Han Wenxuan sat on Mu Qianfan's bed, and he said with disgust: "That you are a single dog, where did you come from in your private life?"

"According to your reasoning, a single dog can't have a private life?" Mu Qianfan's little temper came up. "Then don't I want to get married for the rest of my life, and stay with you for the rest of my life, young master?"

When Han Wenxuan thought about this scene, he was a little terrified.

Mu Qianfan is not married, they will be together for a lifetime, how can it be like a pure love knot in a certain Jiang, in this way, he will be angry to death.

What's more important is that I am afraid that my wife will misunderstand.

Han Wenxuan stood up.

"Goodbye. ”

Mu Qianfan replied: "It's good to go, don't send it." ”

The rich and handsome Han Biao was disliked by two people one after another, and he began to doubt life, is he a fake rich man?

No.

Are you ugly?

No.

So why not be welcomed?

Han Wenxuan attributed it to their poor vision.

On the days of licking dogs, there are walls on all sides.

He was very depressed and killed an Internet café, Free Space.

That was the beginning of his overall creation of "The Golden Age of Street Writers".

When he felt depressed and unhappy in the Su family, he would come to this small Internet café, charter a computer for himself, and then write his life in the smoke

Live.

The golden age of street writers is a third-rate street work that Han Wenxuan can really get his hands on on the Internet.

Although it is scolded as shit on the Internet, it is better than not having a splash at all.

Han Wenxuan looked at these black comments, and he laughed helplessly there.

For him, that time is unforgettable in this life.

If it weren't for the memory of this Internet café, then his past life would have been somewhat mutilated.

"Drive for me for two hours. "Han Biao coded the payment.

In the past, he had to turn his left pocket into his right pocket to find money.

Now there are more electronic payments.

Times are advancing.

He showed the boss the picture of the payment scanning code.

The boss gave Han Wenxuan a computer account and password.

"Brother Xuan, it's been a long time, why do you remember me here?"

The boss is a social guy, with a sauerkraut accent and a social accent, his hair is dyed yellow, his clothes are a black and white T-shirt with skulls painted on it, and his pants are light blue jeans, which have big holes in it, revealing the brother's strong muscles, which is the most popular beggar suit now.

"Fatty, I miss you. Han Wenxuan said with a smile. "How can you learn from other people's little girls to show their flesh? Even if you don't have any money, you can't wear ripped pants! ”

"Brother Xuan, you can't keep up with the trend! I call it fashion, do you understand?" The social guy stuffed Han Wenxuan with a bottle of Red Bull.

"I don't want to. Han Wenxuan said.

"If you don't drink it, buddy will lose face. The social young man said: "I just want to watch your follow-up text, really Brother Xuan." I really haven't seen you write such a strange text and such a unique taste! Especially when you say that you write red, you have to put a refrigerator of Red Bull, drink one bottle and pour one bottle, and then drink it all as water. A refrigerator of Red Bull, buddies can't give it, a bottle is still OK. ”

"Let's play with your chicken. Han Wenxuan gave this kid a punch.

The kid deftly dodged.

"Brother Xuan, the gentleman doesn't move his mouth. You always do it, this is not a gentleman!"

They laughed, making the hustle and bustle of this Internet café more lively.

Han Wenxuan found a relatively quiet place to sit down, he turned on the computer, and while drinking Red Bull, he continued the creation of the road of online literature.

Only then did he feel that his soul was free.

At this time, he is the real Han Wenxuan.

No one can understand why Han Wenxuan doesn't put the position of the son of a rich man, and just wants to be an ordinary person.

Master Kekolas didn't understand, Han Yang didn't understand, Yue Hui didn't understand, and even Mu Qianfan, who knew him best, didn't understand.

In fact, the source of all this is because he is depressed.

When you are born

, all the roads are doomed, bitter or not?

When everyone else has dreams and pursuits, and you find out what others want and what you have since you were born, do you really feel lucky? If you want to inherit the crown, you must bear its weight.

Han Biao has been pinned on by the two major families since he was a child.

Master Colas hopes that his son will inherit and run his estate perfectly.

The Han family hopes that Han Wenxuan can pass on the skills that have been passed down by the Han family for thousands of years.

Everyone was asking him what to do, but no one asked him if he liked it or not.

He was like a perfect puppet and was manipulated to grow up and manipulate his preferences.

He had everything in his old days, but he had no ego.

When Han Wenxuan was not exposed to online literature, his life remained unchanged.

When he reads the things written by those great writers, he can feel that in fact, people can pursue their dreams.

People can live according to their own thoughts.

A person can go through his life without following the promises of others.

He doesn't want to stand on one side of life and see that side of life.

In a lifetime, you can see all the ups and downs, and these paths have been set by those who came before you.

He doesn't want to live like a caged bird, he wants to break out of the cage and live his own life even if he is a sparrow. Therefore, he writes online articles without regard for the interests of the company.

He fled the Cocollas family to pursue his own life.

Even these behaviors seem funny to many people.

It even caused him pain.

However, he felt that it was worth it.

Lord Colas has always felt that he is a playboy who wanders the world without a proper shape.

Han Wenxuan's father has always thought that Han Wenxuan's departure is irresponsible to himself and his family.

He is a prodigal wreck, and in the eyes of everyone in the family, he is a game world.

Because of the low income of online articles, he met Su Yingxue.

He truly descended from heaven to earth.

In the Su family, during the years when he was a son-in-law, he felt white eyes and contempt, but he also felt a different concept of family affection from his own family.

He didn't care about Su Yingxue's past.

Some people say that he picks up rags, but he doesn't care, because everyone can't be as glamorous as they seem.

Who did not pass.

Who would dare to say that their life is perfect and spotless?

Who dares to call themselves moral saints?

He originally wanted to play the world and be with Su Yingxue.

He went from a heavenly figure to an ordinary mortal person.

Together with Su Yingxue, he learned how to love, how to be responsible, and how to run a family.

What Su Yingxue and Guoguo gave him was exactly what he was missing.

Since he was a child, he grew up alone in the Cocaulas family.

When I get up in the morning, I eat alone.

The babysitter took him to school, and the bodyguards picked him up to school.

His days have been spent on piano black and white keys, in various talent courses, and in various business management.

He is a genius, a lonely genius.

He can look up into the sky and use the most expensive astronomical telescope to look at distant constellations.

But what about the family warmth he wants?

His life has been split in half for as long as he can remember. The normal time is spent in the rice country, and the rest of the time is spent in the Han family. If his parents didn't love him, they wouldn't let him take those tutors with him when he went to Han Shi's house.

But if his parents loved him, they rarely spent time with him.

His mom is a picture of a legendary beauty.

His dad was the voice on the phone.

When he is sad, he wants to see them and touch them, which is a luxury.

If it weren't for Han Yang, he felt like an orphan.

An orphan who grew up in loneliness and grew up very well in loneliness.

Loved ones, is it just a phone call?

All he longed for was love and security.

And these things are exactly what he lacks.

It is precisely because of this that he longs for a family, so he will accept Su Yingxue unconditionally.

It is precisely because of his true love for his family that he regards Guoguo as his treasure.

If others are not in the open, they will also say in the dark that he is a pick-up man.

He does.

Because he hopes that he will no longer be alone in his later life.

Recalling this, Han Wenxuan felt that he was too literate.

A buddy smoked a cigarette and chatted with Han Wenxuan with stinky feet.

His feet stink so bad that they can kill flies for two miles.

Han Wenxuan frowned a little, this smell was too rushing.

He couldn't stand it.

It used to be okay, but not now.

I don't smell its fragrance in the orchid room for a long time, and I don't smell it in the pigsty for a long time.

This dude's feet haven't been washed in a few days?

It's really Hong Kong foot!

"Dude, Glory of Kings, let's have a game. "I guess this guy also came to the Internet café to find loneliness.

His smoke ring sprayed on Han Wenxuan's face, and Han Wenxuan was almost smoked to death.

"Well, I won't!"

"I'll teach you. This buddy's enthusiasm scared Han Wenxuan.

Because normal men want to say that, generally to a beautiful little girl.

And he's a man.

"Well, I don't learn. I'm busy!"

Han Wenxuan decisively refused.

He didn't think he had secondary two disease.

In an Internet café, there is everyone. Because there are also e-sports knives.

He just wants to be quiet with him.

"Brother Shuang, what are you doing with that old man, play with us! Let's be a team, eat chicken!" A group of online game teenagers called this Brother Shuang. Old man, Han Wenxuan was a little angry when he heard this.

However, he saw that the teenagers around him were all children who had not yet grown their hair, and some of them were blatantly wearing black and blue school uniforms.

That Shuang brother is the camel in the flock.

Han Wenxuan stood up without saying a word.

He switched to another computer.

"Brother Shuang, you are disliked!hahaha!" The laughter of these secondary two teenagers is really annoying.

Han Wenxuan walked to the counter.

"Give me a bottle of Coke. ”

The youth of society handed it to him.

"That, I said fatty, why are you all underage here, you're not right!" Han Wenxuan said.

The youth of the society pointed to the sign.

"Brother Xuan, didn't you see what was hanging outside?

Han Wenxuan looked at it and smiled.

Outside the café hangs a huge sign: No minors allowed.

"Then what are they?" Han Biao pointed to the group of middle two young masters.

"They're adults!" said the young man with his eyes open.

Han Wenxuan was really impressed.

The level of this nonsense is really high, the eyes are not red and the heart is not beating.

"Aren't you afraid that the police will come to check your post?"

The youth of society laughed.

"What are you afraid of? I'm registered here. They all have ID numbers written on them. ”

Han Wenxuan looked at the registration book, and he smiled.

These bear children are really creative, filling in their father's ID number to play, and one of the filled ID numbers appears 1975, talent!

"Aren't you selling dog meat with a sheep's head?" Han Wenxuan said to the young people in society with a smile.

The young man in the society smiled and said: "Brother Xuan, this society must be honest, who can live." Doesn't anyone have to have some little secrets?"

By the way, the app I've been using recently is supported by Android and Apple phones!

The young people in the society said frankly, and Han Wenxuan asked for another bag of popcorn.

Because of Han Wenxuan's life, what he needs is the fragrance of popcorn, at least in this smoky Internet café, he can find a taste bud that he can accept. Han Wenxuan decisively turned off the phone.

He is now surfing the Internet like those Secondary 2 teenagers.

The difference is that these secondary two teenagers play online games, while he is building his 3,000 world in the world of the Internet.

As a big boss, his income per minute can be tens of millions or billions, but in the eight hundred years of hitting the street, Han Wenxuan's income is 0.01 yuan.