I’m A Baller

　　 There was a power outage at 8 o'clock in the future, and then there was no Internet cafe outside to open the door, and half of the chapters were stored in the writing software of the computer, which was miserable.

　　 According to neighbors, it was caused by the illegal use of electricity on the 13th floor. The whole building was shut down in our unit, fuck.

　　 Then I don’t know how to fix it. Now there is electricity on the 13th floor, but it’s stopped on the 1st to 10th floors.

　　 The key is that my biological clock is reversed. I will go to bed at noon tomorrow. If I don’t call all night, I have to sit dry all night. . .

　　 Wait two more hours, and go upstairs to dry the rack without calling. Today I am grumpy bread.

　　 added at 12:30:

　　 finally got the call, I didn’t get it done, the code word was good.

　　 Then suddenly discovered that the leave request written at ten o'clock had not been sent out.

　　 I really am. . . .

　　 Okay, now I am an unreasonable emotional debt, continue to code words.

　　TT