Ahem... Welcome, everyone, to the grand launch of my very first autobiography novel!
Pulao rolls a piece of paper into a tube as if she is speaking into a microphone.
In a modest lounge in Kowloon, you, as an invited guest, are taking part in the rehearsal for Pulao's latest novel launch.
But before stepping into the lounge, you never expected that you would be the only attendee at this rehearsal.
First and foremost, I want to dedicate my thanks to Kowloong and Lady Qu. Without them, I couldn't have completed this work.
Next, I'd like to extend a special thank you to all my friends who are here today, the Kowloong Crew, Commandant, and...
And... Um...
Pulao picks up her script and quickly puts it back down after a glance.
Anyway! This novel is a blend of my personal experience as a member of the Pulao Crew, d-drawing inspiration from the knowledge found in many Kowloong antique books! I hope you enjoy reading it!
After delivering her speech in one breath, Pulao stands up, visibly nervous, almost bumping into a stool.
With a deep bow, she discreetly applauds herself while still maintaining her bent posture.
Hearing your applause, Pulao quickly lifts her head to look at you.
Commandant...
What do you think?
Hehe, I knew it.
Hmm? Is it about the order of thanks? Should I mention the book title at the start...
Rest assured. I'll definitely remember to mention your name! Special thanks to [player name]!
...
As the abrupt silence swiftly chills the atmosphere, Pulao's gaze unconsciously averts from yours.
Well...
She slowly shuffles over to the desk, then quickly reaches out to clutch the manuscript to her chest.
It's just that I still haven't made up my mind on a few parts! Alright.
After another moment of silence, Pulao hands over the manuscript she is holding.
I've already told the Kowloong Crew that I'd give a copy to everyone, and I've sorted things out with the printing house. Just a few days away from printing now...
If you don't mind, feel free to tell me your opinions! It's a bit embarrassing to ask others for help, heehee...
Pulao hurries over to your side, displaying the first part of the story. Her handwriting meets your eyes, mixed with drawings and edits at the paper's edges.