The copywriting is nonsense, don't believe me. Wen Huang self-help type. Let's put the first chapter first, and then write slowly.
One day, it was sunny. Mr. Cannon Fodder is sitting in the dormitory playing chicken. Unexpectedly, the box fell to the ground and faced an AK. Mr. Cannon Fodder kindly said, please let me struggle for a while...
The player on the other side said nothing, raised his wrist and said goodbye.
Bang!
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Mr. Cannon Fodder was in bad shape because he discovered... Him! Wear! Cross! Got it!
Growing up × paranoid attack