Shen Lang did not believe in tears.
But … I did!
Shen Lang was living off a woman, married to Count House, and lived a luxurious life. But I was poor!
It was going to be published soon. It would be published after 12 o 'clock.
When the previous books were published, I was so nervous that I trembled all over and could not breathe.
But this time, it was published!
I … even my internal organs were trembling.
I was too nervous, too uneasy.
…
Most of the writing process of this book was very joyous.
Because … my heart could not tolerate any gloominess.
The previous book had directly written about me being depressed.
It was not an adjective. It was really pathological depression.
Anxiety and insomnia for a few months.
The world around me was gray and colorless.
I was not interested in anything. My daughter's coquettish laughter seemed to be ringing outside the house.
I watched the Spring Festival Gala on New Year's Eve. Those songs and crosstalks seemed to be ringing in the sky, and it took a long time for them to enter my ears.
The doctor prescribed anti-anxiety and anti-depression medicine for me, but I did not take it.
I had always said that it was two images that pulled me back.
The first time was when we were crossing the road in the middle of the night. My five-year-old daughter was holding a big umbrella. When a car came from afar, she stopped and shouted at me, "Daddy, there's a car!"
The other image was when I was carrying her across the road. It felt a little heavy, and her soft body kept slipping down in my arms.
My daughter giggled, "Daddy, can you carry me?"
It was these two images that were engraved in my mind, pulling at me all the time.
I could not let anything happen to me. I still had to protect her, take care of her, and let her live a carefree life.
Therefore, my daughter was really my father's angel.
Let's hurry up and get married and have a baby. If it was a boy, let's beat him up and beat him up.
If it was a daughter, let's take good care of her and raise her to be a little princess.
…
The reason was not because the previous book did not do well.
On the contrary, "Eunuch Martial Emperor" did better than the previous books.
It was because it was too difficult to write. I was too demanding, too hardworking.
She worked day and night to finish the manuscript, and she couldn't sleep for more than a few hours every night.
He didn't even sleep for an hour for three days and two nights.
Therefore, with just over two million words, it was finished.
After that, I took my wife to play everywhere for two months.
Finally …
I can sleep naturally.
Then, I started a new book!
Thus, he lost sleep again.
…
This book is very happy to write.
Very cool, very high!
Shen Lang did not believe in tears.
I want to be full of sunshine. I want to bring happiness and comfort to all of you!
Yeah yeah yeah!
I'm still taking sleeping pills (dextrozopiclone tablets). I've already taken about thirty boxes.
He had already drunk several catties of jujube powder every day when he boiled the jujube soup.
However, the quality of his sleep was alright.
Most importantly, he was in a good mood.
By the time I finish writing this book, I will be able to completely adjust my sleep and quit taking medicine.
…
I know …
You have other authors out there, and more than one.
But it didn't matter.
Which reader doesn't have three or four wives?
Benefactor, as long as you remember to frequent my place, I will be satisfied.
If you can vote for me.
Then you will be my second parent.
I will treat you … like my first love!
It will be twelve o 'clock soon.
It will be on the shelves soon, after twelve o 'clock!
Thousands of words turned into one sentence.
Sir, you must come when the time comes!
Subscribe to me, and give me a monthly pass.
…
Here, I want to thank my editor-in-chief, Tai Shan, and editor, Kirin.
Thank you for helping me choose the theme. Thank you for your constant recommendation and encouragement.
I'm inexplicably grateful!
…
Finally, the pastries made a plea!
My benefactors, remember to read the original version and subscribe to it!
Otherwise!
I will starve … to death …!
My whole family's porridge, rice, clothing, food, shelter, and transportation all come from every word I write.
The greatest achievement of pastries is to be able to bring you happiness!