After the Chinese New Year, I started to go to class again. It was really too late to write two books at the same time.
I feel like my brain and body are being hollowed out at the same time, like I lied to you seven times a day, and I am really forced to quit sex. I feel like I should really drag those guys who have had sex bugs into their brains and can't quit to write a book, open two, three, and four.
Maybe that's the disadvantage of dual-player. If I had known it, I wouldn't be passionate about it.
Before starting the book: He can do it! It’s only 8,000 words!
After opening the book: Wow, wow, why is it so long with 4,000 words? He is so weak.
So I’ll take two days off first, so I won’t be so busy at work on the 1st. I can do some coding while I’m at work.
The old book doesn't end at thirty chapters. He will speed up the progress and then he can devote himself to updating the book. I'm very sorry.