The villain: the memory is exposed, making the empress cry for forgiveness

So there is not too much pressure, and I don't force grades when writing books.

I have my own job and live in a small county town, so I can get by, not so poor that I can't get rid of it.

After work, my only hobbies are coding, writing stories, and communicating with everyone on the Internet.

As a newcomer and new book, the upper limit of the current writing level is here.

When I collected 13000 on Tuesday, I asked the editor in charge, and the paid follow-up was close to 1200.

Since the publication of the book, it has always been about ten to one.

This data can't be promoted to big pushers like Sanjiang Xinqiang, and I, a little street writer, didn't dare to expect extravagantly.

However, because of everyone's support, this book has been pushed from the popular text on the pc channel all the way to the sixth channel on the homepage.

I have passed some good recommended positions, and even gained a leader reader.

In all fairness, being able to sign the contract would have fulfilled my expectations.

He was even more overjoyed to get promoted after several rounds of water testing.

Harvesting the leader readers can only be described as being flattered.

This step has far exceeded my expectations.

The reason why I really want to sign a contract is because when I first wrote a novel, I was afraid of being rejected time and time again.

No one reads the stories I write, and there is no way to talk and communicate.

Not even a single critic, which is the worst thing that can happen to an author.

In fact, in my heart, I have always regretted not being able to finish the first book.

The people and things in the book have poured so much emotion into it.

I still can't compare to those authors who have not signed a contract, can read millions of words on a single computer, and generate electricity for love.

It only lasted more than 20 words and it was over.

But I am very fortunate that I can still retain the original intention of deciding to write novels.

It is necessary to write the story in your heart.

After stumbling for two years, I finally had such an opportunity again.

These days I get off work every day to code words. Although I don’t have enough sleep and my body feels a little tired, my spirit is always very excited.

Unlike before, although my body feels relaxed, I always feel that I have done nothing.

Life is a bit muddled, there is no goal in life, and there is nothing to pursue hard.

It can be regarded as joy in suffering, and enjoyment in it.

Thanks to the editor-in-chief Kaguya for giving me such an opportunity.

Thank you readers for reading my stories.

Thank you friends and family for your support and encouragement.

Thanks for the criticism and corrections, so I can keep improving.

Thank you for the blind eyes you received, and thank you for the ridicule you received.

Thank you for everything you have experienced.

Thank you for being stubborn and persistent no matter what it is said to be.

My only concern right now is fear.

Afraid of Calvin, afraid of not being able to write something, and even more afraid of poorly written stories, which taste like crap, and afraid of being rejected.

So there are many readers of the book, and it feels very stressful.

You can only do your best, keep working hard, and learn and progress.

Try to let everyone gain something from the book and get some touches.

This is also another original intention of my writing book.

I hope that my words can touch people's hearts, or make you smile, or make people think.

Or it can give everyone a good reading experience.

Of course, there is still a long way to go to such a great god.

With less than 20 words, many readers have already been discouraged.

Or because of the setting of this book, or logic, or other aspects.

The only point that is generally recognized by some readers is that the writing style is still passable and can be seen.

But this is also a disadvantage.

If it wasn't for careful consideration of words and sentences, and to make everyone read comfortably, I wouldn't update twice a day.

I really want to write plainly, but I don't have the level of concise but powerful writing.

In some places, it is not so illogical as it seems.

It's just that there is too little content now, and I haven't told the whole story yet.

In many aspects later, I will try my best to fill in the holes and go round.

For example, the protagonist's talent is too strong, and his performance in the Rage God Trial is outrageous, and his combat power seems to be broken.

That's because the martial souls in his body are all holy souls entrusted to him by the ancient holy kings.

Because the protagonist is born with integrity.

Because he is the only one in the sky and on the earth who can carry so many different types of tyrannical soul power at the same time, only he is the destiny and the hope of all.

In addition, it uses potential-consuming martial arts secret techniques to fight some man-machines who can't release skills and can only level A.

I personally feel that it shouldn't be too outrageous, now that the martial spirit is gone, it won't be as fierce for the time being.

Leapfrog fighting, will also be injured.

Of course, I am the author, and I am a fan of the authorities and a bystander, so I cannot clearly understand what everyone thinks.

I haven't talked about what happened in the ancient times.

And why did it become the current situation where the whole world is turbid and I am alone, and everyone is drunk and I am alone.

I have not talked about it being besieged by people all over the world.

So I think of some places that everyone thinks are unreasonable.

It's just that I didn't think well enough, and the writing was a bit forced, but I tried my best.

Fortunately, I am just a slap in the face for my own level positioning, otherwise I would not continue to write with a lot of scolding.

Just think about how good the books written by Pujie can be.

Someone is willing to take the time to write a few pertinent comments, which is also to point out the problem. I hope this book will be better. I am really grateful.

It's just that I can't write like a great master now, and it can stand scrutiny, and it will inevitably be criticized.

I am a newcomer and a new book, so it is understandable that I have persuaded many readers in various ways.

So I always reply to the readers who abandoned the book. It is really hard for Shennong to test the poison. I am sorry that some places are poisonous.

In fact, after I finished writing each chapter, when I read it, I felt that no one would be able to read what was written.

Don't lie, I think so every time.

Looking at what I wrote, I really feel unsightly.

I always doubt myself like this, but the comments and votes show that there are a good number of people who have been reading and supporting every day.

I see a lot of ids in the background every day, so I feel very curious, which place attracts people.

In short, I write every day with anxiety, scratching my head, fearing that my writing will collapse, and my writing will be poor.

But I think the meaning of this book is to let me learn from experience, hone my skills, and make progress.

No matter what the results are, since everyone is willing to read it, I am also willing to work hard and write it down.

No matter how boring this story is, I must try my best to finish it. Thank you for your company!

I also hope that in the days to come, everyone will be successful in their studies and careers, pass every exam, and be happy!

At the end, write a poem to express your will.

There are always times of rain and shine,

How many people are wandering on the road?

There are many twists and turns in the world,

Ascending a glance is all the way!

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Chapter 81 The Night of Confession

The two stood on the top of the imperial city, looked up at the full moon in the sky, and overlooked the lights of thousands of gates.

On the criss-cross streets, crowds are singing and dancing, fish and dragons are scattered, and lights are flickering, making it dizzying.

Seen from a distance, the whole Bauhinia City is full of lights and moonlight, and it is peaceful, just like a fairyland on earth.

Along with the melodious sound of the phoenix flute, Qin Zhimu sang and danced gracefully in the sea of ​​fragrant flowers, which dazzled Lin Yuan.

"Master Lin, let's have a competition."

Qin Zhimu was already dripping with sweat after dancing.

"If you win, I will answer your question truthfully. If I win, you have to...promise me with one condition."

"What conditions?" Lin Yuan's gaze, which was distracted by the moving dance, refocused.

With her hands behind her back, Qin Zhimu stood on tiptoe and walked slowly away.

"If I win..."

The fairy and beautiful shadow suddenly looked back in the sea of ​​flowers.

The pure white skirt fluttered with the wind, instantly dimming the flowers on the entire mountain.

"You are going to take me away from Qin Dynasty!"

Qin Zhimu faced Lin Yuan and shouted loudly.

"We're looking for a place that no one cares about, and we'll never come back!"

wow——

Outside the copper coffin, everyone looked surprised and there was an uproar.

Looking at the serious expression on Qin Zhimu's face in the picture, one can tell that she is definitely not joking.

This sentence has completely expressed her feelings.

She didn't want to fulfill her marriage contract with Prince Yan, she wanted to escape from the Qin Dynasty.

She wanted the young Emperor Qing to take her far away.

Even Luo Chen, who had been silent all this time, looked at the screen in disbelief, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

He couldn't believe that it was Qin Zhimu himself who proposed to stay and fly with the devil emperor, and even wanted to abandon the engagement.

"Your Majesty, back then, you must have been joking."

Luo Chen smiled, and shouted to Qin Zhimu on the spirit boat.

But Qin Zhimu didn't answer, and couldn't answer.

Just when she witnessed herself as a girl and yelled these words to Lin Yuan, she suddenly felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.

Then, waves of dizziness flooded into her mind like a tide.