[Recently, I have been hearing some people scold me, saying that I deceive readers, and some even go to the level of deceiving consumers. Lao Wei is also a writer, and in ancient times, he was considered half a literati. Literary people all have integrity and integrity.
Backbone. You can scold me and ridicule me, but don't vomit so dirty!
I rarely communicate with readers, and even when I do, I do so in a respectful manner. I have never asked readers to do this or that for me. I have never participated in many of the consumer activities organized by the website, even when covering birthday cakes.
Lao Wei has never asked readers for a dime in red envelopes.
I feel that those who read my book are my brothers. As long as you read it, I will be satisfied. Many people feel like they have become uncles after consuming. I hope that this kind of loser will never happen again among us brothers. No one owes anything.
Whose? I am a book writer, so I don’t owe you anything.
There is another kind, those who have no money, watch pirated copies in various places every day, and still feel that they are uncles. They seem to think that if they have figured it out, they will give you a sky-high face, and you have to serve them honestly.
With.
No matter how many things you have, no matter what pressure you face every day, no matter whether you are alive or dead, you must update it honestly.
Yes, I admit that I have been out of sorts recently, and neither the update speed nor the quality of articles are satisfactory. Many of the promises I made have not been fulfilled.
I don’t want to find any objective reasons for myself, nor do I want to say anything. I have been away from home for almost half of this month, and I wrote a lot of content on trains or cars.
I remember another time I arrived in Beijing at around 11pm, and it was drizzling outside. I had already finished writing a chapter in the car, but due to poor signal, I couldn’t connect to the Internet. After I got off the car, I hurried to the train station.
I put the computer on the window sill of a closed ticket office, using a computer bag to block the rain with one hand, and operating the computer with the other to start updating.
Another time, I was sleeping in a small space on the upper bunk. After writing a chapter, half of my body was numb.
I say these for objective reasons. I admit that I failed to do a good job and failed to live up to the hopes of many readers. In the next period of time, I should go out less often. The novel will go on the right track. I owe you everything I have before.
, Laowei will make up for it one by one.
We are brothers, so let’s not care too much. I will never care about those who watch pirated copies and cut off my livelihood, because as long as you watch, you are my brother!】
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Ye Shaofeng sat cross-legged on the wooden floor and meditated, breathing evenly to let his mind settle down without distracting thoughts.
With an empty mind, everything seems ordinary. In fact, it is very easy to see through many things. It is like a flash in the pan that takes hundreds of years to unfold, but only shows up in a few minutes.
It is very easy to let go of many things. As long as your mind is still and you have no other aspirations, life is inherently insignificant.
Sima Qian once said that some people are as heavy as Mount Tai, and some are as light as a feather. In fact, all our lives are as light as a feather. Those who feel as heavy as Mount Tai take themselves too seriously. This
No one in the world can develop in the same way.
Every progress in society is just in line with the pace of the times. It is not who can advance it, it is just you who stand in this position.
Ye Shaofeng's mind was completely empty and he entered a state of meditation. All his thoughts at that time were focused on one idea, that is, the wind is coming!
It doesn't matter if it's an east wind, a west wind, a south wind, or a north wind. As long as the wind comes, it just needs to blow away the fire!
Ye Sa Hongfeng's mind was filled with thoughts about Feng, and he was chanting Buddhist mantras deep inside.
Ye Shaofeng has never done this kind of thing of borrowing the east wind, and has never even seen it. Of course, apart from hearing about it in fairy tales or legends, how many people can do this in real life?
But Ye Shaofeng firmly believes that sincerity leads to success. Moreover, this time it is about the lives of the innocent aborigines in the town. He not only wants to save himself and his brothers, but more importantly, he wants to save those innocent people.
of Aboriginal people.
War will affect innocent people, but Ye Shaofeng does not want to see the end of life being ruined!
Many people outside were very anxious. At this time, the mayor and many strong men in the town took the tools they usually used when working in the fields, such as hoes, shovels, shovels, etc., towards the Longtang garrison.
He rushed over.
There were fifty or sixty people, and all their faces were filled with anger.
Chang Miaoke hurried up to greet him and asked in the local dialect: "Don't panic, you all. We are trying every possible means and we will not cause losses to the town!"
"You bastards, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't be attacked, we wouldn't become cannon fodder. What should we do now? There are fires on all sides, our home will be burned to the ground, and even we ourselves will be burned to the ground.
This kind of death!
You bunch of bastards, I will fight with you!"
The mayor is indeed a little crazy. In his opinion, everything that is happening now is caused by Longtang. He is very excited now. The target of his attack is not aimed at the Quan Zhantian who bombed their home, but at Longtang.
Hall.
"Mayor, calm down. Don't panic now. If you are so impulsive, we will all die here in the end!" Chang Miaoke advised.
But Chang Miaoke's words were of no use. The mayor and everyone rushed up.
Peng Xiaofei couldn't stand this, so he grabbed a heavy machine gun from a machine gunner of the Chang family mercenaries. The heavy machine gun fired at the ground, and a row of bullets hit the ground in front of the mayor, splashing
Kick up dust.
This trick worked so well that the mayor and the others really didn't dare to run forward.
"What the hell are you doing with this bullshit? There is always a wrongdoer and a debtor. Even if you risk your life, you still have to go find the person who blew up your home. Why the hell are you looking for us?
If we weren't trying to rescue you bunch of unruly people, maybe we would have run out by now!
You, the mayor, are getting more and more confused. How can you live a good life with these unruly people like you? Let's all die as soon as possible!" Peng Xiaofei mocked.
The little translator next to the mayor quickly translated Peng Xiaofei's words. The mayor was so angry that his facial expression began to completely distort, his eyes and nose were almost squeezed together, and he was so angry that he couldn't say a word.
At this time, Yuan Shixue said: "We will pay you back what we owe you. Your home has been destroyed, and we will find a better place for you. The top priority now is not to take revenge, but to survive together. Only by surviving can we
This is our common goal now!”
"How can we survive? How can we survive when there are dangers on all sides?" the mayor asked.
"Wait for the wind to come!" Chang Miaoke said very calmly and seriously.
"Waiting for the wind to come? Hahaha, it's sunny and sunny, how can there be wind in this season? Do you think you are a great wizard and you can control the wind and rain?" The mayor said angrily, and the binders behind him,
They all became furious again.
At this time, Chang Miaoke had already felt something...