Happy New Year to all my dear readers.
On New Year's Eve, Jade Faced Salad wore a long gown, held a storyteller's clapper, and sat in the teahouse, ready to begin his tale!
A customer called out, "You said before that your name is Li Bai. Is that true?"
Jade Faced Salad smiled calmly. "How could it be false?"
Another customer said, "Then why don't you use Li Bai as your pen name?"
Jade Faced Salad smiled again. "I've always kept a low profile."
Li Banfeng said from the side, "Someone else took the pen name Li Bai before he could snatch it."
Another customer asked, "Why did your parents give you that name?"
Jade Faced Salad sighed. "It carried their beautiful hopes."
Li Banfeng said, "His mother's surname was Bai, so they just casually gave him that name."
Jade Faced Salad kicked Li Banfeng.
Another customer asked, "Then why are you called Salagus?"
Jade Faced Salad was quite proud. "My early works focused on Western fantasy, so I needed a pen name that suited the traits of Western fantasy works!"
Li Banfeng nodded. "I can testify to that. That day, he published his first work and became a writer. He was thrilled, and he thought he was exceptional.
He celebrated a little. He ordered a plate of salad and a bowl of Spare Rib Vermicelli Soup. He ate with great relish.
And that was how Salagus came to be!"
Jade Faced Salad chased Li Banfeng around and tussled with him, filling the teahouse with a cheerful air.
Dear readers, 2024 had passed. Throughout that year, you helped me, stood by me, spoiled me, protected me, and carried me charging forward all the way.
Every time I finished a chapter, I repeatedly asked myself, "Does this chapter deserve the deep