Sorry. After I finished writing these final thoughts, my emotions were running high, so I clicked upload—and it ended up in the paid chapters.
Sister had come to an end. As I wrote these final thoughts, I had countless things I wanted to talk about.
Perhaps many side plots had gone unwritten, but the outline had indeed been completed, and everything that needed revising had been revised. At the very least, all the loose ends had been tied up. Whether the side plots were written or not did not really matter. If I truly wanted to write them, I could have written another five million words, but this book had genuinely exhausted me, body and soul.
I could not remember when I joined the online fiction industry. Back then, I was still in school. I had never thought about making money; it was purely a hobby. I kept failing, yet still enjoyed it. Later, after graduating and starting work, I realized that interest could not put food on the table. You needed an income to support your interests and dreams, because writing books consumed far too much time and energy.
So I learned from my mistakes and began studying online fiction.
This was my first urban novel. My writing in the early stages was very immature, with plenty of flaws. I had to admit that, and I thanked my longtime readers for sticking with me.
In the early stages, Qin Baobao was the most outstanding—and the only outstanding—character. It was only later that the supporting characters gradually developed more distinct personalities.
Let me talk about this book's performance. I applied for a contract at one hundred thousand words, but the backend notified me that I had failed. Fortunately, Bo Han took a liking to it. He was a very good