Chapter 1060
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The 13th of February had to be a very important day.
The Academy had two floors, and there were thirteen disciples on the second floor. Ning Que was the thirteenth. The Coming Night was a story about idiots. There were a bunch of idiots in the Academy, living happily, living like idiots.
This year, I wasn't happy. I was just a little idiot.
I perfectly fulfilled most of the promises I made to everyone before the New Year. I only drank some wine on the fourth day of the New Year. Other than that, I didn't touch a drop of alcohol. I didn't go out to play either. I didn't waste my time. However … I couldn't do anything. Since the fifth day of the New Year, I basically stayed at home to recuperate. Well, what an indescribable failure.
Looking back at the past six months, I really had a lot of feelings and annoyances. Tomorrow, I would resume updating. I didn't want to be so intermittent anymore. That would be too weak, too weak.
I couldn't allow myself to be so weak anymore. Because I was strong and the stories I wrote were very good. I wanted to overwhelm everything. I used the words I wrote many years ago when I wrote about Yingxiu to encourage myself. At the same time, I wanted to encourage everyone: No matter what kind of situation we encounter, we must not be depressed.
We can't be depressed. We can only be lush.
That is unbridled growth.
If I were a fish, I would jump out of the sea. If I were a flower, I would bloom wildly on the other side of the shore. I would bloom everywhere and keep on blooming. I would be an idiot.
This was probably what a weirdo meant.
I just wanted to be that weirdo.
If you pluck me and stick me in cow dung, will you thank me when I see the end?
I don't think I will thank you.
I thank you all.
See you tomorrow.
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