Me, Wang Yan, that poor little loser, can you see it now?!

“Gaze at me, stop looking at smallpox!

I don’t have a cup of tea for you, so you can drink it as much as you want, drink it, drink it!"

In the second to last sentence, Wang Yan sang three consecutively at the top of his lungs.

It was not even sung, but yelled, with a strong breaking sound, but it was also released with great pleasure.

I'm very excited!

My brother is very excited now!

You looked up at me and made me extremely happy!

The last sentence left, Fugui, who had been enjoying himself, was too lazy to sing again, and threw the microphone on the sofa, picked up a glass of wine, raised his head and drank it all.

In the joy of being, a poem suddenly flashed through Wang Yan's mind—

Your body and reputation are destroyed, and the rivers will not be destroyed forever!

The words do not match the situation, but they do.

You who once laughed at me will sooner or later be silent.

And my reputation will eventually be passed down like that river, eternal!

From high school to now, it is like a destined cycle.

The first half is filled with tears in laughter.

The second half is self-improvement.

Hang B?

Are you as incompetent as if you were running your parents’ big robbery?

Even if you give the same system, you will definitely be able to do what I am now?

joke!

In front of you, I sing my once tiny self-esteem, my current pride and ambition, all of the past can be cut off with one slash!

From then on, I am just me, the male god Fugui brother!

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【A few more words】

Regardless of whether the micro loan is changed or not, today's plot was already decided when the first chapter was ambushed.

This is a complete farewell to the identity of the loser, both saying goodbye to the past and looking forward to the future.

The goddess in the dream represented by He Meng and the mountain on the head represented by Liu Weilong are conquered in the end.

Other similar articles may not pay attention to this point, but when I was planning, I had already considered reconciliation with the past when I grew to a certain stage.

If you fail to complete this step, you will always be weak inside and cannot support the future story.

Go back to the previous question: Why do many people think He Mengdu in the early stage? Did she do something wrong?

Actually, there was no, but the reality at that time was too cruel and hurt people's hearts.

I began the sentence “May my readers never be trapped in poverty”.

In the first chapter, I wrote, "When people are poor, they breathe wrongly."

This is reality, but not our negative reason.

So when I was 1.6 million words, I wrote "As long as my self-esteem is still there, any mistake can be corrected."

Self-improvement and growing tenaciously like wild grass is the three views that a creator should show to everyone, and it is also the belief that I have persisted until now.

Sincerely, salute.
Chapter completed!