Readers, Please Come In!

I recommend a buddy's book, "Close-fitting Martial Doctor of Beauty." It's very well written, so please go support it. It already has fifty thousand words; if you want to let it build up, that's fine too. Anyone who likes this type of story can check it out. Though he's still considered a newcomer on Qidian, he's no newcomer to writing—he's someone who regularly churns out thirty or forty thousand words a day!

This standalone chapter was originally meant to recommend a friend's book, but since I'd opened one anyway, I might as well mention that Xiao Chen had been in very poor health lately. Diarrhea—very serious. Today, he'd nearly been unable to finish even the third update! He'd taken medicine until now, but it didn't seem to be doing much. Last night, he'd suffered from two in the morning until eight-thirty before he finally felt a little better and fell asleep. He'd caught a terrible chill; the temperature had suddenly dropped these past two days, catching him completely off guard!

Mm, also, the Lantern Festival had passed, so the New Year was considered over. This year was Xiao Chen's zodiac year. He hoped everyone could continue supporting him, and Xiao Chen would work even harder at writing!

He wished everyone a Dragon Raising its Head in the Year of the Snake, great fortune, big earnings, smooth work, and that all the guys without girls could find girls, while all the girls without guys could find guys!