Chapter 122 Sorry for the long wait
The shit-yellow "urge for updates" button under the last chapter showed that it had been urged more than 5,000 times.
Jiang Qiyun poked the "urge for updates" button hard.
A little girl held a hammer and hammered the two words hard.
It was exactly like Jiang Qiyun's mood at the moment.
The latest chapter reviews all scolded the author for being a jerk.
[I actually believed this author who doesn't keep his word! If I read his books again in the future, I will be a dog! ]
[It was agreed to be updated regularly, but it disappeared again after just a few days! Bye! ]
[Gone again? Gone again! ]
[Yingge, be a human being! ]
Jiang Qiyun's angry little finger tapped in the message box to express his anger, and suddenly a prompt appeared on the top of the phone:
The author you follow [Yingge] updated a chapter.
He hurriedly exited and went to catch up.
After reading a chapter, Jiang Qiyun found that Yingge left a "author's words".
"Sorry, I haven't updated in the past few days. I went out, but I chose to update on time. I didn't expect that the first chapter would be stuck for review... I didn't send it out later. Sorry, sorry."
A bunch of people immediately replied below.
Including a dog.
[Woof woof! I said I would be a dog if I read your book again... But I read other books and it was really boring...]
[Author, I just want to ask you one question, did you write today? ]
Yingge was actually online and replied with an emoticon: I didn't write, I am guilty.jpg
[Are you happy to be naughty? Come on, tell me, why didn't you post in the past few days? Even if you say you clicked on the automatic update, you can't even check your phone, right? If you check it, you should have found that your article was stuck for review, right? ]
Yingge replied: You may not believe it, but I haven't touched my phone in the past few days. I was abducted by aliens.
[Damn it! Dogs are worse than authors! In order to delay the manuscript, you dare to make up any reason! You might as well say you are a superhero and go to catch the bad guys next time! 】
Yingge replied: Oh. I haven't updated these days because I'm a superhero and I've been busy catching bad guys.
[...Facing a repeater like you who has no bottom line, I'm at a loss for words. Fist.jpg]
[I think the previous author wrote very realistically, and I hope the author can continue to maintain it. At the same time, I have a little doubt about the author's identity. 】
Yingge replied: Doubting everything will only hurt you.
[Please, author, stop being so nagging, can you hurry up! Go! Code! 】
[I hope you can stay up late to code tonight (cute.JPG). 】
Yingge replied: There are still four chapters, and the background is reviewing. I don't know if it will be stuck in the review. I'm going to sleep.
[! ! ! ]
[Erkang hand.jpg]
[You are so careless, you will lose us! You come here to get fat! ]
Cherry Tomato APP prompts: The author you follow has updated four chapters.
Cheng Ling closed the webpage and clicked on the Swiss bank page where she deposited money.
An email came from the backend, "The application you submitted is being processed. It is expected to take 10-20 hours."
She then turned off the computer, took off her clothes and lay down on her big bed.
The bed was so comfortable, so fragrant, so soft... It smelled like it had been exposed to the sun.
It was reassuring.
This time, Cheng Ling did not use her sleep cues and instantly fell into a sweet dream.
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In the East Fifth District, which was three hours later than China, the sound of artillery fire that had been ringing for a day finally gradually subsided.
War also requires rest.
A tall middle-aged woman with very short black hair walked out of the temporary medical station on the battlefield.
She was very beautiful, with a pair of eyes like black agate, deep and gentle, and a healthy skin color like wheat.
There were a few black stains and blood from the wounded on her face, which did not affect her beauty. Instead, her oriental classical face was covered with a veil of determination.
The assistant hurried over. The woman took off her bloodstained white coat and put it in the assistant's hand. She took off her surgical gloves and mask, stuffed them into the trash can, and turned her head to ask: "Is he still online?"
"Yes, I have been waiting for two hours. He said he is not in a hurry and does not want to notify you."
"Okay, you go back to take care of the wounded. Call me at any time if there is any situation."
After that, the woman walked quickly towards the street that was dilapidated like a ruin by the bombardment.
Not long after, she walked to the outside of a low earthen house, bent down, and walked in.
Under the dim light, an old man with a haggard face sat on a low stool, smiled at her ingratiatingly, and pointed at the phone.
The telephone receiver was placed on the dirty table.
The woman took out a few coins and handed them over, saying in the local language: "Thank you."
The old man took the coins, bowed, left the hut, and closed the door.
The woman breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the phone.
"Lao Jiang, I'm sorry, I've been waiting for a long time."