Big Guy: Hit the street, your street book is about to hit the shelves, do you think you will hit the street?

Meng Xin: No! (Determined)

Big Guy: Why?

Meng Xin: If you close your eyes and listen carefully, there is my heart in the song.

There are too many rules in this world

I'm a little upset

Don't want to be like everyone else

So I was relentless

Everyone has a dream

But I have delusions

You can't erase a frivolity

Please call me bad

That wish I made

Right now by my side

The angel has no wings

Isn't it the same as me

Pose to me those faces

Each one is arrogant

Put away your disguised panic

I'll give you hope

I'm a bad person, I have a delusion

I'm a bad person, I have a delusion

I'm a bad person, I have a delusion

I'm a bad person, I have a delusion

Haven't been in that direction

to somewhere

Who said it was beautiful there

Nothing else

I want to do it myself

Even if it hurts

No one can blame me

Because I'm bad

That wish I made

Right now by my side

The angel has no wings

Isn't it the same as me

Pose to me those faces

Each one is arrogant

Put away your disguised panic

I'll give you hope

I'm a bad person, I have a delusion

There are too many rules in this world

I'm a little upset

I'm a bad person, I have a delusion

Don't want to be like everyone else

So I was relentless

I'm a bad person, I have a delusion

Everyone has a dream

But I have delusions

I'm a bad person, I have a delusion

You can't erase a frivolity

That wish I made

Right now by my side

The angel has no wings

Isn't it the same as me

Pose to me those faces

Each one is arrogant

Put away your disguised panic

I'll give you hope

That wish

Right now by my side

The angel has no wings

Isn't it the same as me

Pose to me those faces

Each one is arrogant

Put away your disguised panic

I'll give you hope

- Xu Liang [Bad]

The story begins in that original dream

The starry sky twinkles only because of me

I see that the ordinary me will too

There was a moment that was not ordinary

The way forward is unknown

The sea breeze is blowing head-on

Siren's songs can tempt people to forget their original intentions

They say every wind and wave

are able to overwhelm me

But I'll be like Odysseus

In the direction of the heart

Even if the gods will stand in the way on the other side

When I need to stand alone

A battlefield in the distance

Weapons are my dreams

And the injuries I suffered

It's all my badges

Who said that greatness deserves to be celebrated?

Riding the waves won't necessarily succeed

Life can only move forward

Those who are strong in their beliefs are heroes

But I'll be like Odysseus

In the direction of the heart

Even if the gods will stand in the way on the other side

When I need to stand alone

A battlefield in the distance

Weapons are my dreams

And the injuries I suffered

It's all my badges

Weapons are my dreams

And the injuries I suffered

It's all my growth

I would be like Odyssius

In the direction of the heart

Even if the gods will stand in the way on the other side

When I need to stand alone

A battlefield in the distance

Weapons are my dreams

And the injuries I suffered

It's all my badges

Weapons are my dreams

And the injuries I suffered

It's all my growth

No matter how long the road to tomorrow is

I set sail again

Take my medal

- Lu Han [Medal]

Well, after thinking about it for a long time, I still think it's more appropriate to use these two songs as testimonials on the shelves.

I think that at this moment, my state of mind should barely reach 1/10,000th of the state of mind of the protagonist in the lyrics.

Maybe less than one in a million, but so what, I firmly believe that the sun will rise tomorrow as usual, with a fiery and passionate warmth sprinkled on every place and every journey we stop.

You may not have heard of me before.

My memories and stories may not be perfect, but as I become familiar with the world, they are connected little by little, scattered, intermittent, repetitive, and sometimes appear in my mind, and I have to pick up the pen and record them.

At this age of dreaming, even if I get an empty joy, I am not afraid, I have nothing, and repeated defeats will not make me lose even worse.

So I don't think too much, I don't care about others, I just talk for comfort.

Of course, there is more helplessness than that.

Another advantage of writing a book is that every time I write a story that is enough to entertain myself, I am happy and feel that I can forgive my heart a little, so that I can feel better.

Although the stories are vulgar and decadent, or messy, or ugly, or plain, or warm, they are deeply rooted in my time journey.

It has been said that stories are just stories.

I would like to add that stories are more than just stories.

If a candle is not lit, it will be nothing more than resin and tung oil in the dark, and if it is even more miserable, no one will even take it, and finally it will be weathered into dust in a corner of the world.

Writing a story is much the same as lighting a candle fire, and I'd rather be a storyteller that no one cares about, floating in a sea of thousands of books with no way back.

If the story I write can be seen by you, and if you are fortunate enough to have the occasional sympathy, praise or comment, then I will be even more glad.

The story is procrastinated, and the description is procrastinated, which is not uncommon for viewers, but I am not tired of it.

I would like to apologize for this, because I have already noticed it, but I have tried my best to improve it a little.

However, the writing of talking and laughing is still not good, the choice of words and sentences is even more clumsy, and the description of the expression once reached the point of spicy eyes, and it is quite embarrassing, which really affects the story.

But I can't help but write, so I compromise and have to aggrieved everyone to continue to persevere.

The blue ocean that belongs to me is in the vast waters, and I will open the way alone, ride the wind and waves with a canoe, and draw our own trajectory on the vast sea.

In order to stop the Buddha rice, love the wood to carry the bright trouble!

Okay, it's going to be on the shelves soon, let's talk about the update issues!

From now until the end of September, except for the two chapters on the shelf, the rest of the time will be updated as usual every day, and it will be on time at 7:30 in the morning.

Actually, I don't want to, but I can't help it, the time is really tight, and when I have time in early October, I will definitely compensate for all the unpaid chapters.

That's it.

In fact, the problem of piracy is not big, the main thing is that you were short of money when you were a student, and I can't hide it, and I have personally experienced it, little brother. Secondly, it is also my honor that the story written by the pen can be appreciated by more people, but to be honest, I still have to support the genuine version!

Next, it's the last bitter scene that has been waiting for a long time, please keep your attention high.

Ask for a subscription to start the show:

One bow, the code word is not easy!

Two bows, it's not easy to read!

Three bows: It's not easy to tip!

End of the show: Thank you for watching!

Well, that's pretty much all there is to say, come on!

In addition, the contract is written in more than one million words, and it is expected to be completed this year!

Gu De solicits, love tiger oil!

There will be two shifts around 12 noon (if there is no delay), and the rest of the time will be one shift as usual.

Thank you very much for giving me a chance to sign a contract, but I don't fight and make it like this.

At present, there are 56 in the collection, five of which are my trumpet, and maybe 50 robots, but I can't help it, because I'm also helpless.

Well, without further ado.

Sincerely

Salute.

——Talking about Lugu, September 9, 2019