Honor of Kings: I’m an AG Substitute from the Start, and I Really Don’t Want to Win

I wish everyone good health, safety, victory over the virus, good luck in the new year, and good fortune.

That year, I was 9 years old and she was 11 years old. I told her that I would marry her in the future, and she naughtily replied: "Okay"! That year, I was 12 years old and she was 14 years old. She was a head taller than me. I raised my head and told her that I liked her. She listened blankly and said nothing, then turned her head and stopped looking at me. At that time, I was 18 years old and she was 20 years old. I had been working outside for a year, and she was still attending a key university. I could no longer say that I liked her, because I felt that I was not worthy of her at all. I kept what I wanted to say to her to myself, and I would tell her everything when I was worthy of her. In the next four years, I never had the chance to see her again. I heard that she was already working. What I was more concerned about was whether she was a wife and a mother. My career was gradually getting on the right track and I was no longer embarrassed by money. When I saw her again, it was in Dongguan, in a dim room, just the two of us. After a long silence, she spoke: "Eight hundred, seeing that you are an acquaintance, I will charge you five hundred." I tried my best not to tremble anymore, and said, "Come with me." Her eyes glazed over for a moment, then flickered, and then went out like a fire, and said, "I'm not worthy of you, I'm just a lady, I have guests, nothing happens, I'll leave first." She left in a hurry. Later, I saw her on TV. She was being held by two policemen, with a look of terror and distress on her face. The TV didn't even cover her face, letting her dangle in front of me, letting her bump, bump, and shatter in my heart! The last time I saw her, she came to see me. She was on the roof of the building, and I looked up at her from downstairs. I just looked at her like this for a long time, and then he left without leaving a word. ． The next news about her was a year later, when her mother called me, saying that she was ill and could not be treated, and that she wanted to see me one last time. I can't accept it. Anyway, I feel very depressed. When I arrived at the hospital, I looked at her pale face in front of her bed, looking much thinner than before. I smiled at her, I don't know how ugly that smile was, and she smiled at me as innocently as she did when she was seven years old. She raised her hand, and I hurried over to hold her hand. The tears finally couldn't help but fall down. She said in a deep voice: "I... I want to... Ask you, when will the update be updated!!!"

I just found out that it was updated two days ago. Author, are you still writing this book? I feel like it would be nice if the protagonist wanted to open up a little bit later. Instead of thinking about how to create a one-on-five opportunity [Thinking], this thing is hard to explain, but the book is quite good. I look forward to the follow-up.

Come on, it's gone after a while.

It's nice to watch, but it's gone after a while. The author would like to work hard to update it [I'm about to cry]

I once thought that this kind of conventional novel was extinct, but I didn't expect to see it still written by the author. Give Dihua routine a five-star rating. Give me some advice. 1. You can win, but there is no need to win the game. I think it's good to lose one or two hands in a small game to restore the protagonist's blood because of Yinuo's behavior. Otherwise, no matter how good the mentality is, the system will collapse sooner or later. 2. You can do some live broadcast blood to gain blood loss in the game to balance each other, otherwise it will not be successful. 3. Writing about competitions all the time is boring, and the author's writing style is actually not very delicate. Some of the feelings he wants to express are awkward if he cannot describe them (emphasis added), so I can write more daily chapters to intersperse them. 4. Control the tempo and transitions. It can't be too slow, and a dozen pictures can describe a game, and it can't lead to the championship without foreshadowing. That's about it. Come on, I hope the author's writing will get better and better and give the audience a better reading experience.

Come on, it's well written, don't give up

The writing is pretty good, but the main issue is the deduction of money. Will it cause the plot to end quickly?

Not bad. Now another book has been removed from my bookshelf.

It looks good, but there is no emotional line [awkward laughter]