2011 Summary

In May, I started to mix and wrote a book of Xianxia, but I pounced and drowned in the library, unable to surprise a trace of waves.

In July, after summing up the lessons of failure, he decisively changed his vest and began to write flowers

Hand hit...... Hand hit......

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