When I put it on the shelves, I saw the first order of the 900 (if I remember correctly, it should be 897), I really didn't think that I would write this book to a million words, let alone that I would write more and finish it well.

To this day, I really don't need to tell you lies (I'm halfway through it, and I'll finish it anyway as long as it doesn't collapse), and without your continued support, this book would have ended a long time ago.

So, this book belongs to you, everyone who has spent money on it, it was created by you, and you created a book called "The Legend of the Water Margin".

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This is the third book I've ever written over a million words.

In the eyes of many authors who can code 350,000 or even 100,000 words a day, this number of words is really nothing.

But for me, a bit of an obsessive-compulsive turtle sketcher, it's already my pride, even if it's not doing well.

A bit incoherent.

I don't know what I want to say, but I think it's not easy to write a million words in this book, and I should sigh a few words.

But when it came time to write, I didn't know what to say.

Forget it, don't sigh.

In fact, I wanted to talk about how the second half of this book was written, but I was afraid that you would scold me for spoilers.

So I won't talk about it.

Besides, it's only a million words, and it's a long sigh of emotion, you should laugh at me for being useless.

It's better to leave it until the end of the book.

By the way, by the way, I owe it.

I counted it myself that day, and it seemed like I owed more than fifty chapters.

I want to pay it back, but I'm really a little powerless.

Because my current manuscript fee is simply not able to support the family alone, I take a credit card every month, and I am still tight, and I owe more and more debts, the key is that I have also said before, my girl is about to go to elementary school, and she can't rent a house anymore, and she has to find a way to buy her a school district house by selling iron and blood, no need to be big, just have twenty or thirty square meters, don't be too good, just go to middle school, his father doesn't have that much ability now, so he can only wronged her first......

Forget it, don't talk about it, it's time to say that I'm crying poor.

What I really want to say is:

My wife started selling diapers, and we hope that the east side is not bright and the west side is bright, so that we can make some money and save money to buy a campus house (down payment).

As soon as my wife sells diapers, I inevitably have to help her, the key is that sometimes when she is busy, no one takes care of the children, and then I have to be a daddy.

In short, I have a lot less time now than before, and I can't do it at all, and I have to write until two or three o'clock in the middle of the night.

I'll be able to do it for two months, see if my grades can be better, or if my wife's diapers can be sold successfully, if I can, I won't let my mother be a nanny, it's very tiring, sometimes it's a white eye, it's almost sixty years old, when the time comes, let her come back, watch the children with my wife, at that time, I should be able to write a book wholeheartedly, and at that time I will try to pay back all the chapters I owe.

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After reading it again, it's a bit nondescript, forget it, so be it, anyway, it's just a staged testimonial, a million words, and you have to say something no.

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