I asked myself, I wrote this book with a lot of heart, really, with all my heart.

But I worked so hard to get such a result, which really broke my heart.

My wife's sentence "Whoever earns more than you" makes me wonder why I work so hard?

Is it because I want to continue down the wrong path?

I saw someone say something cool, saying that I just didn't want to write it, so I made this out.

To this, I replied, yes, I don't want to write, I don't want to write as early as when the first set of results came out.

But I'm so reluctant!

Although this broken book has made me lose my dignity, I just like it, even if there are not many people who like it.

I have advised myself countless times, don't write it, it's not worth your effort, it can't make money at all, it can't get you to gain a foothold at all, it can't let you regain a man's majesty, it shouldn't be born!

But I can't bear it, I can't bear my expectations for it, I can't bear my dedication to it, and I can't bear the readers who like it.

I wrote a book from the same period.

I can tell you plainly that this book is far from being compared to this one.

This book, although it is also YY, is much more golden.

YY parts aside, this book is completely worthy of history and will not mislead people, even after hundreds of years, it is still valuable.

Of course, I also know that this may be the reason why this book did not do well.

After all, not everyone wants to know the real history, and for many people, happiness is the most important thing.

As for me, it's a joke.

Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations.

I don't deserve to do such a great thing, and this is not what I should worry about as a person who is mixed in the food and clothing line, this is what those who have achieved fame should think, and I just write my little white essay honestly.

It's too much talk, it's all trash talk, it doesn't make any sense.

I'll try to write this book as much as I can.

I'm not lying to you, and I'm going to prepare a new book.

Let me tell you a heart-wrenching word, I can't bear this book, I really want to write it.

But life doesn't allow me to be willful.

So, if it really doesn't allow me to climb above the subsistence line, then I can only give it up, or write about it by the way, in short, it can't take up all my time and energy.

Finally, say a few words to those conspiracy theorists, don't think so much, people are not all so bad, I write books for money, but I also have a pure heart, I also have dreams, I really can't help it, I was really forced to do this, so that I can open my wounds and let you see how much I need you to support me.

Once upon a time, I was also an iron-clad man, and if I broke my teeth, I would swallow it in my stomach.

It was really not such a wide shoulder, and I had to carry so many things to make my waist, which I had never thought I would bend down when I was younger.