Meng Weiyang
I read all the messages I left. Although I didn’t want to admit that I would be heard by others, I was very happy and moved. Of course, my eyes were wet and there was definitely not.
Hello, is it so difficult to accept that you are a weak mortal?
Sorry, I have always been too arrogant and ignored your strength. I have been looking up at the sky, but I forgot that you have lifted me up.
Looking back on the way I came, I did not come by alone. I remember when I was writing my first book, I was so happy when I received the first comment. I felt that I was really amazing. Novelists have it! By the way, that comment was still scolding me...
Why, now, I have clearly received ten times, hundred times, and thousand times praise, but I turn a blind eye and listen to it?
Now, I have seen it and heard it. Even if this is the center of the desert, there will be echoes from thousands of people!
Get up and keep going!
The dream is not over yet!
"Miracle, Magic Mirror, who is the most perfect man in the world?"
"It's not you anyway!"
"Go to die! Table Tennis!"
Okay, let’s admit this fact, but I want to write a perfect novel! Even if I can’t do it now, even if I can’t do it in the future, even if I can never do it, but I want to write a perfect novel! To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (iancwm) to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to mqpdan.
Chapter completed!