The protagonist of the story is Wang Zhenyu, a native of Hunan. The specific birthplace is state secret and is not allowed to cross provinces.

After graduating from college, because he had only backs and no background, he sought jobs everywhere and encountered walls everywhere, and eventually became a top-notch otaku.

After a long time, my mother really couldn't stand Wang Zhenyu's shameless behavior of surviving his parents by surfing the Internet every day. She criticized Wang Zhenyu many times on behalf of the organization. It would be better if you go out to set up a stall and sell breakfast than if you eat at home and wait for death. What's wrong with the Chongbian? Aren't the postdoctoral fellow who came back from the United States also selling vegetables in Beijing?

With a stir, Wang Zhenyu really made a small cart and went along the street to sell the Shandong cooked cakes he had been exploring for himself every morning, especially noting that it was a Wudalang brand. Now he became completely famous, and his relatives pointed and said, "Look at how the reprints came out like this."

No matter how you talk, no matter how you laugh, it is, this proves that many of your children are excellent, but there are basically no ones who can't stand it and come out to help. The world is in a cold and cold manner, and most of your relatives have this virtue.

What made Wang Zhenyu the most depressed was that one day when a middle-aged woman brought her children to buy pancakes, she pointed at herself and said to her child: "If you don't study hard, you can only sell pancakes when you grow up."

王振宇听完郁闷的要吐血,这都是什么世道啊?其实王振宇很想告诉这对母子,自己高中班上成绩常年垫底的现在进了省委宣传部,刚升副处,只因为部长是他舅.班上的第一名东南大学通讯工程专业研究生毕业,一腔热情的跑回来建设家乡.到市移动公司面试,人家说他学历太高,庙小不敢录取；去省移动公司又说他学历低了,佛小不能录用.把他折腾的到现在都还高不成低不就的在家待业,前不久实在没办法考托福去了美国,走上了西方资本主义的邪路.临走前两人喝酒,王振宇还当胸给了那小子两拳,说是对方以后早晚是要变美国人的,自己现在提前揍个美国人,也算是爱了回国.

But can you explain these things clearly? If you say you are a major student, others will definitely say that you are playing monsters every day in college. It is really unfair. I have never even played beasts, let alone monsters. And the facts ruthlessly tell us that it is precisely those who play monsters and beasts every day that are quite good, so good that we can only admire them and protrude to them. Who can make people have superb reincarnation skills and have higher accuracy than American missiles? It is either the second generation of officials, the second generation of military or the second generation of rich.

Alas, with a sigh, I continued to push the cart to sell Wu Dalang's cooked cakes.

The only thing that Wang Zhenyu is proud of is that the breakfast cakes he sells are absolutely clean and hygienic, and no artificial additives such as melamine are added. He can proudly announce that I have not even put the appropriate amount of melamine that the Ministry of Health allows, and I am more hygienic than the Minister of the Ministry of Health.

"Be careful, you are not allowed to set up stalls on the roadside to operate without a license. Get ready to leave immediately. Please cooperate with our work." The sound of a tweeter suddenly came from behind.

"Not good" Wang Zhenyu didn't have to look back, and he knew that the urban management uncles who had been together in this area for a long time. When he grew up in the government, he knew that it was not easy for these unemployed urban management personnel. In the whole government, they got up the earliest, slept the latest, and had the heaviest task of fines. Not only did they do hard work, but they had the worst reputation. Sometimes they were out of control of their emotions, they were a bit rough. They were either exposed by reporters or were chopped by vendors, and they had to take the blame for the incident. No matter how they looked, they were not much better than the workers of Foxconn who were playing on the go.

But it is not easy for small stall vendors. Wang Zhenyu doesn't want to be confiscated by the urban management department. The prices have risen sharply recently. If the car is confiscated and I want to buy it back with the same money, it is really a Chinese dream. So Wang Zhenyu ran away in the car. I guess these urban management uncles were depressed and bored in the morning shift, so he rushed back slowly. Grandma, isn't this sincerely making fun of himself? Everyone is so familiar, can you give some face? Wang Zhenyu secretly greeted the female relatives of these urban management officials in his heart.

Suddenly, the sixth sense told myself that there was danger. Wang Zhenyu looked up and saw that it was not good. There was a car in front of him coming against the opposite direction and driving very quickly. Please, this is not Britain, the car has to drive on the right. Oh, why did you see someone in front of him banging the accelerator? No, I have to hide. Before Wang Zhenyu could perform the evacuation movement, the car crashed at a speed of 170 yards per hour. Wang Zhenyu and his tricycle flew up immediately. That height and that parabola completely violated the physical trajectory of human beings. If you let the Olympic vaulting horse champion demonstrate, you will definitely not be able to jump out.

I knew that Wang Zhenyu would not go to that bad university at the beginning and went to the Olympics directly. Maybe there would be a Wang Zhenyu-style free jump in the Olympic vault event named after him. Before Wang Zhenyu landed, he didn't forget to look at the car that knocked him away. Wow, Audi A6, how many years he had to sell breakfast to change to such a car. Then he entered the boundless darkness...

The urban management officers who were chasing Wang Zhenyu were stunned. They got out of the car and called the police while not allowing the owner of the Audi car to leave.

The owner of the Audi car opened the window and said arrogantly to the urban management management who blocked him: "Several temporary workers, what are you stopping? Do you know who my dad is? My dad is Li Gang, Hongxing Zhaozhao will fight. You can even stop me by your dogs. Tell you, I will only be considered as implementing family law. If you dare to stop me, you are doing something, and you are doing something big..."

The world is always full of coincidences. On the night of November 9, 1911, on the front line of Hanyang, Hubei, there were frequent sounds of cold cannons coming from the sky, cutting through the silent night sky. A civilian officer, also named Wang Zhenyu, was ordered to go to the command center for a meeting.

Wang Zhenyu is not very old, but he is very strong. He is just 21 years old this year. He was born in a small landlord family in Chuanshi Village, Shixiajiang Town, Wugang (now Dongkou) in Shaoyang. At that time, he was in charge of the 2nd Battalion of the 49th Count of the Hunan Army to assist Hubei, and was also a relationship with Wang Longzhong, the commander-in-chief of the Hunan Army to assist Hubei.

Wang Longzhong's father Wang Shizi was once a fifth-rank magistrate of the Qing Dynasty, equivalent to the current executive vice mayor of a prefecture-level city. This is a very remarkable figure in the eyes of the villagers. Wang Zhenyu's great-grandfather and Wang Shizi's father were cousins. With this relationship, Wang Zhenyu's father Wang Longxian became Wang Shizi's follower. With Wang Shizi's care, he went from a tenant child to a small landlord with 50 acres of fertile land.

Wang Longxian often asked his son to be kind to his son since he was a child, and he would remember the kindness of his uncle and his family to him in the future.

Wang Zhenyu naturally also kept his father's words in mind, so he followed Wang Longzhong in a regular manner and never slacked off. He did not hesitate when doing anything Wang Longzhong ordered and never asked why, so he was highly appreciated by Wang Longzhong. Of course, this also had a disadvantage. Over time, Wang Longzhong developed a habit of not discussing anything with Wang Zhenyu. It was normal to say hello temporarily.

Wang Zhenyu was used to this. He felt that no matter what, his clan uncle would definitely not let him suffer a loss. However, what happened in the past half month made Wang Zhenyu feel a little confused and even scared, because his father, who had been a fifth-rank magistrate, actually started a business of rebelling.

Things have to start from last month:

On the night of October 22, Wang Zhenyu took his team of brothers as guard at Xiaowu Gate. The night patrolman just knocked on the stick (eleven o'clock in the evening to one o'clock in the morning). As the 49th Mark Agency, the clan uncle suddenly brought a team of soldiers to Xiaowu Gate. He said nothing and ordered Wang Zhenyu to open Xiaowu Gate. It was already this time. If it were someone else, without the order of Governor Yu or the commander of the Central Patrol Battalion, Wang Zhenyu would not dare to open the Xiaowu Gate.

After all, he graduated from the first phase of the Hunan Army Primary School. He was a serious professional class. Although he was not good at studying, Wang Zhenyu still knew the rules in the army and the allusion of Xiliuying. But this time he ordered not only his Shangguan, but also his uncle. The habit he had developed for a long time also made him not think too much, and directly asked the soldiers to open the Xiaowu Gate according to the order. The result was amazing...

As soon as the city gate opened, I saw a large number of people standing outside, each holding weapons and red scarves wrapped around his arms. What's the situation? Wang Zhenyu's soldiers looked at me, and I looked at you, and they were obviously confused. But the Biaoshen team above said nothing, so they naturally didn't do anything, so they let these people drive into the city from Xiao Wumen. Wang Zhenyu was stunned for a while before he roughly understood what was going on. Isn't this the same tune as Wuchang? He was so quick that he ran to the clan uncle and said with a look: "Uncle, isn't it all right? (What's going on?"

Wang Longzhong glanced at him lightly and patted his shoulder gently: "Your son, you will become a great man, it's easy to do it!" Then, regardless of Wang Zhenyu's reaction, he led his men to the direction of the governor's yamen.

Wang Zhenyu was frightened all night, but he didn't even have a gunshot. Then he heard that some military government had been established. The boss changed from Governor Yu to Governor Jiao. He also heard that Governor Yu, the Anhui man, slipped away that night. This is not a famous minister of the Qing Dynasty. Why is it because of this virtue when things come? The storyline says that all officials should be loyal to the emperor and serve the country, and die together with the city. How is this reality different?

Just as he was thinking, the ministers of Dazhong were coming. Huang Zhonghao, the commander of the Central Patrol Battalion (now Huaihua), tied up Huang Zhonghao and twisted several soldiers to Xiaowumen. Wang Zhenyu, who had not yet figured out the situation, almost habitually greeted Lord Huang, but heard the yelling voice of the mankind holding the slaying card in his hand and shouted: "Huang Zhonghao is a Han Chinese, but he is willing to be a Manchu Tartar eagle dog, opposes the revolution, destroys the restoration, and is ordered by the command of the Grand Governor Jiao to be killed!" After saying that, several soldiers pressed Huang Zhonghao, who was tied up in the big tie, to the ground. A bare-shoulder raised the ghost-headed sword, shouted loudly, and the sword fell. Huang Zhonghao, the loyal minister, remained proud and did not have time to hum when he was about to come.

Lord Huang was so glorious, but Wang Zhenyu vomited. Although he had been in the army for six years, this murder plan was the first time he had seen. At the time of the rice robbery, he didn't kill anyone! Wang Zhenyu immediately understood that revolution, revolution, as the name suggests, would really kill people. This is much more serious than dismissal. This is really terrible...
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