I code words while working, and I have to accompany the baby on my days off, even so I still insist that although I often ask for leave, the speed of the code word is surprisingly slow. In the past few days, I have realized the hard work of the gods every day. I remember that a great god said: I am afraid that I will have my life to earn and I will not have my life to spend, so I should take a break from writing and rest to treat a herniated disc in my waist.

I would like to be able to earn a life like the gods, regardless of whether there is a life flower or not.

has coded 170,000 words, and there are very few people who read the book. I don't know if it's because I'm in a hurry or if the novel is unappealing, but most likely it's both.

These days, the cool breeze in Haidian is slow, there is no taste of summer, it is a good time to feel at ease, but I can't keep up.

The outline has already been listed, and it is estimated that it will cost about 2 million words if you say the least.

A person, a notebook or a mobile phone, in the subway, racking his brain to pick out words, sometimes happy, sometimes distressed, but most of the time happy.

It's still cool tonight, I want to fall asleep before half past eleven today, and fall asleep listening to Kong Yunlong's "Picking Up the Horse Jacket".

Thank you friends who read my story, and if you read this chapter, you can give me some encouragement. Thank you.

Late at night on June 15, 2022

Haidian

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