Dear Gua
A few words of small talk
I woke up this morning and found that nearly two hundred comments were missing. I didn't delete them; they must have been reported.
I only deleted a few that said "The author is pinyin" and "The author is a dog avatar."
I didn't delete most of the ones that vented emotions.
Comments like "Confucian ideology, Confucian descendants" were neither banned nor deleted.
If they're gone, they were probably reported.
I do like banning and deleting comments because more people criticize this book than like it.
Now I feel too tired. I'd rather use that effort to write more chapter outlines.
When I wrote about Real Madrid, many readers were unhappy: "Why is there so little description of C Ronaldo? Pinyin, pinyin."
Before the finals, you could see that I hadn't mentioned C Ronaldo once in the European Cup storyline.
De Bruyne had more scenes than him.
As a result, when I wrote about Mbappe, the first wave of opposition came.
I didn't understand why writing about Mbappe would involve C Ronaldo. I didn't mention him at all.
Alright.
I really can't keep up with banning and deleting comments every day.
The closer we get to the European Cup final chapters, the more "lively" it becomes.
I deleted and revised this final for a long time. I had written 15,000 words early on.
The final content is not as much as the group stage.
The original setting was to write about how Diego Costa angered Pepe.
Old Santos' coaching style.
The clash of two cultures on the Iberian Peninsula.
The significance of the two teams winning the championship.
C Ronaldo's unwillingness and regret.
Later, I thought about it and decided not to write too much.
No matter how I write it, I'll be criticized.
Because C Ronaldo is the youth and first love of many people in football.
What they are protecting may not be the person, but the beautiful memory.
Even if they know some things are facts, they are not allowed to be easily tarnished.
Because C Ronaldo, as a symbol, has accompanied them to grow up.
They want to regain that beautiful memory in different novels.
"Xiao Xiao Luo was amazing last night! He dribbled past three people in a row!"
"Wow! The Ballon d'Or!"
"Real Madrid! Xiao Xiao Luo has transferred to Real Madrid!"
"Desk mate, is my *siu* cool? Huh? You don't know C Ronaldo? Let me tell you about him..."
This book doesn't have these things.
The debate over Golden Boot Ronaldo, 16 Ronaldo, or whatever Ronaldo depends on the "first love of football" of different periods.
Let's just skip over it quickly and easily.
Ask me to respond?
What do you want me to respond to?
No one can convince anyone of these things.
You guys are scolding me so fiercely, how can I respond?
Neymar rolling around.
Man-marking Messi.
Busquets, the Oscar winner.
Bayern's stars.
Their fans didn't really...
That's not right.
Hakan Çalhanoğlu's fans did scold me.
...
Let's talk about the upcoming transfer storyline.
In the 16-17 season of the Premier League, going to Chelsea would definitely be the most comfortable.
There are also many memes.
The teammates are also interesting.
The overall strength is at its peak.
It would be fun to write about.
But I can't go there for the time being. They don't have Champions League qualification.
What a pity.
Tottenham is difficult to write, so I won't go there.
Manchester City and Arsenal, alas, that season is hard to describe...
I'm not trading stocks. I've prepared two outlines and I'm still choosing.
I'm sleepy.
I'm going to sleep first. Everyone should rest early, and tomorrow I'll resume normal updates.
I hope I can decide which club to go to when I wake up tomorrow.
Don't be angry. I've only updated so little these past few days because of special circumstances, I was deleting and revising.
I guarantee that the number of words updated will be normal tomorrow.
Definitely.