Chapter 114: Launch Speech One Thousand Days Later
It seems like the last time I wrote an on-shelf speech was three years ago… Uh, I checked, and it was three and a half years ago, that is, a thousand days ago. That’s really a waterfall of sweat…
After such a long time without writing a speech, without asking for monthly votes, I’ve even forgotten how to be emotional. Maybe I’ve gotten too old to get excited…
So let’s speak plainly. According to international convention, going on-shelf means bursting out updates to ask for subscriptions and monthly votes.
But everyone knows I’m notoriously slow. With New Year plus having a baby, I’ve exhausted the bit of manuscript I had saved up with great difficulty. What to do?
What to do? What to do? What to do?
I can only grit my teeth and work overtime to force it out. To write more words this month, I’m going all out. Hired two nannies, one during the day and one at night, wipe wipe wipe. I don’t know if I can write more words to earn back the money for the nannies’ diapers, milk powder…
Sigh, no way around it. Gotten older, more inert, endocrine imbalance—what to do? Can only follow international convention with extra updates to ask for monthly votes. This month daily guaranteed two chapters, for every two hundred additional monthly votes, one extra chapter… This month daily guaranteed two chapters, for every two hundred additional monthly votes, one extra chapter… This month daily guaranteed two chapters, for every two hundred additional monthly votes, one extra chapter…
It’s said that important things need to be said three times, but after saying these three times, I feel like the whole person is done for. For a chronic updater who’s used to never doing extras, enjoying peaceful days with not even one chapter in manuscript, this is such a cruel and crazy thing.
Um, that’s it for now. Send it out quick before I regret it. Don’t screenshot, I might sleep and change my mind…
