Recently, I've been having a fever and runny nose, and my mobile phone can't be used, so I'm going to write a novel again with a better one, but it's a pity that Huabei has been divided, and I'm in a very melancholy mood.

The follow-up plot will wait. The cold 🤧 has passed, and the new phone has arrived. Let's write. There are too many hacks in this way, and the author suspects that his privacy has been harmed.

Changing to a new mobile phone is also a last resort. No way. Pray for the blessing of the Buddha and my new phone will arrive.

Excuse yourself from the Buddha, I'm sorry, yes, the author is praying for sheep coins from the Buddha. There is no money, there is really no money.

The author also doesn't know where the starving money in the universe has gone. It is estimated that they have all run to heaven. Anyway, the author is really pitiful and begs all day long.

Write a novel and wait. The author assures that the Buddha will write beautifully. . In this way, the Buddha moved the mirror, of course, the author thought a little out of reality.

The new coronavirus is very serious, and I hope everyone will get through it comfortably. Anyway, the author's throat hurts terribly. Not much more.

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