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Chapter 814

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Twenty-four hours, nine chapters, twenty-seven thousand words.

It had never happened before, and it would probably be very difficult in the future. Behind the madness was a pack of Hongtashan, six cans of Red Bull, four bottles of mineral water, a bowl of zhajiang noodles, and a boxed lunch.

Old Cao said that every word was laborious. Oh, he meant that every word was filled with blood. I was not so miserable. He was the ocean, and I was a drop of water. I just wanted to say that these twenty-seven thousand words were written seriously, and my attitude was guaranteed.

In the end, I did not feel tired or bitter. Because of my narcissism, I was abnormally excited and broke my own limits until my eyelids were as heavy as my weight.

Although I wrote a lot, I encountered the most tragic plot of the spy. It was not a climax that could pull votes. Even I was depressed, sad, and depressed when I wrote, let alone you who were reading the story.

It's the time to welcome the new year. Many people are playing and drinking. I'm chatting with you on the keyboard. I'm not complaining, because it's not bitter at all. After getting high, writing really becomes the best entertainment. It's still that mushy but sincere sentence:

Who asked it to be my hobby to serve you?

In 2010, I bought a house, learned to drive, bought a car, practiced driving, got a marriage certificate, held a wedding ceremony, went on a honeymoon, and even went to Inner Mongolia to attend Zhang Xiaohua's wedding ceremony.

I always hoped that the vast number of wise readers would pity and understand cats. When I had the time and energy to write, I would never not write. When I could not write, then I really could not write. Those who could understand, long live. Those who could not understand … Long live nine thousand years, cough cough.

To be honest, I came to an unfamiliar place alone, without any connections or experience, to complete the series of things that shrunk the essence and pain of life really consumed too much of my energy.

At the end of the year, I finally finished everything and began to find the world and feeling back. In December, I encountered another week of illness and decadence. But my heart was here, and I did not care. I only needed to work hard and write seriously.

In the end, eight consecutive days of three chapters, and one day of four chapters, was the most enjoyable and longest process I had ever done since I started writing in 2003.

As for today's nine chapters, it was something that I had never even thought about.

It was very refreshing to wash away the busy and gloomy air of this year. It was very refreshing to really challenge my own limits. It was very refreshing to use this method to welcome the New Year with you.

We were halfway through our journey, and we fought our way from eighth place to second place. Although we were currently in third place, the scene of our chrysanthemum being destroyed was a rare sight for me.

Today, other than being crazy, what I was most proud of was that I suddenly realized that I had learned how to use hooks instinctively when writing books. There will always be a place where I can use the pen for clarity in the future. I am very happy about this.

When I write slowly, the quality is not necessarily good. When I edit three chapters a day, the quality is the best. Today, I wrote so much and my head is so muddled, so the quality is naturally not as stable as when I was writing three chapters. Please bear with me.

I'm going to sleep now. I can't take it anymore. I'm going to welcome the new year in my dreams. As for the final ranking of the monthly votes, it's all up to you. I've already done my best.

As for what would happen next year, he would explain in detail tomorrow.

The line was still 180,000.

I'm really starting to feel sorry for the money you've spent. Of course, I'm not talking about subscriptions.

Thank you, everyone! Happy New Year!

Including the seventy-two people who sent text messages cursing my computer to crash.

In the end, there was a beginning and an end. From 2010 until the very last moment, he shouted: Monthly votes!



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