I don't know what words to use to express my emotional helplessness.

First of all, it's true that I can't write well, it's a problem with my writing and story construction, but I do learn all the time, but I'm stupid, maybe slower.

Secondly, the recent story, especially the plot of the last time, was really not written, and it was completely contrary to the outline, or rather, I didn't write the feeling I wanted, which was really helpless, and I hope that the next story can be written more comfortably.

I tried my best to write better, but the more I wrote, the more I didn't know how to control it.

It's been on the shelves for a month, and there have really been things lately, some scolding me for plagiarism, some scolding me for writing garbage, some scolding me for bad characters in my stories, and even some people say I'm a criminal.

To be honest, if you don't break down, that's fake.

What's more, recently, the epidemic has indeed affected the mentality a little, and I go to volunteer every day, wearing protective clothing, looking at the elderly and children to do nucleic acid, and it is not a taste to listen to it.

Of course, this has nothing to do with writing novels, but it does compress my coding time. ，

It's a part-time job, not to mention that the grades are really not ideal.

However, I don't want to end it hastily, those things are not well written, and I also want to finish the story I want to write, so the book will not end, and if you are still reading, you can continue to read it.

Perhaps, the next story will get better and better.

Trust me, I've been working on it.

Even if my learning ability is really poor, good night, love you!

Come on! Say it to you, and to myself.

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