"It's an explosion, seven thousand words is really an explosion..." Tingri said shamelessly.

"First of all, I would like to thank my parents for giving birth to such a handsome and smart me. Unfortunately... By the way, you all saw the words on the front page of the book, right? Does Tingri have any female fans?" Tingri asked expectantly.

"Thanks to Qidian. Thanks to editor Yuanzheng for letting me be on the front page of the recommendation. I saw it as soon as I opened Qidian. Although the background image has a feeling of radiation... but if I were to write about radiation, Ren Suo would be in great danger..." Tingri said with a serious expression.

"It's not yet one million words, but it should be within thirty, four, five, six, seven, eight, or ninety days. I have a lot of interesting game ideas, and the latest copy of "My Life Is Not Your Game" is just a small attempt. However, Tingri seems to have overestimated his writing skills and plot planning ability, so I write very painfully and slowly... Please understand." Tingri said with a bow.

"Thank you for the support from all the readers. I prefer to write the plot in a humorous and interesting way. Every day when I open this chapter and see how intense and vivid your complaints are, I feel that my time spent thinking about the plot is not in vain. So, it is really fun to read the genuine version. Everyone should support the genuine version!" Tingri said with tears in his eyes (＞﹏＜).

"Finally, that's it. Tingri has the experience of completing a novel with 2.4 million words (hmm...), would he still cheat the readers? As for Tingri's occasional slow updates, that's because of writer's block and material selection, but my character is still very strong." Tingri said proudly.

"Okay, it's time to fight...it's time to collect materials." Tingri slipped away.