Girl, let me check it out.

Chapter 89 Remarks on the launch

It will be available at 12 noon tomorrow! So there will be no update at 12 midnight today! Friends, don’t wait!

The author will release all his manuscripts around noon tomorrow. The number is not certain, and it mainly depends on how much I write tonight.

Before putting the product on the shelves, I never asked for anything from anyone. This time, asking for a first order, maybe, should, probably, maybe, it’s not too much, right?

Thanks to my editor Miss Jiang Cha, who kindly took me in when I was feeling dejected and discouraged!

Thank you to all the friends who have followed along and read until here. It is your support that has allowed me to keep writing until now!

Remember to come and read a book tomorrow at noon!

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The above is the main content of my remarks on the listing. Below, the author will say a few words from his heart. Those of you who don’t want to listen to my nagging can scroll away.

You can probably tell that this is my first time writing a book, and it’s not a secondary work by an old author.

It's so sad. I didn't expect that the majority of comments would be about how awkward my writing was.

Ugh.

In fact, before I wrote this book "Princess" and became an author, I had been a reader for many years.

I have read so many books, and I would be moved to tears by the plot development and the characters' circumstances in the books.

But I still can't find a book that can write exactly what I want to read. Maybe there are two books that are similar, but there is no one that can completely overlap.

Since then, I have always had an idea: to write a book myself.

But because I am lazy, and the general situation of modern life is too sweet, I have never been able to put it into practice.

Until one day a few months ago, I found a novel that I liked the most in recent years and was reading it with great gusto.

As a result, the author became a eunuch and ran away.

Or the silent kind.

It's only a few hundred thousand words! How come it was abandoned when the data was just right? !

I was totally stupefied at the time and so angry that I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. I was scratching my head and trying to find out what happened to the book.

Unfortunately, the author of that book still didn’t come back.

I even voted for him!

I won’t reveal the title of the book, but the protagonist’s surname is Jia. If you have read it, you can reminisce about it with me.

This incident became the direct trigger for me to write this book.

After many twists and turns, the manuscript of "Princess" was finally approved.

When I was a reader, my favorite thing was to go to the author’s circle of book friends to urge for updates or write a short essay to show my support.

I naively thought that all readers in the world should be as friendly as I was.

It wasn't until I started writing my own book that I realized I was a lot wrong.

In the past two months, I feel like I’ve received no less than ten comments asking about my family.

I don’t know if I wrote something inappropriate that touched their sensitive nerves, or if they simply didn’t like me.

But, it seems that he shouldn't be so violent, right?

I never attack other people's families when I'm fighting with my friends on the forum. But you guys attack me right away without even reading the first three chapters. Isn't that a bit too aggressive?

Every time I see a comment like this, I feel uncomfortable for a long time.

At one point, I was almost scolded to the point that I didn’t want to write anymore.

But then I changed my mind.

If I just stop writing, won’t I become a eunuch?

Wouldn't that mean you're becoming the person you hate the most?

So I persisted again.

Many friends have been silently supporting this book, and this is also the biggest motivation for me to keep writing.

Thank you again!

Now when I see many names in the comments, I feel very familiar with them, and I occasionally smile knowingly.

Of course, this does not include the type of "Book Friend 114514314159", which I am really not familiar with.

I've been writing for so long that I'm now immune to those comments.

You guys criticize your stuff and I write mine, and the main goal is not to interfere with each other.

Anyway, it is impossible for eunuchs to become eunuchs.

I think not only readers choose books, but books also choose readers. It is a two-way process.

Some people have always said that the protagonist in the book is too saintly, and that this is the poisonous point.

I was thinking at the time, in the current environment, are protagonists like this considered saints?

If you are poor, you should take care of yourself; if you are rich, you should help the world; if you are in a low position, you should not forget to worry about the country.

If this is considered being a saint, then I have nothing to say. Maybe there is something wrong with my three views.

I believe that friends who have read this far should also feel that something in my book has attracted you or resonates with you.

That's enough.

Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

The protagonist is like this, and I have the same mentality when writing books.

This book can make a little money, and furthermore can provide my dear readers with even a little psychological comfort or emotional resonance, and that is enough!

This is the first book I have written. I will try my best to write it well and present the entire world view to everyone in its entirety.

There will be no end to it, it’s just that the process may be a bit... uh... slow.

Please be understanding, this useless author with insufficient production capacity is really writing well.

That’s all I have to say.

Dear friends, remember to subscribe tomorrow at noon.

The author is going to code.

Chapter 90 The bracelet is very beautiful

Fang Weihan was waiting quietly in the yard, and soon he saw Xiao Jin coming back with two cups of tea.

"Brother Fang, tea."

Xiao Jin handed the teacup to Fang Weihan in a soft voice and looked at him expectantly.

When will this damn girl learn how to make tea?

Fang Weihan was a little surprised.

With Xiao Jin's lazy personality, asking her to learn something would seem like killing her, and she would rather stay in bed all day.

Now you can actually make tea?

Fang Weihan took the tea with a smile and silently felt the temperature.

Damn, at this temperature, are they going to depilate the pigs?

I knew that this little sister was unreliable.

He looked at Xiao Jin's expectant eyes, then sighed.

Forget it, let’s not talk about her anymore. In the end, she still needed me to comfort her after crying.

Fang Weihan had no choice but to secretly mobilize his blood and energy to form a protective film in his mouth and esophagus.

“This tea is quite good.”

Fang Weihan took a sip as if nothing had happened, smacked his lips, and then praised in surprise.

"This skill is not inferior to those young ladies who specialize in tea art. I didn't expect it. When did you practice it?"

Fang Weihan glanced around the table and always felt that something was not right.

"It's rare to see Xiao Jin making tea, let me have this cup too."

Fang Weihan took the cup of tea in front of her and took another sip.

This is perfect, absolutely foolproof.

Xiao Jin, ah Xiao Jin, I'll risk everything for you.

Fang Weihan endured the slight discomfort in his throat and kept smiling, as if he was happy to drink the tea she made.

"Hehe, as long as Brother Fang likes it."

Xiao Jin's eyes narrowed, and she gathered her skirt and sat down obediently opposite him.

"The tea I brewed still has some flaws. I know that. I just want to make you happier..."

Xiao Jin folded her hands, lay on the table, and looked at Fang Weihan dependently, like a rabbit waiting to be stroked.

Fang Weihan almost couldn't hold back the expression on his face.

There are some shortcomings.

It means that I was almost sent away.

I was so happy that I almost cried.

"You have brewed a very good tea. It ranks among the top three teas I have ever drunk."

Fang Weihan forced himself to praise as if nothing had happened.

"really?"

Xiao Jin's eyes lit up for a moment, but then dimmed again.

"Isn't the first one Sister Ling Wan..."

She immediately pouted her lips as if she realized something and looked at Fang Weihan in panic.

"I...I'm sorry...I shouldn't have..."

Fang Weihan shook his head and quietly put down the teacup in his hand.

"I've already said it's okay, just mention it. She's not the emperor, so why should I be so cautious when speaking to her?"

"Besides, I don't think you taste worse than the tea she makes."

"Xiao Jin treats me sincerely, but she may not. Isn't it obvious who is better?"

Fang Weihan looked at Xiao Jin with a smile, his warm gaze brushing across her eyes like water.

Xiao Jin's eyes trembled, and a blush quickly covered her cheeks, making her look silly.

In fact, she was so happy that she almost fainted.

You are so right, that’s right, there is nothing good about Xie Lingwan!

The girl has recently specially learned how to make tea, simply because she wants to work hard in this area secretly and surpass Xie Lingwan.

After all, as the eldest daughter of the Xie family, she is impeccable when it comes to such etiquette matters.

Xiao Jin's face was full of disdain.

Chenjun Xie family, ah, as soon as I heard the name, the stench of money hit me in the face. How can it compare to the noble and self-satisfied life of my Lanling Xiao family.

Say a few more words, say a few more words.

So that I can...

Xiao Jin smiled foolishly, immersed in his own fantasy.

"Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin?"

Fang Weihan looked at the girl in front of him who was smiling foolishly, with a puzzled look on his face.

What are you doing?