I'm ashamed to say that I worked hard to write this book, but the results were unsatisfactory and tepid. Maybe it's because I really don't have that level to write a good book on urban monasticism.

In addition, there is no Sanjiang in this book, there is no strong push, reluctantly, there is some comfort on the shelf. It's embarrassing.

But it doesn't matter, the editor arranges to put it on the shelf, then put it on the shelf.

Putting on the shelves is the fundamental test of whether a book is good or bad, the more people who subscribe, the better the manual, and the fewer people who subscribe, the poor manual.

Here, the younger brother begged for a monthly pass, begged for a subscription, and the brothers gave me strength, so I squeezed out time and worked hard to update more, and the handicapped party could write eighty or ninety million words a day.

Yu Zhe bowed.