Chapter 661
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In the last few days of the month, people are very angry. They are anxious, sullen, angry, and many other emotions. They want to be calm, but how can they be calm?
The entanglement of the monthly votes is like a knife that keeps stabbing. The frequent outbursts put great pressure on the mind and body.
It's not just me. I know there are millions of you who are the same. This kind of pressure exists in the devil army …
I know you are tired. You are gritting your teeth and holding on. I know.
I also know you have sacrificed a lot. For me, for Qiu Mo, for justice, for those who have been wronged in your hearts, we … must win!
I knew that saying that we had to win or something like that was all fucking empty talk, but I wouldn't say anything. I couldn't write a single chapter that would explosively increase the monthly votes, I couldn't write an incomparably emotional speech, and I was even more unwilling to complain about how tired I was.
But I can tell you without guilt that I have given my life, my time, to writing.
Writing is the first thing I do when I wake up every day. The moment I write, it is at 9.10 at night. At this time, my wife is asleep, my daughter is asleep, and I am the only one sitting in front of the computer in a daze.
Every time I finish writing, I will be in a daze for a long time. I don't know what I am thinking, I don't know anything.
After I finish writing, I don't know what I want to say next. Erupt, I said, I did, I fought, I roared, I kept pushing myself.
I told myself that if I am not tired to death, then don't be a coward. A man should fight with his life on the line. But … the monthly votes keep pulling away, and my hard work is reversed time and time again. What should I do?
What kind of words should I say in this single chapter to move you who still have your monthly tickets? Go and give them to me.
Tell me what I have to do to get my monthly votes. Tell me how to express them. Tell me what to do.
And those of you who still have monthly votes, tell me.
Real life has made us numb. On the internet, can we, who are numb, burn our blood!!!
At this crucial moment, in these crucial days, would it be difficult to obtain a few monthly votes? Is it really so difficult?
Erupt, I will continue to erupt, I will not relax!
Fight, I will fight, fight to the death, fight to the death!!! This death may not be death, but another glory of life!!
Like the lyrics of Qiu Mo's song!
Scatter the rest of my life song of barbaric death
On the basis of this intention
So what if I become a demon! (To be continued.) If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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