Chapter 103
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Some people said that the previous acceptance speech was too long, so let's go with a heartfelt one.
Sigh! I've been writing this book for more than two years now. I've walked step by step from failure to now. I'm filled with emotions.
Now, I'm forced to live by eating dirt every day. It's extremely painful.
My waist hurts, my kidneys hurts, my stomach hurts, my head hurts, my hands hurt, my legs hurt, and my eyes hurt. To be honest, every part of my body hurts. I've become terminally ill because of writing this book.
But I'm still persevering because I want to change. I don't want to eat dirt anymore. I want to eat rice.
So I hope that when it's published, everyone will subscribe to it and give me endless motivation. I want to make a comeback. I want to become a god. I don't want to see the Gods' mouths full of grease when they open their mouths, and I have to come out of the dirt when I open my mouth.
I want to become a god, an existence with a mouth full of grease.
Every time there's a gathering, when it's time to pay the bill, the Gods will take out their expensive wallets, which are filled with a stack of red banknotes. And when I touch my pockets, I'll go through all of them, and in the end, there are only a few silver banknotes. When the Gods look at me, I feel humiliated. I swear that I must become an existence that has a stack of red banknotes when I open my pocket.
So, my brothers, let me become such an existence.
I yearn for the days of the Gods. I don't want to live a life of rolling around in the mud.
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