Well, actually, I don't write about cities.

It's the truth.

Compared to the city, I'm probably still too young now, and I still like to write about the fantasy of a human head being a dog's head, hey, young people, it's normal to be hot-blooded, haha.

This book is actually just a book that I opened on a whim, and until now, before I know it, more than 500,000 words have passed, and the novelty of opening the book has disappeared, and all that remains is the hope of completing the book according to my own plan.

Book friends have also seen that this kind of entertainment is actually more and more difficult to write the further it is written, and there are a lot of eunuchs with four or five hundred thousand words, so I won't list them here, but fortunately, the foreshadowing in front is enough, and before the book is finished, there shouldn't be any plot that can't be connected.

Under normal circumstances, Literature and Art will continue to update like this until the end of the book.

I don't dare to promise that I will not be a prisoner, because to be honest, I promise that you book friends will not necessarily believe it, right?

Therefore, I prefer to say daxiao three times in the testimonial at the end of the book, haha, Lao Tzu is finished, and then daxiao three times haha, and the end of the testimonial.

That's the truest guarantee.

Of course, as a newcomer, there will be a lot of things that are not written in the first book, and I hope you will bear with me.

I still like to write, so if nothing else, I'll use this pen name for future books.

We hope you all have a lot of support, xiexie.

Life is endless, and renewal is endless.

Hopefully I can do it.

That's it, that's all. (To be continued......)