I Found a Beauty from the Northern and Southern Dynasties and Made Her My Wife

I can no longer upload chapters after I finish it, but I haven't written my final remarks yet, so I can only write them here. I would like to thank the editor who fished me out at that time, and fished me out twice. The first time I missed the signing because I didn't notice the news, and then Yuqingda fished me out again. Thank you very much, I want to kneel down and kowtow, hhh~ Thanks to "My Wife Came from a Thousand Years Ago". Sister Hua's book is so well written and it also gave me the inspiration to write this book. I'm just trying to imitate others. I highly recommend everyone to read it. It's really good! From the time I started the book in September last year to April now, I have written one million words in seven months. I haven't taken a day off and have been updating continuously. In fact, I don't feel tired because I am a crazy person who writes. I forget all about food and sleep. I am completely immersed in the world I write. It feels like every move of the characters in the book is happening around me. I often dream about Shen Xia and Jiang Ning. This is true (laughing and crying). My mother has said that I am crazy more than once. Well, in fact, I am a person who cannot live without being crazy. When writing depressing plots, I would put myself into depression and crazy internal conflict three or four days in advance, recalling all the sad things I have experienced, and writing with the urge to shed tears all the time, so I often told my friends, "Sooner or later I will become a psychopath. This is no joke." I estimated that this book would have about 100,000 words left before it would be perfect, but I didn't have enough time. I originally wanted to finish it first and make up about 100,000 words of extras later, but I found out that I couldn't upload it. I feel very guilty. I'm sorry to everyone and I'm sorry to Shen Xia and Jiang Ning. I didn't give them a perfect ending, which caused me to have a serious internal conflict in the past two days. I feel like crying when I think of Shen Xia and Jiang Ning. It was rainy at the end of spring, and my health has become worse and worse in the past two years. I have been unable to gain weight, and I have lost my appearance. I always feel that I will not live long. Two years ago, I went hiking with my friends. When my friends saw me leaning on the railing on the cliff, they reminded me to be careful. I joked at the time, "If you die, you will die. If you die early, you will be born early." I think it is because the joke worked... I have a lot of complaints, and my emotions are extremely complicated. This book has been sold out, but I don't care. Some people say that if you don't get good grades, you can just cut it off, but I was reluctant. I think people should always insist on finishing something, even if it is meaningless, so I persisted, resisting the pressure from the surroundings and the biting wind, and became a person who challenged the windmill. In fact, I felt powerless after writing this. I had quarrels and conflicts with my girlfriend, and the worries in life made me very internally exhausted every day, so I still feel sorry for everyone. Sorry everyone (bows). My grades are not good and I can't negotiate with my family at all, so I can only stay dormant this year and listen to my parents' arrangements. I have said before that writing is my dream. If I can't write in this life, then I might as well die immediately. So I will continue to stick to this path. We will meet again next year at the latest. I will hold the sword again and stand in the wind and rain, regardless of success or not (the soul of the second grade breaks out!) I'm still young, I'm only 21 years old. If five years is not enough, ten years will be enough. If ten years is not enough, then twenty years will be. No matter how poor you are, you can only beg for food. If you don't die, you will eventually succeed. I always feel that I have said a lot, but when I look at the word count, it is only a thousand words. Alas, I really still have a lot to say. I am so sad, so depressed that I want to die. I don't have many friends. The only friends I have left are far apart now. No one talks to me at all. I cry by myself while drinking. It's really tragic. Let's talk about the next book. This book is my first completed book. I have written it before, but the maximum number is 200,000 words. The first time I wrote online articles was when I was 18 years old. The subject matter I wrote at that time was traditional Taoist literature. The writing style was childish and the plot was immature. Now it seems to be no different from a piece of shit. But the book was terrible at first, but it was a pity that I was young and playful, so I didn't stick to it. It's really fucked when I think about it now... So my next book should be about traditional Taoist literature, because I had already written the outline the year before last, and even part of the detailed outline. I can only say that it is grand and wonderful. I am not the only one who says this. People who have read the outline and detailed outlines all say so... I don't know if this counts as Wang Po's boasting... Anyway, I hope you all can support me. Finally, I still want to say that half of this book has many shortcomings, but I still thank you all for reading it. I am really grateful and grateful... I wish you all a prosperous life, good luck, fortune, and good health. Love you all.

Isn't it why paid and free have the same progression?