Me and countless me.

I just want to die now
Damn, I just finished praising Chen Bai and then he exploded.

What the hell...

But speaking of Chen Bai, there was actually a time when I also wanted to be a second-level copywriter.

After all, although I am not as good as that 10,000-subscription boss, I have also dabbled in the subject of porn and the content that needs to be avoided in censorship. I barely understand ML, know some of the bad points, and know how to integrate porn into the plot. Although I am too lazy to do it later, after all, I can't find anything I haven't written in the book, and you don't feel anything when you look at it, but I have been doing it intensively every day for several years in a row...

As a result, my resume submitted through the app fell into the sea. Previously, people thought that I was not a major in literature so I was rejected directly. Then today, I got a big surprise.

I just finished praising!

No, can you give me a refund?
Damn retarded.

Don’t ask me how much I spent, the answer is I didn’t spend any money.

(End of this chapter)