Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?

 One hundred thousand average, a few words

It has been almost six months since it was released in July. "Who Can Fall in Love After Being Reborn" finally reached the threshold of 100,000 subscriptions this morning. I would like to thank all readers for following me all the way. I am always wrong. Honored.

I believe that from now on, no one will dare to say that I am a vase with an empty skin.

Of course, if someone insists on saying that I am a vase, then I have no choice but to endure it.

 …

 Actually, since it was released, I have always wanted to write a testimonial or something, such as during peripheral activities, or when the million words were reached, but the words came to my lips and I didn’t know how to say them.

First, I am afraid of interrupting everyone’s reading rhythm and causing sudden drama. Second, I am afraid that what I say will be too pretentious and cause everyone’s discomfort.

 But this time, the editor strongly suggested that I send a speech, so I could only write a little.

 Along the way, which has lasted for half a year, my mental state has not been very good, and I have been under great pressure. Sometimes I wake up with cold sweats all over my head.

 Because of the initial subscription of nearly 27,000 yuan, I had a huge explosion at the beginning, which was so explosive that I couldn’t bear it.

 Furthermore, in the past seven months, there have been countless doubts ringing in my ears, and people often spit on me and say that I am not worthy.

 Fortunately, with your care, Lao Cuo, this delicate vase, managed to survive despite its fragility.

 So far, I have ordered 100,000 yuan.

 One subscription, one subscription, everyone raised me to 100,000 with their own hands.

In these 100,000 miles, some people have never left a message, and some people came here specifically from short videos. I don’t even know your IDs or who you are, but I have received such love. I really appreciate it. ashamed.

From now on, I can only work diligently to repay my deep kindness.

 …

Then, let’s talk about updates, which is the issue that everyone is always concerned about. You vase, why don’t you update it?

How to put it this way, my talent and learning are shallow, and my practice is limited, so many times my words fail to convey my meaning, and I need to revise them repeatedly before I dare to publish them. This results in me writing only 7,000 words a day. People in this group must have seen my schedule. I only sleep five and a half hours a day.

There is also a social group friend who tags me in the group at six o'clock in the morning every day and asks me if I am awake. If I am not, I quickly get up and type.

As for me, except for changing my double update into one update on my wedding day, I have not asked for leave once in seven months, nor have I ever interrupted my update for no reason. I only postponed it by two or three hours when it was too late.

 So, my time is full every day, and it is really difficult to add more.

 In fact, I can take a break once a week, and then secretly write two more, and when I ask for monthly votes, I will suddenly send them out, as if there is a big update, surprising everyone.

 But I dare not, because I always feel that I am not worthy of letting you wait for me. I can only try to write a little more in each chapter, sometimes more than three thousand, sometimes four thousand.

　　　Please forgive me for my foot-like update.

 …

Then, thanks to Nuanyangju’s Silver Alliance and Gold Alliance, damn, it’s great.

 It’s been seven months, and I’ve been wondering every day when you would target me, and now you finally have.

 Because I’m afraid it will affect my reading experience, I won’t issue a leaflet to thank you, but my gratitude is like a torrent of gratitude. Tomorrow, I will finally be able to receive three stars.

 …

 Finally, I would like to thank the readers again, the starting point, the editor for being transparent, the editor-in-chief Shui Mo, and all the good and bad people, spectators and casual guests I have met along the way.

 One hundred thousand are equal.

　　I didn’t think much about it when I got it, and I was very scared when I got it. I feel unworthy as a stinky coder, but my readers said it’s okay, and that’s enough.

 (End of this chapter)