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I didn't want to say it, but I thought about it

I didn't want to say it at first, but after thinking about it I decided to say it.

Recently, there have been a lot of malicious abuses in the book review area. Hundreds of them are posted every day. They say that they have voted for my recommendation and voted for my monthly vote!

Damn it, if I had this ability, why would I be writing books or being a hard-working coder? If I just steal your account, transfer your money or subscribe directly, wouldn’t I earn more?

The most important thing is, even if you want to pretend to be innocent, you have to be real. At least you have some fan value, right?

A trumpet with no fan base comes here to pretend to be cool or innocent. Am I insulting your ancestors or am I insulting your mother?

Isn’t it because you want to sell me a monthly ticket and I didn’t buy it? Is it necessary to use software to read hundreds of comments every day to deliberately disgust people?

Ahem, the main reason is that the other party scolded me too harshly, and I got a little excited.

I didn't plan to say it separately, but many readers are angry and unjust. If Lao Ya doesn't express his opinions anymore, I'm really sorry for the people who support him, and it will be misunderstood by many people.

Brothers and sisters, the more than 20,000 genuine friends who support Lao Ya!

Lao Ya is here to assure you that he has never stolen any tickets. He doesn’t have enough time to code at work every day, and he doesn’t have that much free time.

I also ask for your continued support, give more recommendation votes, give more monthly votes, and fuck that bastard who is killing the whole family, fuck him to death!

Writing this reminds me of the words of an author: "In the past, Hanshan asked Shide: The world slanders me, bullies me, humiliates me, laughs at me, despises me, despises me, hates me, and deceives me. How should I deal with it?

I said: whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, beat it to death, let’s see if it still has the guts of a dog!”

Writers need to have the courage to be so angry that blood spills for ten steps. Please give me a monthly vote and a slap in the face if you recommend it!


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