Suppressed! This is a great opportunity, a recognition of me, and a supreme glory for me!

Thanks to the strong support of Donggua MM, this book has basically never been recommended since its publication. Thanks to the creators of this book for wanting to write or not, his creativity and suggestions are the mainstays of this book, and his "Dom the Midfielder" also gave me a lot of inspiration. Thanks to all the readers who have been here... Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you for the parents who subscribed and gave me rewards. Thank you for your money to support this book, thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Fatal God, Pig Head Brother, Guo Da, Lin Da, Gai Zi, XX God, Bing Niang, mowing grass, mistress girl, fan MM, football brother, emperor, heaven, little flower, chimney, etc. Thank you for your stubborn persistence in helping me pass chapters after I came home.

Thank you, I will write this book with a more serious and grateful attitude, I will treat every touch with a more pious attitude, and I will use the same excited and passionate mentality as every time I read Kobe's highlights to make this book burn passion!

Let me tell you some comments besides thanks and guarantees!

After shattering the ideals of scientists, drivers, policemen, soldiers, etc., I only have the last two wishes left in my life.

In 2009, I stepped into the school gate with an admission letter from Yunda University. At that time, I was full of confidence and felt that I would eventually become a literary master who was half a prosperous Tang Dynasty. In Kunming, a spring city on the Red Clay Plateau in Yunnan, I intended to admire the style of Southwest Associated University in the past. The university life I imagined back then was to soak a cup of fragrant tea on the neat desk, sprinkle brushes, and make beautiful plans in my heart.

However, the first impression I had when I first arrived at Southwest Associated University made me feel a little cold. What Southwest Associated University left me before my eyes were just a few bleak old houses, which seemed even more shaky in the storm of Kunming, and seemed to evolve into broken walls at any time. The stone tablet of the "National Southwest Associated University Monument" had already been full of dust.

At that time, I was young and frivolous, thinking that I was a genius and could easily win the whole world. Now I am still frivolous, but no longer fantasize about success. I just tried to draw a clear line with the world, reject unacceptable things, and live my life day by day as usual. Faced with all the helplessness of the world, I no longer criticized the world in anger, but just shook my head and sighed, like an old man in his seventies and eighties.

Now, I have long been lost in everyone's name. Many of the ambitions and frivolous young people have disappeared from the erosion of time. The dreams I once imagined splashing ink in the dormitory, but now I have become a desk filled with messy instant noodles bags, walking around in a pair of shorts. The brush has long been dismantled by me and I have become chopsticks for instant noodles. A bottle of ink has long condensed into solid.

So, I found that my first wish was broken and so natural, as if it had never appeared before.

My second wish is the world of online literature. Nine years ago, I read a book called "The Legend of the Stars" and then became fascinated by fighting, killing, swords and shadows, and the changing world of online novels. From then on, I browse a certain number of books every day and look for my own world of worldly space in the bizarre world of dreams.

At that time, I was still frivolous and felt that I was immediately defeated by the great gods, but the first book immediately gave me a blow-up - the knowledge of online literature is far less vulgar than those people say. When I looked at my so-called works, I found that I was just a novice who had read a few articles.

Over the years, I read more and more articles, and my devotion to life is consumed more and more. When I took the pen, the online articles still gave me meaning. Fortunately, my unruly nature has finally restrained me over the years with the polishing of time. I have written a complete book of fairy tales with 60 collections. In the next book, I finally achieved a result that I had never imagined with the help of my dreams and the things I had accumulated.

So, I finally found that my second life wish had the courage to exist. When my new book rushed to the homepage click list with the help of book friends and stayed on it for a week, I felt so happy - so fucking happy! During that time, I always grinned and didn't lie to you.

A month ago, my editor-in-chief, the beautiful winter melon, told me that my book was about to be pushed out. Suddenly, I felt mixed emotions... "The King of Basketball" also reached 100,000 words under my perseverance of 10,000 yuan.

My persistence is necessary to exist.

Everything will be fine, Tashidler!

I wish you all the best.
Chapter completed!