The good-for-nothing boy is quite busy with his career. He sings all the way, soars all the way, and declines all the way. He seems to have seen the end of the road on the road of moving forward bravely.
When I went to work on a construction site, the bricks fell from a high altitude, "clanging", and they exploded at the slightest distance;
I work as a delivery boy, wearing a yellow vest, my electric motorcycle is either malfunctioning, or all the uncles and aunts are jumping out to make trouble, and the number of complaints from the backend is booming.
Why! My brother is a brave brother, and my younger brother is a dear younger brother. I changed my uniform and shuttled through the night under the tinkling music. Unfortunately, I didn't sell a bottle of wine... I was admitted to the hospital due to alcohol poisoning.
In a trance, staring in confusion, at that moment, as if traveling through a crack in time, a certain voice sounded: The system is activated, and the farming promotion competition has officially begun.
Purpose: Patriotism, farming
