The Unconventional Legend

First of all, I would like to express my apologies for the lack of success today.

There is an old Chinese doctor here who is very good at acupuncture. Anyone who goes there will have to line up, and their home is still in the mountains.

I made an appointment yesterday and was told either tomorrow or the day after. But I really didn't expect it to be in line this afternoon.

Go over there, an hour. Needle, forty minutes. Come back, one hour.

In addition to the miscellaneous delays, four hours are gone.

Also depressed.

Everyone is sorry.

Well, the reason why I want to nag a few words is mainly because I am a little speechless.

The way this book is written is different from the previous ones. There is very little backtracking. I rarely cover previous stuff in chapters.

Therefore, for some plots, after the development has begun, book friends often need to turn to the front and read the relevant chapters, and then they will understand: Oh, that's what happened.

Oh, it turns out that this matter started from here and then developed like that.

Taking the phoenix pulse soul as the main line of this section, the thread ends are pulled out from other aspects, and then develop in unison. After a period of time, a few thread ends are pulled together, gradually, all of them are brought up, and they are completely motivated.

And this can only be a very vague hint before this.

This way of writing is very tiring, because it will leak if you are not careful. But I still wrote it. This book, written to this day, I am basically very proud, except for the warm plot, there is no useless plot at all. All lines are useful.

And it's like compiling a net, and it's already at the closing stage.

But what left me speechless.

Many readers can't understand the cause of some events, or the beginning of the thread.

Then leave this comment: Poison!

Poisoned me!

Poisoned to death!

I don't understand why I wrote this paragraph, water!

This character is completely meaningless, water!

Toxic, farewell!

Identified: Poison! Say goodbye, don't spray.

Then, leave here.

The place where I am speechless is here. Tired.

I don't even know how to say it.

Even to persuade everyone to be more patient, they are a little powerless to say it.

There is no way to do this. Many people just like to watch it directly. I go round and round like this, thinking that my writing is very good, the method is very skilled, and I can control it with ease, but there are many people who will not have the patience to see the development.

You say that I am speechless.

So in the end, let me say something: please read with more patience. Please believe in the strength of a platinum author.

In addition, even if you swear and leave, don't add the word 'don't spray' after it.

I wrote a book and you spray it, then you have to suffer the result of being sprayed back.

I very much welcome serious discussions on the plot, but if the plot is not fully developed, I will not accept it.

Either delete it, ban it, or spray it back.

Just sauce purple.

I continue to write, writing tomorrow morning.

The last two words: I am so tired.

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