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If you are full of anger now, just curse this paragraph. Every time I scold you, I will use it to apologize.

If you are laughing at "Hi, Hi, Hi, Hi, Hi, Hi, and I will "dare!" every time I feel excited, expressing my unwillingness.

Or maybe you really like this book and are very confused about the sudden sword swing. I will do my best to explain it sincerely here.

The first reason is that my ability is too shattered.

I thought this story was as stable as a dog, and I, Mu Ritian, could naturally interpret an interesting plot with my feet on my feet.

But when the initial inspiration faded and the plots imagined later were written, I found that these plots were so boring that I couldn't even write them myself. I thought it was a natural and interesting story, but when I practiced it, I found it full of stiffness.

Actually, I basically ended up writing this when I published the book, and I almost didn’t make any progress after so long.

It's not interesting at all. No matter which angle the plot extends, nothing I find interesting is out...

As an old LV.4 who has been struggling for 10 years, this is the first time I have encountered such a desperate situation. Either I suddenly ended my talents, or this story setting has a flaw that I didn’t expect, which leads to the second reason-

This time I don’t seem to be writing novels, but comics.

Maybe I have watched too many anime and series during the preparation period, and my mind has completely gone out of line. I am thinking of using that method to complete a work, rather than just doing it steadily like online articles.

Of course, this also leads to a very strange impression on everyone. I just gave me Moritian a face and barely saw it.

The third reason is that I am not as fragile as my daughter...

She cried and everything passed.

Once I doubt myself, I will fall into an endless whirlpool, rolling in the bed every day, and I don’t even have the courage to face the sunshine. This week, I am more idle than the most terrifying resentful woman. My family, friends and editors have been annoyed by me countless times.

Especially the editor, Huya, she coaxed me every time and pointed out the way. No matter how bad I made everything, she could quickly figure out a direction to make everything better, but I was no longer able and confident to move on.

These three reasons are just my personal summary, not necessarily the most fundamental one.

I believe you must have sharper insights.

I sincerely ask you to write criticism and suggestions here, which will be my direction to reorganize myself.

Finally, I apologize again to my friends who have always supported me.

In fact, I will see who leaves a message, who votes, and who rewards every five minutes...

I can always feel you for those friends who have been silently reading for a long time.

Thanks, sorry.

if……

if……

If... can be forgiven...
Chapter completed!