Chapter 32 Selling ██ Pigeons

It's the frozen month of the year...it's snowing and horribly cold.

An oversized pigeon was walking on the street, its feathers were covered with snow flakes and frost, and a small bag that generated its own plot was tied to its paws.

At present, many chapter manuscripts have been automatically generated in its package, and it kept shouting along the way:

"Please vote! Please collect!"

It’s noon, and it hasn’t received a single ticket, and no one has added its book to the bookshelf.

It walked and stopped in front of a list. The scene on the list attracted it. Oh, the books on the list are so popular. Those books have so many votes.

Looking at the excellent results of the books on the list, Pigeon thought of the dismal recommendations and collections, and cried sadly, but what's the use of crying? The pigeon flapped its wings and continued walking forward.

"Please vote for recommendation Gu, please add to the bookshelf Gu! This handsome man who is reading a book, and this charming little cutie who is reading a book, vote for recommendation Gu! Don't deny it, I'm talking about you Gu!"

The pigeon turned its head left and right, its feathers were fluffy, and its head shrank.

If there are no tickets today, no one will watch tomorrow!

(Adapted from "The Little Match Girl" Gu...)