dismal. In every sense, whether it is a collection, a recommendation, or a reward, it is quite pitiful. Logically speaking, I should just cut this novel and start another one.

It might be better, I tried to do that.

But I finally rejected it.

Over at the old book, I published 15,000 words in one go this weekend, and then ended it directly. As the first book that was not forced to read by external forces, I am very happy. Although there are many, many stories to say later, in the end

It still has to come to an end.

The same goes for new books. Don’t worry about TJ. At least until it reaches one million words, I’m still pretty stable.

After all, it has become a habit to rush into the street, and the only thing that urges me to continue to advance the plot of the novel is really love. Looking back on the past, I hit the bottom all the way on the way to coding, and even changed my account twice. It can be said that it has been a lot of ups and downs.

Luoluo~

I can’t remember exactly when I first fell in love with novels. I only remember that I fell in love with a story and a group of non-existent people in the story. The first book was a fan, Xiao Xiao had it.

Some achievements. At that time, novels in the fan section were basically not signed. When I was writing, I was interested in publishing novels and writing novels. The most important thing was to be happy. As for why I wrote fan fiction, it was because I wanted to

To restore the unforgettable tragedy in countless stories.

Now I turn around and look back, only to find that I can never regain the original feeling.

In one of my sealed books, I wrote at the very beginning:

"I write quietly and you read quietly. It's good to make friends through writing."

It doesn't matter if my grades are poor, I will continue to write. Although I have lost my original intention of coding now, there is one thing I ask myself: I have done it.

That is, writing novels is really fun.

I also hope that this novel can make you happy to read it (although I like feeding knives), and I am also very happy that I have met so many people because of writing novels (although there are not many in fact). In short, Xiaopujie has started to flap again.

(Written at the end is a sentence that may get beaten. Tomorrow there will be ten thousand, but today there will be nothing. Ten thousand seems more enjoyable, doesn’t it?)