The small seller didn't sell or brag about being miserable. He just said something to his friends.
This book's results were average, and there weren't many collections. The genre was unique, and only a few old friends were voting for it, throwing flowers, and cupping their fists!
There were some flaws in the book, but it couldn't be helped. No one was perfect, and the author changed it when he wrote about the poison. The flaws were due to his lack of personal ability.
It was normal that it didn't suit some people's tastes. Everyone had their own type. Just like how some people liked to be bulldozers, they would give up if they didn't do it. However, the small seller felt that there was a sea of books on the Feilu Bulldozer, so he still insisted on his style.
The Little Sellers weren't some tentacle monster. They would have to delete and edit a chapter after writing it. Others would finish it in the morning, but I might have to finish it all day.
I didn't save the manuscripts on the shelves, so I'll put them on the shelves as many as I can. I'll put three chapters on the shelves at midnight tonight, and I'll continue to code them tomorrow. (When I wrote this speech, it was 9 pm. It will be published at 12 pm. I haven't saved it yet.)）
Let's not brag anymore, let's write the script! I hope that everyone will be able to give me a quote and follow me, hehehe.
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