I walked alone on the bustling streets, unable to find my own direction in the noisy crowd from the south to the north. After all, I belonged to an ordinary person. I had an ordinary background, ordinary knowledge, and was limited by my own personality. No matter how hard I worked, I never had a small piece of sky that belonged to me in this talented city. I was born in a small town. I'm not smart, and my family background is not superior. A small figure like me may only be able to live a simple life, but I'm not willing to accept it. I don't want to live a mediocre life. I want to go to college and get out of this backward and poor hometown where my ancestors lived for generations. I want to get rid of that boring life day after day. At that time, my thoughts were very simple. After graduating from university, I would go to a big city with a developed economy, find a good job, marry a beautiful and virtuous wife, and live a peaceful and beautiful life. At that time, I took everything for granted and could implement it according to my own design. Now that I think about it, it was really childish and ridiculous. People from small places have not seen much of the world. Although I had been working hard, fate was playing tricks on me. I was only admitted to an ordinary university, an unknown undergraduate college. My major was also a very popular major-marketing. Disappointed, I indulged myself. Like many people, I managed to graduate without any danger. It was only when I was faced with employment that I felt the huge pressure of society, but it was too late to regret. I've been in Pengcheng for two years now, the city that I yearned for the most. I've worked hard before, but my stubborn personality doesn't allow me to lower my face to meet my leaders and clients. I'm not happy with my work, and I can't produce any results. After working for a while, I quit. I even said that I wouldn't bend my back for five bushels of rice. Although my family and friends have repeatedly persuaded me to do this, I have always been stubborn and unrepentant. Even today, I still live in society and have achieved nothing. It is difficult for me to even maintain my life. The warm sunlight shone on my body, but my heart was still cold. I had just paid a month's rent, so I didn't have much money left. At most, I could barely last until the next month. I had almost no confidence in finding a job. I didn't have the qualifications for a better job, and my thin body couldn't do any physical work. It seemed that the only thing suitable for me was to rely on my "mouth" to make a living. Unfortunately,"a leopard can't change its spots". I always resisted saying such "fake" words and being such a "hypocritical" person from the bottom of my heart. It wasn't easy for me to receive interview notices from a few companies. Although I tried my best to perform and fight for an opportunity, However, in the end, there was no result among the indifferent words of "waiting for notification". I was almost at the end of my rope, but I still didn't want to admit defeat. It wasn't easy for my family to support me in school. The expensive tuition fees for the past four years had almost emptied my family's finances. My parents 'health had never been good. They had high blood pressure, diabetes, and had to take medicine every day. I really didn't want to cause them any more trouble. I had always hidden things about me from them. Every time I called, I only reported the good news and not the bad. Thinking of the two elders 'increasingly white hair and hunched bodies, my heart ached. I'm really disappointing. I'm really too useless. I know that I may be wrong, but the opportunity has already passed. There is no chance to start again. Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest. Society is cruel and merciless. Perhaps my thoughts and actions are really not suitable for the development of this era. My friends advised me that if I am poor, I will change. If I change, I will understand. If I understand, I will understand. Do I have to change? Where is my way out? I don't know. I really don't know. With a loud bang, I was too focused on my thoughts to notice the movements around me. I staggered from the impact. If it wasn't for my quick reflexes and support for the fence beside me, I would have had a satisfying "intimate contact" with the ground. Before I could react, a voice shouted,"He's so big. How can he walk? He's not walking by the side of the road but leaning towards the middle. He's so slow that he doesn't look like a man. Be careful next time." Before I could finish speaking, a figure rushed past me and charged forward without looking back. I was inexplicably shouted at. I was walking properly, but who did I offend? Not only did I almost get knocked over, but I even fell down as if it was my fault. I walked slowly, but you ran so fast. Are you rushing to reincarnate? I'm not like a man. Let's take off our clothes and compare. Who knows who's bigger? However, when he saw the other party's tall and sturdy back, he swallowed the vulgarities that he wanted to curse. Forget it. No matter what, he was still a highly educated "four haves" youth. There was no need to make a fool of himself in public like the other party. He had to pay attention to his influence in public. It was better not to lower himself to his level. He should be lenient when he could! Just as he was about to walk forward, he realized that a colorful and exquisite magazine had dropped by his feet. He looked around and realized that everyone around him was in a hurry. No one had noticed him. I subconsciously picked up the magazine. I had already determined that it was most likely dropped by the rough youth who had bumped into me. No wonder the corner of my eye seemed to blur when I was about to fall. I felt something flash by. It turned out that the magazine had fallen out. With the spirit of not pocketing the money found, I was about to chase after him and return the magazine to its owner when I looked up at the young man who was only left with a shadow. I hesitated again. He ran so fast that I really might not be able to catch up to him. Moreover, it was just a magazine. It was not something valuable. There was no need to spend so much effort. " Besides, based on his attitude just now, it's not worth helping him. If I work myself to death to chase after such an uneducated person and give him a lousy magazine, I might be taught a lesson by him again. It's better to avoid trouble. I'd better forget about it." Before I could figure it out, the other party had already run away. Haha, this is just right. There's no need to think about it anymore. He bumped into me and spoke rudely. This magazine will be my apology. He flipped through it carefully. Wow, the latest collector's edition of the " Virtual Online Games " special issue cost 100 RMB per copy. It was ridiculously expensive. According to Ah Feng, the supply was still in short supply. It was very scarce on the market. Yesterday, he went to more than ten places and begged his grandparents to put in a good word before he " refused " to get a copy. It's a pity that he already has it. Otherwise, if I gave him this book that I picked up, he would be so happy. The reason why this special issue was so popular was because it introduced a newly developed game. It was a Western fantasy online game that was operated worldwide and used the latest virtual reality technology. It was called The World. Recently, many news media outlets were filled with information about " The World ". One could occasionally see huge posters of " The World " on the streets. The top three winners of the " Miss Universe 2014 " last year-the French socialite Carlina, the Chinese beauty Long Piaopiao, and the South African black beauty Loriela-all became the global game endorsers of " The World." In the poster, three beautiful women stood proudly at the peak of the snowy mountain, dressed in silver, overlooking the vast land and saying shocking words, Karenna's " Ask who the hero belongs to ", Long Piaopiao's " Say the hero, who is the hero ", Lureila's " Half of the world is women, women are not inferior to men ", and the countless warriors, mages, elves, dwarves, and other passionate children who surrounded them were excited. They waved all kinds of weapons in their hands and shouted at the sky," The heroes of the world are from my generation." I don't know how " The World " was promoted overseas, but it was definitely a success in China. Even a non-player like me couldn't help but feel my blood boil when I saw this scene. I couldn't help but want to be part of it." There are so many beauties in the world, attracting countless heroes to bow down!" Actually, I wasn't too interested in these popular online games that used virtual reality technology. It wasn't that I was pretending to be virtuous and upright. I was also a young man, so I was very curious about these new and exciting fashion gadgets. However, this was not like those traditional games that were operated on desktop computers in the past. At most, the configuration would be a little better, and it wouldn't cost much. Now, it was just a basic virtual helmet for playing games. The cheapest one costs 30,000 to 40,000 yuan, plus the expensive monthly card fee. How can a poor kid like me afford it? Looking at Ah Feng's miserable life of eating steamed buns and salted vegetables to play games and tightening his belt, I know that the world doesn't belong to the poor.
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