begging

Please read Chapter 659, my voice.
In the last few days of the month, people are very angry, anxious, frustrated, angry and other emotions. If you want to be calm, how can you be calm?
The entanglement of monthly tickets is like a knife stabbing continuously, with frequent outbursts, which puts great pressure on the mind and body.
Not only me, I know that the same is true for thousands of you. This kind of pressure exists in our demon army...
I know you are tired and you are gritting your teeth and persisting, I know.
I also know that you have sacrificed a lot, for me, for seeking the devil, for a breath, for the people who have been wronged in your heart, we... must win! !
I know that saying that we must win is all fucking empty talk, but I don’t know what to say. I can’t write a single chapter that can make monthly votes increase like crazy. I can’t write extremely sensational words. I don't even want to complain about how tired I am.
But I can tell you with no shame that I have devoted all my life and time to writing.
Writing is the first thing I do when I wake up every day. As soon as I write, it is 9.10pm. At this time, my wife is asleep, my daughter is asleep, and I am alone, sitting next to the computer, in a daze.
Every time I finish writing, I have to be in a daze for a long time. I don’t know what I am thinking, and I don’t know anything.
After I finished writing this sentence, I didn’t know what to say next. I broke out, I said it, I did it, I fought, I yelled, and I kept pushing myself.
Tell yourself not to give in until you die from exhaustion, a man must fight with all his strength, but... the monthly ticket keeps getting further away, and my efforts are reversed time and time again, what should I do?
What words should I say in this single chapter to impress those of you who still have monthly passes in your hands to give them to me?
You tell me how you can give me a monthly ticket, how you want me to express it, and what you want me to do.
Those of you who still have monthly tickets, tell me.
Real life makes us numb. On this Internet, can we, numb, burn our blood? ! !
At the critical moment, in these critical days, is it difficult to give a few monthly passes?Is it really that difficult?
If it breaks out, I will continue to explode and never let up!
Fight, fight to the death, fight to the death! ! !This death may not be death, it is another kind of glory of life! !
Lyrics like asking for the devil!
Spent the rest of my life singing sad songs
With this intention
It doesn’t matter if you become a demon! ! !
(End of this chapter)