I Was Knocked Out of My Mind, Brothers.
I went to an Internet cafe to write all afternoon today, and came back in the evening to write the beginning of two or three thousand words. However, I feel that the plot is not satisfactory and I can’t modify it. I can only take a day off. I will move back to the town tomorrow, otherwise I will be ruined upstairs. Floor decoration, don't even think about doing anything quietly for the next week.
Damn it, I’ve been updating 8,000 words a day for almost five months, and suddenly I’m out of shape, alas! !
Two opening pictures