The Ultimate Evolution - 1228. Chapter 1228 The egg hurts, and the whip hurts too!
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January 11, 2013 AD is the 20 days since the end of the world according to the rumors. I was taking medicine and suffering a headache. I was wandering on the Internet alone. I met the author, Mr. Mo, and came to me and asked:
“Auntie, can you go and see the 3rd Starting Point Golden Keyboard Award?
“I said “no”.
He warned me, “Auntie, let’s take a look; it is a good thing to have struggled in life, because the process is not the result.”
I was surprised at what he was suggesting, but I didn’t think there was anything to suggest. I was only sick one day, and I was sixth before I got sick.
Then…then I double click the mouse and I have nothing to say. I just think it’s really time to get sick, and the gap from fifth to eleventh place is only a thousand votes, but I am the eleventh place.
Eleven failed in the sprint.
Eleven people staggered backwards by the disease.
Just like at a loss of 59 points in the first test,
Just like a coincidence that is only one point short of the university admission line,
Just like the Salt Lake City Jazz of the United States of America, after being swayed by Lord Jordan by Lord Russell in 1998 AD,
Just like the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland that was killed by King Maradona in 1986.
Just like the Ding Crab that was completely cleared out an hour before the bull market…
The depression of being a supporting role is overflowing around me, making it hard for me to breathe and watch. What extra words can there be? When the long song is crying, it must be after the pain is settled. Therefore, although I am angry today, I am still depressed.
A real warrior, dare to face the bleak life, dare to face the dripping blood. So I can only open the monthly ticket list and recommendation list to comfort myself. At last it warmed my soul a little like a candle.
In the pale red blood, the surviving person will vaguely see the dim hope; the real warrior will move forward even harder.
Woohoo, I can’t speak, I can only use a trivial title and non trivial content to seek your support.
I hope that when I open the monthly ticket list and recommendation list tomorrow, I will be warmed again.
Juan Moumou, with a running nose, sneezing, flushing, coughing phlegm, and pressing her temple, wrote at 2:27 in the morning. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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