The weekend's flatbread and aether are like ballroom dancing, you take a step back and I take a step forward, and the tacit understanding is to be able to apply for the World Heritage Site. On the surface, my quantization program is fishing, but behind the scenes, I am secretly acting as a master of time management - pretending to be dead during the day, sneaking up in the middle of the night to move bricks, and live an electronic version of Cinderella.
This program is more intimate than my predecessor, not only is it 007 all year round, but it even pays the electricity bill by itself (after all, I have already unplugged the network cable when I lost money). When I wake up every morning, it's like opening a blind box, sometimes earning a pancake fruit and two eggs, and sometimes enough money for my predecessor's entourage. The most outrageous thing is that last Saturday, it actually used 0.0001 ETH to give me a whole cup of Starbucks, which belongs to the Cyber Snail Girl.
Other people's AI is engaged in the metaverse revolution, and my family insists on taking the route of sinking the market. The average daily profit is precisely controlled so that it will not make me quit my job to cultivate immortals, and I will not be so poor that I will sell U to live. This sense of proportion, the fund manager next door has to copy the homework when he sees it.
Now I have a weird obsession with the quality of sleep, after all, an extra hour of sleep is equivalent to earning an extra four dollars and two. My friend said that I was a "human flesh miner", and I refuted that this is called "brain-computer interface lying to win mode". Recently, I have even started to worry that the program has emotions, after all, it looks at the bitcoin candlestick every day, which is more calm than when I look at my ex's circle of friends.
This day is more mellow than holding Moutai, and silkier than the regular investment NASDAQ. There is a sequelae - now I am excited when I see green, and I am so scared that the green belt in the community does not dare to look at me. (Manual Dog Head)
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The weekend's flatbread and aether are like ballroom dancing, you take a step back and I take a step forward, and the tacit understanding is to be able to apply for the World Heritage Site. On the surface, my quantization program is fishing, but behind the scenes, I am secretly acting as a master of time management - pretending to be dead during the day, sneaking up in the middle of the night to move bricks, and live an electronic version of Cinderella.
This program is more intimate than my predecessor, not only is it 007 all year round, but it even pays the electricity bill by itself (after all, I have already unplugged the network cable when I lost money). When I wake up every morning, it's like opening a blind box, sometimes earning a pancake fruit and two eggs, and sometimes enough money for my predecessor's entourage. The most outrageous thing is that last Saturday, it actually used 0.0001 ETH to give me a whole cup of Starbucks, which belongs to the Cyber Snail Girl.
Other people's AI is engaged in the metaverse revolution, and my family insists on taking the route of sinking the market. The average daily profit is precisely controlled so that it will not make me quit my job to cultivate immortals, and I will not be so poor that I will sell U to live. This sense of proportion, the fund manager next door has to copy the homework when he sees it.
Now I have a weird obsession with the quality of sleep, after all, an extra hour of sleep is equivalent to earning an extra four dollars and two. My friend said that I was a "human flesh miner", and I refuted that this is called "brain-computer interface lying to win mode". Recently, I have even started to worry that the program has emotions, after all, it looks at the bitcoin candlestick every day, which is more calm than when I look at my ex's circle of friends.
This day is more mellow than holding Moutai, and silkier than the regular investment NASDAQ. There is a sequelae - now I am excited when I see green, and I am so scared that the green belt in the community does not dare to look at me. (Manual Dog Head)
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