You agreed to kill me, why are you crying?

Chapter 97

This is the third leaflet in this book, and presumably it will be the penultimate one.

Recalling the eventful years in the past, it has been more than two months since I picked up the pen in the blink of an eye.

First of all, I would like to thank all the judges and Huniu for meeting, admiring, or blocking each other here.

Today I got an order from the editor, stating that he will be beheaded at noon on the following day.

Oh no.
is on the shelves.

Tomorrow, that is, tomorrow, is also called the next day in ancient Chinese.

It's March 29, it's March 29 in [-].

Tomorrow is not Huniu's birthday, nor is it a big day, just ordinary.

Very good, just like Huniu.

Huniu is also a happy-go-lucky person.

I have an [-] job where I am hungry, have ordinary grades, ordinary looks, love to eat snacks and are a little lazy.

If the above sentence resonates with you, then you can also understand it this way:

I like the wind very much, and for that reason I don't mind being someone who hangs in the air at all.

Originally, I wanted to write a testimonial in classical Chinese, using some gorgeous rhetoric to shock the world.

But suddenly want to come.

What else are you pretending to be?Who doesn't know how it is written?

The few readers who died of poison in the circle of book friends have not been saved yet!
So there is this random work.

The old man who just edited may also be an uncle or a handsome guy. I don’t know, but he treats me pretty well anyway.
He said that Hu Niu's grades were acceptable, so let Hu Niu hold on.

???

Do you think this thing is the length of my object?

Can I hold it?
Aren't the good or bad grades controlled by the readers?
But Huniu was a little happy when he heard that his grades were acceptable.

However, apart from being happy, there will naturally be some trepidation and apprehension.

Worry about whether your grades will become bad, and worry about whether you will run away when you see the money.

Hahaha.

Many people should have seen the explosive photos in my group, and they all said that I am a little bald.

We don’t pick things that look like they were given by our parents; we don’t dislike things that we repaired by ourselves; books are written by ourselves, let alone cut them.

Huniu doesn't like to cry about being poor, and she doesn't like to pretend to be pitiful, so she doesn't play emotional cards with you when it's on the shelves.

It's a mule or a horse, let's take it out for a walk at twelve o'clock tomorrow!

Regardless of whether you choose to subscribe to this book tomorrow or not, Huniu is very grateful for your company.

Whether you directly turn on automatic subscription next, or delete the book when you see the testimonials on the shelf, you are a different scenery on my book writing journey.

Accompany each other for a journey, wishing each other to grow.

Regardless of whether you are with or without you along the way, Huniu will still maintain a good attitude.

Don't blame anyone, don't laugh at anyone, and don't envy anyone.Do Huniu's own dream, walk Huniu's own way.

Then run in the sun and giggle in the wind and rain.

at last.
Still thank you for meeting you.

Although we are not close friends, we are not superficial either.

—2022/3/28—

— 14:33 —

—Tiger stays—

　Push a friend's book, light novel, Shinigami fan.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)