Chapter 1414
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First of all, he wanted to apologize to everyone.
There were too few updates.
In the past two days, at the request of the China Writers' Association, the Writers' Village, and the website, he had participated in an Inner Mongolia event.
In the past two years, the country had been paying more attention to online literature. There were more and more activities, and the social status of online writers was also slowly rising.
There was actually no guarantee for writing online literature.
This was in the past.
There was no social security, no insurance, no social network, no social status … Of course, Knife's situation was better, because the website was very good to him.
Therefore, Meh had a way to decline the activities organized by the government. Many writers and Knife communicated, and they expressed a feeling that they could be recognized by society.
There were many activities that he could not decline.
Knife hesitated for a long time before he participated in this event.
But all of a sudden, many things came one after another.
On the 3rd, the Inner Mongolia event ended, and he went to Beijing. There was a campus activity organized by the China Publicity Department. On the 6th, Beijing Normal University's Gansu Eight Outstanding Online Literature Promotion Conference.
He could go home on the 7th.
Before the 3rd, it was very difficult to update because his schedule was too full. He spent the night in the truck the previous night, and yesterday, he was on the road from 6 am to 10 pm. He was on the road, on the road, eating …
Knife was a little otaku who was not good at communicating. He was also forced to drink a lot. The drinking tradition of his Inner Mongolian compatriots was really scary, but the Inner Mongolian compatriots were really generous.
Knife had not drunk for more than half a year. In the past, he would occasionally take a sip, but last night … he could not take it anymore. He had no choice, and his memory went blank. He did not know how he went back.
Only then did he wake up.
I thought I would insist on not drinking, refusing to drink no matter who offered me … But I was too naive.
Now, I still have a splitting headache.
There was no time to write at all. Today's schedule was even more.
Of course, this was also my fault.
I did not have any chapters.
I could not save any chapters.
I apologized to everyone.
Sincerely apologized.
In the pugilistic world, one had no choice.
He did not dare to ask for everyone's understanding, but he still had to greet and explain to everyone.
He bowed and apologized.
He apologized again sincerely.
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