In late winter and early spring, during the flu season, my cat and I have had a severe cold these days, coughing and blocking the nose, and having a mild fever. After taking some medicine and drinking a lot of boiled water, they did not improve.

These are my own business, so I haven't mentioned it, and I don't want to use it to make a miserable move.

The book was published in a hurry and did not save the manuscript, so I couldn't go too far and rest with peace of mind. These days, I slept so hard during the day, and I cleaned up after dinner at night and started to write. Because of my illness, the typing speed has dropped again. From the original two hours to three hours per chapter, I often have to write until dawn, which can be seen from the previous update time.

Of course, there is also the reason for the Internet. On the 25th of last month, I went to apply for telecom broadband. I haven't done it for half a month. I have complained so many times but it is useless. One word is to drag it out, saying that there is no resources or ports. The construction team is in urgent construction, and so on. The reason two days ago was like this, and the reason last week was also like this.

So I can only code words with a very stuck laptop, or when I go to an Internet cafe, I feel like I'm being raped.

Both are very uncomfortable.

So in the past half month, it has been the most uncomfortable new book period. I really regret opening the book without opening the Internet.

In addition, there is another reader friend who added my friend and said crazy to me, and he was crazy about me and scolded me.

I said that the book "Black Technology" requires online watching competitions and checking various materials to write, but it is useless and is autistic on the spot.

Today I went to the hospital to hang up saline, picked up people by the way, and then had a meal. When I came back, I found that the recommendation tickets were only a few hundred chapters, not more than last Monday (the collection was 3,000 more than last Monday).

Then when I looked at the book review area, I was still criticizing the eunuchs, and most of them were still ridiculous.

After reading this, probably no one has read this book.

Saying so much is actually all reasons, but having a reason is better than having no reason.

This book is like this. I won’t write it anymore. Maybe I will write it in the future, a long time, long time (?)

When this damn telecommunications gets my network done, I will finish the book "Playing Games and Brushing Technology" and then reopen a vest, starting with a vest that no one knows.
Chapter completed!