The new spring, the scorching summer, and the harsh winter are all over, and I experience the warmth and chill that are gradually revealed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After four volumes of progressive accumulation of feelings, it finally reached the last volume, which was called "Autumn to be Harvested".

Autumn, the harvest season, the emperor wants to harvest, Miss Jun also wants to harvest, as for who will harvest in the end, it will be a showdown on the surface.

It's almost a year before I know it.,1.7 million words.,It's not too much compared to the past.,I'm not satisfied with the speed of this book.,I also feel that it's less enjoyable.,Emotionally, I always feel that there's something missing.,Compared to the former Jiao Niang and Zhu Sha,It's not bitter enough? No dead people? (Hahaha don't hit me).

Of course, I once said that I wanted to write a story that would make everyone happy to watch, and in this regard, I think I did it, and I am very satisfied, and everyone knows that I have always written stories with laughter and tears, and this time I may say that I laughed with tears and laughter.

The force is mutual, this book I try my best to make everyone happy to read, everyone also makes me write the pleasure, whether it is a variety of lists or subscription data, I have achieved unprecedented results, received unprecedented love from book friends, it is just like a dream, I am a pessimistic person, because I am afraid of waking up from a dream, so I am particularly afraid of dreaming, but this time, I am willing to immerse myself in everyone's beautiful dreams in the happy laughter and unbridled enjoyment, to have the joy of this moment, even if I wake up from a dream, what is there to fear.

The fifth volume is the final volume, and when it will end depends on the specific progress, after all, it can't be written roughly, and the story must be told to the fullest, so as to live up to the company's accompaniment.

So, in the end, I'm not done yet, and then I'm going to start asking for votes.

Familiar book friends know that I am embarrassed to ask for votes, and rarely ask for votes, which is not pride, but embarrassed to disturb everyone.

But in the last month, I'm cheeky, I want to compete for the list, from thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift, I don't want to go down, I can't fight.

So, hehe, reach out, both hands are stretched out, to hug, wrong, is to ask for a ticket, this month or please continue to love me, love me fiercely, bow, deeply. (To be continued.) )