What? Milk dog?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
What? Readers like it?
OK!
Shu Zhujun, a novice writer who has just started out and is not very popular, bangs on the computer and bangs his head. He is clearly thinking about his brother with eight-pack abs who exudes hormones. Why do everyone want to see the brother who is milky and can only act coquettishly?
I don't understand. . .
I don't like
I can't
The first chapter was written in the first person in excitement, and then I felt bad. The rest should be in the third person, eh
Purpose: Live in the present