Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Things are hard.

After finally finishing 10th, he was beaten down again in a blink of an eye, with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

The hope of selling face was shattered.

In fact, there is only a difference of more than 200 votes, and the status of double monthly tickets is equivalent to only a difference of 100 votes.

A mere one hundred votes, I used to rely on my face.

Now……

Hey, I can only rely on talent and posture.

Please don't get me wrong, I just changed the posture of a codeword.

I coded this chapter on my knees!

It’s really a bit sleepy in the waist, and it’s not easy to write without kneeling—it’s an understatement and let the flow take its course, which is a manifestation of talent—don’t worry about my knees, there’s a thick cushion under them, besides:

Even if my knees are broken, I still have to type out the words, just for my dear readers.

My dear readers, just take it easy, there is absolutely no need to burden yourself.

For an author, he only needs two hands and one eye. As for the knees, they are worthless except for a waste of time.

The only valuable thing is the monthly pass.

Ask for a monthly pass!

Ask for support! (To be continued.)

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