I'm on my knees; I couldn't keep the drafts after all. The internet was down yesterday, and I couldn't read novels or play games, so I wrote two chapters, thinking I could save them. But today, before dawn, I've written for so many years, and this is the first time before dawn...
Just arriving in Jinan, a frail young man intending to transfer to a carriage, reeked of alcohol, his eyes bleary, coughed lightly twice, "Hua Zi, why aren't you taking your master to the North Sea? What are you wandering here for?"
"Master, master, come and look," the young page boy pulled at his master and pointed to a notice on the wall.