It was on the shelves at noon on Friday (it seems to be noon today), and I was so nervous, so nervous that I could only say dryly that I was nervous.

As a newcomer with high purity, I never imagined that I would be able to write more than 200,000 words one day, and I will continue to work hard for it until the end of one day in the future, but I can think that in the future, I will dedicate one story after another to you with more and more mature writing.

From this book, some book friends said that they could see my character, maybe a little meek, maybe a little lazy, anyway, it's definitely not the kind that is decisive and iron-minded, and because of this, when I take care of the book review area and see some more intense messages, I am often depressed and my head is blank for most of the day.

As such a glass-hearted newcomer, I have survived until now thanks to three extremely powerful pillars:

First, book lovers. Whether it is you who vote silently, you who are active in this chapter, you who cheer me up in the group and remind me to pay attention to rest, all of you have given me endless motivation when I am low and lost. You're the ones who let me know that I'm not singing a one-man show, and I hope that my friends who have watched me come here can watch me grow up and give back better stories to everyone.

Second, it is the editor-in-charge who takes great care of supper. Ye Supper never neglected me because I was a newcomer, on the contrary, he gave me patient guidance and enthusiastic recommendations to support me to get here. I was honestly scared and secretly determined to do better. So I took time out every day to read the works of my predecessors and learn the experience of writing stories, and when I held the pen and took notes, my heart was extremely full (here I used beautiful pictures to beautify myself, but in fact, I often wandered and ran away halfway).

Third, it's my own favorite. Over the years, I have read so many books, applauded when I saw the wonderful places, and cried when I saw the emotional places, and during this period, the desire to "I want to write such a good book too" has germinated countless times. So, I put pen to paper, so, I've stuck to this point, and I'm going to share the dream world that is deep in my heart, even though the process is not easy.

While coding this text, I looked up at the window, well, it was another midnight suitable for cultivating immortals.

Looking back, in the days when I updated, how many times I couldn't hold it up at the last update, and wrote "sent out later" and "sent out in the early morning" in the author's words, but I slept on the table for a while, only to find that it was already dawn, so I had to make up for it quickly. It's also you who tolerate my occasional unstable updates because I'm new to online writing. Thank you.

I was tempted to list the names of my book friends, but I couldn't even remember my sister's screen name, and the difference in memory was evident (please disdain me), so I dismissed the idea.

Then let's talk about the listing update. Yesterday, I specially consulted my seniors, and they suggested that I have five watches, so I have pushed everything away, thrown out a stack of leave notes, and closed the room tomorrow to concentrate on the desk, and ignore the things outside the window, just try to update.

In the days to come, I will do my best to never change.

So finally, referral tickets and subscriptions, please everyone, grateful, grateful.

And the word count, let me add one more heartfelt "thank you".

Biting your tongue, September 15, 2017 at 1:51 a.m.