He felt that Master Confucius was right, following one's own desires is the truth.

After a long time, Guan Qiuhe snorted: "Do you really know that you are wrong?"

"I really understand!" Fang Nian nodded quickly.

"I shouldn't have disturbed Sister He when she was sleeping, and I shouldn't have teased you. Anyway, it's all my fault."

"I'll let you go this time. Next time, I'll let you know what the most disgusting way of revenge is."

Guan Qiuhe said coldly.

"You definitely didn't just disturb my sleep."

"To put it bluntly, you mocked me this Monday morning. How many times did you mock me yesterday? You didn't reply to messages and pretended to be automatic replies. I'll write them down for you."

Finally, Guan Qiuhe gritted his molars and counted them one by one with his fingers.

"Hetui, I'm not your mother, why should I spoil you?"

Fang Nian didn't even dare to fart.

Looking back, Fang Nian also knew that it was really uncomfortable to be disturbed from sleeping, but Guan Qiuhe's response was particularly fierce and petty.

He thought that if he didn't apologize, the matter would never turn around.

As a result of the apology, the relationship eased, and Guan Qiuhe let it go after saying it, and did not hold on to her.

Another result was that Fang Nian showed extreme hand speed that night.

At 11:49, I typed the words ‘The book is complete’.

From July 21, the night I returned to life, I started writing the three words "Chapter One", to today, November 16, exactly 119 days have passed, and I have finished writing a three million word novel.

An average of 25,000 words per day.

In total, that means I spend an average of 4 hours a day on coding.

For a professional writer who still insists on creating even after having a lot of wealth, it's simple.

Of course, the coding efficiency at that time was not as exciting as it is now.

"Just in time, I've written the copy too."

Fang Nian thought about it for a while, and then started writing a single chapter to promote the game.

In the dead of night, the crackling sound of keyboard keys kept ringing...

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Broken bowl, rush, rush.

ps: Before putting it on the shelves, I will finish writing the reason why Guan Qiuhe was so young in the first place. This line has been buried for a long time. In fact, it has been revealed many times. It is just that the writing is lacking and it seems that it is not obvious enough. In addition, the character is slightly created.
Chapter completed!