“Brother Ying, this child looks so much like you, and he's so pitiful, abandoned out here in the wilderness. Why don't you adopt him?”
“Lian, me?”
“Hmph.” The young woman's nose wrinkled. “Are you saying a girl like me, who's never been with a man, should adopt him? Dear Brother Ying, please take him in~”
“All right, all right, Lian. I'll do as you say. But I'm busy practicing swordsmanship every day, so this child...”
“I'll look after him whenever you're busy! Brother Ying, hurry and give him a name. He'll be our first child, after all!”
“I... I... our... child?”
“Oh, stop dithering and just pick a name~”
The young man looked at the child before him, who wasn't crying or fussing and was gazing around with wide, curious eyes. Then he glanced at the expectant woman beside him, cleared his throat, and said, “The Book of Songs says, ‘Look up to the lofty mountain; follow the great path.’ Let's call him Jingxing. I hope he'll grow up to be a gentleman of noble character.”
“Wonderful! Jingxing, Jingxing. Brother Ying, you're so clever. His name will be Lin Jingxing!”
Determined to write a book about Uncle Nine. So I started, and in two days, I wrote 20,000 words. I still remember that I signed the contract in the middle of the night. I was so excited that I couldn't sleep. I wanted to get up and take a look. Then it took another eight days to update it to 80,000 words. I made a cover with excitement, and then tremblingly clicked on the recommendation. I also know that there are many problems with what I wrote. The description of the battle scenes is poor, the emotions are not well controlled, and there are many more, countless. But now, as when I started the book, my determination to write this book has not changed at all. Looking at the data that showed no movement after clicking on recommendations, I got up and smoked a cigarette. After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to give myself a good review. Not for anything else, just so that I can see this comment when I can't persist, and remember my thoughts at that time and the original intention of writing. 4:04 Am on August 14, 2025. Ordered the recommendation the next day. Come on!
Your writing is very good, keep up the good work
Come on, come on, come on
Shi Jian is dead, and there is no one to carry the banner in Maoshan. Xiao Linzi, please grow up quickly.
It was okay in the front, but I didn't watch it when I went to Ren Tingting's house to propose marriage.
I don't quite understand how your god-level data is structured?