Chapter 297

Name:My Master Is a God Author:Shangdian
First of all, I'd like to explain what happened yesterday.

I said on the 15th that I would go out to catch the bus on the 15th and 16th, maybe in the third chapter, and return to normal after the 17th.

What happened?

16 Before daybreak, he ran up at 6 o'clock and wrote two chapters. Originally, he could write another chapter in the afternoon, but the man was not as good as the day. The car didn't come, and then he changed the bus in a hurry.

For this reason, I told several friends in the group to help them send it, but some of them didn't see it and didn't know it. It's my fault. I'd like to apologize to you.

But I still want to say that it's just reading. Can you be more civilized? Don't be so rude, at least I haven't broken it?

The amount of updates, even if it is less than one or two, but the total amount is not less, right? Don't be so rude.

A few irons explained, and some readers said, this is boring. Really, I'm a little writer. I dare not say anything more about conscientiousness in writing this book, but I've never been lazy. I almost write every day.

Can't I get a little understanding?

The author is also a human being. He also eats and gets sick. He also has a family and a room. Who has nothing to do?

Well, I don't complain any more. Just after I got off the bus and got home, my head was spinning, and I saw a few friends in the group saying, "storytelling area frying pan

The first thing to do when you go home is not to greet your relatives first, but to turn on the computer and write this "to readers"~

I don't want to talk about it any more. I took a break and began to write slowly. I said it on the 15th, After these two days, the second half of the month, do your best to update.

For those who want to spray you continue, I delete post forbidden processing, no way, really affect the writing.

Finally, thanks to those who understand long live, you are true readers~

In fact, when I saw the storytelling area, I was not enthusiastic at first, but moved at last, because I saw that most readers really supported me and understood me.

Go up to the temple to thank the friends who have supported us all the way, and come back to life with blood tomorrow.

As for today, take a break and write a few chapters. Don't rush me. I can't write a good story if I can't eat hot tofu.