Yesterday, the situation changed drastically. All the brothers on the list were in urgent pursuit, neck and neck, creating quite a spectacle. Those in front were sprinting, those behind were leaping forward. I was caught in the middle, feeling anxious myself, burning with a sense of urgency, a hundred and ten thousand fires in my heart.

But even with all the anxiety, it's no use. My update speed isn't fast, and I must humbly admit that... Moreover, I genuinely can't think of any reason to beg for monthly votes. I can't very well say I've been feeling autumn drowsiness lately and need everyone's monthly votes to perk me up, can I? That would be too shameless.

But I really do need everyone to cast their monthly votes. I need your support. I like the bonus, I like the vanity that comes with ranking high. Speaking earnestly and sincerely, if you think my writing is diligent and good, please cast your monthly vote for me. Thank you very much.

The monthly vote is a deadly weapon, which only formidable figures can wield. I hold a long sword, looking around blankly, a bamboo hat lying at my feet, and say softly: "Give me some, give me some."

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Suddenly, I thought of a very impressive pitch for votes, haha. I'll save it for the last day of the month. Come and see me then when I'm making my final plea.