This book is actually cold, although it was recommended once, it increased by a few hundred subscriptions, and added eighty subscriptions, but it is still going to die, and the monthly pass and recommendation ticket rankings have dropped one or two hundred.

By the time I got to about 80 chapters of this volume, I actually wanted to cut myself, and it was like playing football, and at the end of the 70 minutes, I would enter a period of physical exhaustion, either mechanically running blindly with my teammates, or asking the coach to change the game. Sometimes I laugh at myself, so many books in the entertainment area have been reported, why doesn't anyone come to 404 me, are you discriminating against salted fish authors?

The reason is multifaceted, either because of the pressure of work and life, or because of the exhaustion of writing thinking, or because there are a lot of trolls (when the permission dog feels quite cool, a shake of the little hand, delete the post and ban the word, Meizizi).

Last year's plan was to finish the book immediately after writing a million words, but now it seems that a million words may not be finished.

There is a line in "Beijing Love Story" that seems to say this: The first half of marriage is love, and the second half is family affection. I guess I'm done with writing.

The title of each volume is taken from the Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng.

The first volume of the boy is ignorant, and the text is as its name suggests. As an author, I am ignorant of entertainment literature, and Han Fei, as a reborn, is also ignorant of the entertainment industry.

The second volume is full of practice, as literally. When the grand event comes, bow down and wait, about one hundred and fifty or sixty chapters of other books are not a big deal, at least I have one or two masterpieces with heavy weight, Han Fei is still mixing experience, the cost of a movie is super small, and the TV series outside the second time is super brain-dead, "October Siege" is quite powerful, but he is N.

The third volume of Teng Jiao Qifeng, in fact, can't live up to the title of this volume. Teng Jiao Qifeng, Master Meng's word sect, Han Fei finally got the male number one in the national teacher movie, but unfortunately he didn't get up, because there is a deviation between what I wrote here and the outline I prepared at the beginning, so I'll take the blame myself.

The fourth and last volume, the back is lazy to score the roll, purple electric blue frost. Purple Electric Green Frost, General Wang's arsenal, both are swords, one is Han Fei, and the other, I count her as the Jiang girl after the demon reform, and it may be better to refer to it as its practical Tengjiao Qifeng, but I am too lazy to change it.

It's quite fast to type chapter testimonials with a mobile phone, and I can't write the text at all. Okay, let's not talk about it, I'm home, and I'll continue to update with fate.