Happy 18th Year, 2017 Summary

Brothers, it’s 2018 now, and we’re one year older. I wish you all a happy 18 years!

Since The Shepherd's Notes was uploaded on June 20, half a year has passed, 194 days, and 1.3 million words.

I finished reading The Supreme Humanity on March 20th, and took a three-month break before starting the book The Shepherd's Diary. Thanks to the love of my fellow book lovers, The Shepherd's Diary has done quite well. I would like to thank everyone for their long-term companionship and support, which has made The Shepherd's Diary so successful.

I am not used to calling my readers fans, but I like to call you book friends, friends who read books. Writing novels is a very tiring thing, and it takes a lot of effort, but every time I see a new chapter, I feel really satisfied when I see your comments, jokes, bugs, and speculations about the plot in the chapter comments.

I like you guys very much. All the book friends mentioned in this chapter are talented and speak well.

I have to write code. I have to write code for the rest of my life. I don’t know how to do business. Only writing code can support my livelihood and bring me happiness…

By the way, I also want to tell you about the outbreak in December.

There were a lot of things happening in December. Zhaizhu's parents were both hospitalized. They are both old and like to listen to folk remedies instead of their children. My dad had a hernia on his leg, two big lumps. He listened to the quack doctors on TV and soaked them in medicinal wine and drank it. The lumps got bigger and bigger, so he was hospitalized this month for surgery to remove them.

He was just discharged from the hospital a few days ago. The doctor said that the old man can walk, but walk slowly, cannot carry things, and needs to rest for three months.

My mother's situation is even more helpless. She has three highs: high blood lipids, high blood pressure, and high blood sugar, and her stomach is not in good condition. It was a quack doctor on TV who told her to eat aloe vera paste to help with bowel movements, and she has been taking it for more than a year.

Zhaizhu took her to the hospital for a few days, and her intestines were all black. You don't know, this kind of thing made me physically weak, and I wanted to cry but had no tears. I told them countless times, but they never listened, and only listened to those liars, which made my health worse.

In December, there were several interview drafts, the longest one was 8,000 words, and there were several telephone interviews. You should have noticed that the updates were not on time for a period of time because they were delayed by the interview drafts.

My stomach has been feeling bad these days and I haven’t been eating on time. Now I’m also dragging on a manuscript, which is a headache.

I have to go to Changsha for recording on January 4th, and I have to go again on the 18th. I have to save the script, go to the mall to buy appropriate clothes, and practice the dialogue in front of the camera. When all these things come at me at once, do you have this feeling?

Going crazy!

The home pig is going crazy!

Oh my God, there is flu in Xuzhou again. The whole family has a cold, including two elderly people who just had surgery. But I am the only one who dares not catch a cold. I drink several liters of boiled water every day.

Headache.

Um.

I knew that the double monthly tickets were coming, and I wanted to ask for the double monthly tickets for the three days at the end of the month, but every time I uploaded a chapter, I forgot to ask for the monthly tickets from the book friends. I uploaded six chapters in these three days, and forgot six times.

There were so many things to do that I almost overwhelmed myself.

Today, the leader of Chuan Chuang called me while I was having dinner. He said it was time to ask for monthly votes so that we could compete for a place on the list next year.

The new year, the first day, please support me by voting for me this time.

Please!

Thank you Chuanchuang, thank you everyone.