He kowtowed to the phone and said repeatedly: "I know I was wrong, I really did it, but I don't want to die, please let me go, I will change in the future, I will definitely change, I will turn over a new leaf, and become a new person..."
However, the audience in the live broadcast room completely ignored Eleven's pleas for mercy and even began to curse him with vicious words.
Outside the live broadcast room, on the dimly lit wooden platform, apart from the sound of Eleven's kowtow, the only sound was the continuous chirping of insects.
The dancing blue-green flames, the chirping of insects, and the sounds of kowtows interweave into a funeral song, a funeral song for Eleven.
Inside the live broadcast room, it was a carnival, with viewers on the Internet venting their malice at will.
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