As for this month’s holiday, I want to use it on the 15th. Because it is my grandmother’s 80th birthday and the postponed tomb-sweeping, the old man understands that we are out of town and have to travel back and forth to trouble, so I put the two things together.
Alright, today’s two chapters are in the evening. I have to think about the plot of the origin of life and death. Writing is not something that can be written with an outline and a well-thought-out story. The specific details are the test of time, just like how I already had the scene when the Golden Emperor and Xiao sang finally met, and even every line of dialogue, but to make this kind of meeting feel like a bang, an explosion, and an impact, how to write in the beginning, how to prepare, how to turn.., it wasn’t something that could be written by relying on an outline. One had to ponder over it bit by bit and find that kind of feeling bit by bit.
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