Apocalyptic Forecast

　　 got up at 7:30 this morning and sat in front of the computer until now.

　　 I spent about three hours of meager work, watched elephants work for five hours, and talked with the editor for half an hour to discuss the plot.

　　 And now, I haven’t written a word... I feel that inspiration is taken away...

　　 is mainly not satisfied with the original plot, but also want to think carefully. I have a new idea but I don’t know how to implement it.

　　 I just hope that such a day will pass quickly and become the hard-working self QAQ as soon as possible

　　 I'm really sorry, and please forgive me.