The preview at the beginning of this month...maybe the best one I've written so far.
As you can see, because I went out (eat) (eat) (drink) and get (play) materials (entertainment) a lot last month, the progress of the update was somewhat lagging behind.
So what I’m going to write about this month has basically been previewed last month.
So...what should I say next...
Anyway, let’s talk about some news that the people like to hear first, that is, I plan to be fully present in September and October.
Of course, as I said before, plans can never keep up with changes. Even I don’t know whether perfect attendance can be achieved... This feeling of unpredictable updates must be very pleasant, hehehe...
What I want to talk about next is a rather unpleasant topic, at least I personally am not very interested in it... that is monthly tickets.
You all know me, and the number of times I can talk about this shit in a year is limited.
However, I have been observing the stars at night recently, doing some calculations, and reasoning based on the patterns of previous years... I feel that at the end of this month, the starting point may be double the monthly ticket.
This is a rare opportunity. I hope that students who have monthly tickets this month can hold it for me a little and hand it over to me when it doubles up at the end of the month.
Once you complete this mission, hey hey hey... there will be no benefit at all.
↖Do you feel motivated all of a sudden?
Okay, let me finally talk to you about my personal life...
Friends who follow my account on a certain public social platform should know that our couple is currently planning a wedding.
I don’t know why, but many people seem to think that I am a person from a wealthy family, or even the second generation of rich people.
Here, I can tell you without joking that I am an out-and-out poor third generation. Maybe my family could indeed be called a wealthy family before liberation, but not after the proletariat became the master.
As far as I know, after liberation, my great-grandfather gloriously joined the proletarian camp. All the family’s property was confiscated and all the gold and silver money was dispersed. His second aunt was too deeply poisoned by the old society’s ideas and was afraid that she would also be confiscated.
, so he hanged himself. For more than thirty years, he has been cleaning the alleys for the people, without any salary. He even bought brooms and dustpans by himself. From time to time, he had to submit a self-criticism letter, and he didn’t know.
When reviewing something, maybe the government at that time wanted him to understand on his own what "a scholar can be killed or humiliated".
So... friends who think that my family is rich and I am not short of money, you are overthinking it. It does not mean that I write slower and ask for votes less, which means I have no worries about food and clothing.
Although I have always retained a so-called "literary" noble and noble character in my heart, but many times, I still have to compromise with reality.
For example, right now, no matter whether I can achieve perfect attendance or not, I still have to write as much as possible for the wedding.
At some point, compromise is for the sake of responsibility.
Men can never graduate from secondary school, but men need to make compromises for the cherished people around them.
I originally wanted to end this article with the above unclear words, but after thinking about it, maybe adding "Vegita" here would have a better effect?
Forget it, I'll just go and write the main text. (To be continued...)
