On the day of Bingshen in the Jiayin month of the Guimao year, Qi was about to sleep, but suddenly she thought about it, and as soon as she smelled it, she became voyeuristic.
[Explanation] The collection of essays in "A Hundred Days and Ten Thousand Essays" begins:
I will never stop writing, but I will love calligraphy and ink every day! Sharpen the knife and keep pace with the talk!
Collection details: see announcement
Are you kidding me? Must be! Qi peeked at it.
Anthology, well, yes!
Anthology, so, eh, there is!
Attending the meeting, uh, yes!
Anthology awards, huh? Unspeakable!
Qi cursed and said: "The collection of works begins, the scene follows, the words begin..."
Qi's eyes darkened...
