Hello readers, this is Wuyue. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Don't add a sister.

Today is October 25th, and the final scene of the big chapter of Tokyo Retro has been written. A lot of things happened during the time that the Tokyo Retro chapter was written. For example, the scrubbing that is being done right now.

On October 1, the whole country celebrated, and then the number of words sacrificed dropped from 750,000 to 530,000. After that, it fell to 400,000. Riddled with holes, dogs gnawing on pies.

It was an unexpected turn of events, and I was unprepared and helpless, and like many others, I even had the idea of not doing it - but I was immediately strangled to death. The festival was my first book, the first novel I wrote since I took the college entrance examination and stopped writing essays.

It's been more than two years since I wrote it. There are too many memories on it, from the clumsiness that I couldn't see at all at the beginning, to the extent to which I can now write what I want, from no one cares about it to the current ...... Well, it's still not very popular, but I know that this is my past and present.

In fact, I sometimes have a certain stubbornness, my first novel, I don't want to lose to myself, even if I kneel and want to finish it. Thinking like this, I wrote until now, and at the beginning of the beginning, I wrote wherever I thought of it, and wrote the bl wind of the third act, which seemed to scare away many people [laughs]. At the same time, I am also recalling what I have seen before, I want to imitate, I want to be like them, and let Shiai do a lot of innovations. For example, at the beginning, I followed the narrow realm and had a fight with the eldest lady or something. (Hats off to all Oriental fandom)

Now, though, I'm writing what I have in mind. That's also a step forward, right?

It's far away, and what I'm saying now is that I don't want to be like this. So I deleted the chapter and resent it. The whole festival. I never knew I had coded so much, and looking at that chapter list, I would be happy. Ahh

But ah, guys, I'm alive.

I'm alive, I can still move, I can update. The story of Yutong's ten loves is not yet the end of the disease, I have the ability, I can. I saw the chapters, and I walked the road alone, and so far, many people have gathered around me—and the road to be taken now is far less difficult than it was in the past.

That's the dream!

In fact, there were so many words deleted some time ago, and I had a good face when I chatted with other writers.

"Ahh Don't write it, don't write it! ”

"Kuku, the human with the fish lips, we are the people who have been deleted for 350,000."

Well, talk about it.

In the face of this kind of thing, we should be optimistic.

So, let's continue the story of this chapter. Tokyo Retro is a good song, but it doesn't quite take its original meaning here. Tokyo retro, one refers to the Yutong Ten Ai who started from Tokyo and began to contain monsters from the outside world, and the other refers to Sanae Dongdongya who went from Tokyo City to Gensokyo.

At the beginning of this chapter, I depicted the character of Sanae in the East Wind Valley. Although it seems that there are more double love parties, I also like this child who is a little simple and impulsive and easy to lose. If Alice is a white rose that is pure and beautiful, and people feel that it cannot be defiled, Sanae is more like a dandelion that will persist in taking root no matter how harsh the environment is.

Dandelions played an important role in my childhood, they have so many beautiful legends, and they are gentle flowers that can fly into the sky with wishes. I really want to describe such a young girl, she is firm, cheerful, gentle, simple, with the impulse of a young man, but also has the delicate feelings that young people are prone to sadness.

To put it bluntly, in this chapter, I'm trying my best to describe the girl Sanae in the East Wind Valley. If anything, in this book, she is an ordinary person, so ordinary that I feel so similar to the ordinary me.

I don't have a unique pen, I don't have a surprising brain, I'm not as good as many oriental writers at the beginning. Mr. Bai of the Jielu people, the tiger tooth fairy with his own opinion, the peach of the notepad, and the realm narrower mentioned before, the writers of the East also have talents, and I am not as good as them.

But I'm still writing.

Compared to Alice and Reimu, Sanae in the East Wind Valley is ordinary. Compared to those writers, I don't have the same ability to impress people. But even so, I want to write a story, and this festival is the story I wrote, maybe it's a little poisonous, maybe it's a little silly, but it's all my story.

I'm going to be lost, I'm going to be sad because I can't do the same things as everyone else, I'm going to be haunted by the clicks that can't go up, I'll take my phone and refresh it from time to time to see recommendations and book reviews, and that's two years.

So I always asked people I knew who had the intention to open the pit to open it, open it with confidence, open it boldly, and then persuade people to fill it, not only because of the story of writing Gensokyo together during the two-breath walk, but also because I wanted others to experience the joy of chasing dreams.

If ordinary people keep working hard and don't give up, like me, and write 780,000, they will always find their own unusual and unusual places.

This is the real will I put in the east wind valley Sanae.

Whether it is my Alice or Dongfeng Valley, I want my readers to love them, and that is an affirmation of me, so that I can also be more and more convinced that my choice is not wrong.

This is the end of the Tokyo Retro Chapter, and the shadow of the Moon War will spread little by little. I've already thought about the next chapter. I am looking at the moon, how many dreams are in the ......

Ahem.

In the next chapter, the event clown, please bear with me. Although I said a lot of handsome words, if there were really no readers to support me, maybe I would be tired and unloved when I wrote three or four hundred thousand...... I'm sorry I got so carried away, please forgive me qaq, you are all my wings!

Human beings are not creatures that can survive alone.

Well, this is Iwaki no moon, please continue to look forward to it, in the Gensokyo described below.

In the name of Yutong's ten loves, witness all this.