Yesterday was still the seventh, got up early in the morning to see, was exploded repeatedly, fell to the eleventh, returned to the liberation overnight, the octopus has tried its best this month, how can I be depressed in my heart, you still have a monthly ticket in your hands, please sponsor one or two, probably old, this monthly ticket list is not suitable for me...... The octopus hides in the corner of the wall and draws circles. (To be continued......)