I don't understand.

At this moment, the author Wu Hao looked confused and obviously didn't understand what was going on.

Even if he tried to break his brain, he still couldn't figure it out.

That's what it's for,

Why do you want to change so hard even though you have completely repented?

I want to change everything with my most sincere update.

Completely change, because of the very bad perceptions that the previous laziness and perfunctoryness caused to readers, I will use my unremitting efforts to completely reverse all of this.

For this reason, I really tried my best, almost to the point of trying my best, and I started to fight with my life.

But what about the result.

But it didn't get any recognition or approval.

I have obviously shown my utmost sincerity, but what is the result?

In the eyes of readers, it is as if nothing has happened and everything remains the same.

It's fine if I don't get any recognition for my hard work, but I can't do it no matter how much I say. What I get in the end is the unscrupulous accusations and abuse.

What the hell, do you really have any intentions?

Are they all cold and numb, born with a heart of stone?

Otherwise, as long as you have some feelings, you won't be so cold and cruel.

He directly ignores other people's sincere hard work, and yet he is so heartless and scolds others like this...

At this moment, the author Wu Hao became more and more angry as he thought about it. He was so angry that he couldn't help but clenched his fists.

He suddenly felt a desperate urge to rush in, pump up his fists, and hammer wildly, giving those bastards who still didn't know how to restrain themselves at this moment and still insulting him unabashedly, give them a good beating, and let them know

What is the Wrath of the King...

But no matter how angry he was, he still didn't lose his mind because of his anger.

He knew very well that he could just think about some things in his mind, but he really couldn't do them.

Besides, what if I don’t seem to be patient at this moment?

Even if you allow yourself to rush into the Waiwai Voice reader communication group, what can you do?

At most, it would be a hard-faced retaliation.

Apart from that, it seems like nothing can be done.

When he thought of this, the author Wu Hao suddenly lost his temper.

Although he was trying his best to suppress his anger and try to calm down, for some reason, his tone could not be calmed down. He could not help grinding his teeth, feeling very unwilling to do so.

Why?

Why do you do this to me!

I've obviously worked very hard, okay?

In addition, I have been really restrained in my words and deeds recently, and I don’t really have anything to do without going to reply and offend you.

I've tolerated it like this, it's fun enough, what else do you want?

I don’t ask you to be silent and friendly.

But we can't be relentless and keep chasing and fighting.

There is so much hatred and deep hatred.

Let you chatter like this.

Look what you bastards have done.

As soon as my name was mentioned, he jumped up with excitement as if he had drunk a box of fake wine, like a madman, so angry and crazy.

I can't even look at you. You are really ugly when you look at it now.

I guess you are all acting like shrews now, holding your waist, jumping on your feet, poking and cursing.

Let me go, how did I offend you? Did I dig up your ancestral graves or something like that?

Why are you so clinging to it so endlessly and clinging to it...

I can't figure it out.

Thinking of these, the author Wu Hao was so aggrieved that he couldn't figure it out whether he was alive or dead.

I couldn't help but my eyes became red and wet.

Grandma, I really want to give up my career. I just want to be a qualified author.

Why is it so hated by readers?

Why can't I help but get angry when I face them? Why is it so difficult to communicate with them calmly?

At this moment, the author Wu Hao was so angry that he really wanted to put aside all worries and go back to the past.

What a beautiful life we ​​had in the past.

You can do whatever you want.

There is no need to evaluate whether your behavior is appropriate.

There is no need to think twice before doing something. Think about how the readers will feel if you really do it, and whether they will like it...

Hey, there are a lot of rules and regulations that restrict people's hands and directly restrict people. It's so difficult to indulge occasionally or to antagonize someone.

Maybe this is the price of growth.

Since this is the price I will inevitably bear and this process cannot be reversed, I will simply grit my teeth and endure it for a while and use my own actions to prove it.

I don't believe it, they are really hard-hearted.

As long as I persist and work harder, I really don’t believe it anymore and can’t impress them and completely change those bad impressions.

Humph, I really don’t believe in this evil, even if they are all fast, smelly and hard, it doesn’t matter.

I firmly believe that I will be able to do it, even if it is a piece of stone, it will have a hot day.

The author Wu Hao suppressed his anger and tried hard to appease his emotions.

He didn't know how long it took, but he finally calmed down the breath that was holding in his chest.

I opened the coding software without saying a word, ready to work hard again and code hard.

At this moment, he was completely willing to give up. Even if he stayed awake, he still had to code out enough chapters, and then give them to those "evil-minded" readers, so that they could open their eyes and take a good look.

Look at how hard the current author Wu Hao works.

He is already working hard to correct it, preparing to do his best to get rid of his bad habits and reappear with a new attitude...

Taking a deep breath, the author Wu Hao tried hard to put away his somewhat chaotic thoughts.

After hastily writing the detailed outline, he briefly thought about the details and immediately started typing on the keyboard without hesitation.

Huh? That's not right.

Why does it feel so weird?

After coding for a short while, the author Wu Hao discovered an anomaly. It felt weird and something was wrong.

He soon discovered to his shock that detailed descriptions were not what he was good at at all. Every time he wrote this, he was always in great difficulty and inevitably got stuck on the spot.

He was so stuck that he didn't want anything he didn't want, and he was so ecstatic that he couldn't stand the torture of scratching his head countless times, and he had the urge to abandon the article in a fit of anger.

But it's really strange. Today, he just picked up the pen and wrote so easily and smoothly.

There was no lag at all, it was so smooth.
Chapter completed!