I deleted the copy word by word because I thought it would be too deceptive to leave it hanging.
This article stopped updating during the winter vacation, and then the author started to dive into it, until it bubbled up again a week ago. After saving for so long, I finally saved twelve chapters. I thought I might be able to save fifteen chapters in one week, and then replace it.
As a result... My face hurts.
I have an outline, but when I look at the computer, my mind is still blank. I squeeze in words one by one and delete them one by one. It may be hypocritical to say this, but I really feel that what I squeeze out is insulting such a cute outline.
The writing style is too childish, the thinking is not rigorous, and the cancer of laziness has reached an advanced stage. It takes a long time to convince myself to turn on the computer. It can be said that it was a headache in the past, but this time he broke his promise and made the little angel wait in vain. It can only be said that the author has no credibility and no self-control.
In fact, I considered publishing twelve chapters, but I didn't save up to fifteen chapters, but after thinking about it, I still didn't have any hope for my situation. I was afraid that it would be like the two previous completed books, which would either be updated intermittently or be unfinished.
In fact, I thought about just cheating him quietly and not showing up. Or lock the document or something like that, but when you think about it, your credit is gone and your character has been half lost. You can't lose the other half and it comes up again.
After seeing the messages from the little angels today, I actually wanted to reply, but after thinking about it I didn't know what to reply to. Everything I said felt weird and light.
I want to say a lot, but I don't know what to say until now. It's a bit incoherent. There are many little angels who have been talking about it since the first article. It's really not good to make you sad all the time.
I'm really sorry.
Let's keep this hole for now. If you are unhappy or have any minor emotions, just vent them here. It's my fault.