I must have boarded the biggest pirate ship in the universe and signed the most overbearing labor contract in history.
Brother Deng, who recruited me to join the group, made the pie look like a circle: "Little brother, your achievements in safeguarding history will last forever. The organization is optimistic about you!" What was the result? He turned around and told me that he was going to hit a boat, and asked me to wish myself well, and remember to give him a thumbs up.
Let's look at the work content again: a group of colleagues called "painters" are engaged in crazy involution. Their achievement is to restart the world by changing serious history into sandbox emoticons.
As for me, as the only intern in the company, I only have a copper plate in my hand, and I have to be careful not to be "optimized" off the timeline by my boss.
Okay, roll it up, right? I finally understand that if I want to survive here, I have to be crazier than them and be better at drawing cakes than them! Isn't it just rewriting history? Come on, let's hurt each other!
