Mr. Zhang had disappeared from the Internet for a period of time before.

Recently, he returned to the public eye because of his participation in the LOL Star Game.

But whether he disappears or appears, the network will not forget his existence this year.

In his super words, there are tens of millions of wives waiting to be fed every day, waiting for Zhang Xiaojian's latest materials with green eyes, shouting husband, husband, we love you.

His news is still unattainable with an astonishing number of retweets that break the number of reads.

His gossip, not to mention, netizens have fully exerted their imagination, and all kinds of gossip have never stopped.

And his fans gave full play to Zhang Xiaojian's ability to refute rumors and spray people.

Whenever there is a small battlefield, they will force the criticism and spray the boring gossip creator to disown his mother.

It's just that since the All-Star, Mr. Zhang has disappeared again, and there is no trace, after a few days of Mr. Zhang's chic and handsome All-Star, Zhang Xiaojian posted a blog when fans didn't know how to pass the time.

"Do you have a dream, I want to invest in a dream!"

So countless fans entered the battlefield for the first time.

Countless wife fans said, 'My dream is you', and the old man's teeth were soured.

Of course, there are also some serious answers to questions.

Many people said, "My dream is not to work and have money to spend!"

Zhang Xiaojian replied - You are not me, obviously thinking about P eating...

A small number of netizens died of anger, and most of them issued so-called dreams.

——Mr. Zhang: My dream is to put down my work and return to the field.

Zhang Xiaojian replied - come on...

——Mr. Zhang, my dream is to buy two bags of instant noodles, eat one bag and throw one bag.

Zhang Xiaojian's red envelope was distributed for four yuan, and he bought two yuan a bag....

——Mr. Zhang, my dream, my dream is to pee against the wind, but now I pee with the wind.

Zhang Xiaojian replied - I don't have such troubles as you.

——Mr. Zhang, my dream is to be as rich as you!

Zhang Xiaojian replied - there is everything in the dream.

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After watching it for ten minutes, Zhang Xiaojian realized that his words were wrong, no, where is this special, why are there so many sand sculpture netizens.

But since there are so many reviews, let's take another look.

It wasn't long before he found a creative dream!

- Mr. Zhang, we often cook dark cuisine in college, and I often have the idea that it would be nice if I could gather the dark cuisine of various universities in Huaxia and open a restaurant, and then I might be very happy to see the unpalatable appearance of the diners.

Lying grass, this is okay.

Zhang Xiaojian thought about it carefully, what is the main purpose of the hotel, except for the high-end hotels that sell the environment and the service, the rest depends on the taste.

Bringing together the dark cuisine of China is bound to be a wave of reverse operations, and there will be a lot of losses at that time.

So he first made a phone call to Luo Tengfei, and after explaining some things, he left a message - little brother, I have an idea, I voted for this project, please send a private message to take a screenshot of our chat box and send it to LUO.

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The person who sent this message was sitting in the university cafeteria named Mao Fei, an ordinary senior student, she was a girl, not the little brother in Zhang Xiaojian's mouth.

Today she made a dish in her school cafeteria called stewed salted fish with durian sauce.... Just smelling it made her stupid.

Then bypassed this terrible stall, ordered a rice bowl with three fresh dishes, and swiped Weibo while eating, and after seeing Mr. Zhang's Weibo, she complained skillfully.

Who would have thought that the message that was very backward was actually replied by Mr. Zhang.

And who would have thought that Mr. Zhang would actually support her whimsical thing, saying that he would invest in her...

Mao Fei, who was holding the rice spoon, was stupid again, and carefully determined that it was really Mr. Zhang himself a few times, looking at the ID in his message, she added Luo Tengfei's Weibo uncontrollably, and sent a screenshot of the conversation between her and Mr. Zhang in a private message.

The person with the ID name luo.二fool replied - how many people are in the founding team and how big do you plan to be?

Mao Fei: "......"

What is the founding team, and how big is it?... Is it asking me how many dark restaurants I want to open?

After thinking about it for a while, she decided to tell the truth - I was just a student...

Again, the reply came quickly.

——The state encourages college students to start their own businesses, and Mr. Zhang will also give you full support, don't be afraid, say what you think.

At this moment, Mao Fei felt that the two fools on the other side were really two fools, was this a trick for me to be deceived?

But... This is the ID issued by Mr. Zhang's deity, could it be that Mr. Zhang's number was stolen?

With this in mind, Mao Fei asked weakly - no need to pay a deposit, right?

luo.二fool子replied——......... You don't think I'm a liar, do you?

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When Luo Tengfei and Mao Fei were fighting wits and courage, Zhang Xiaojian was still digging out what was interesting, he hadn't seen it before, but he could still lose money.

Especially after he replied to Mao Fei himself, the message below Weibo was finally no longer so off-track.

All kinds of serious messages came.

——Mr. Zhang, I want to open a hotel, the kind without small cards, find a place with green mountains and green waters, give passers-by a little warmth, an inch of beautiful scenery.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't reply, but commented in his heart, not interesting enough.

——Mr. Zhang, my dream is to do finance, I have won many battles in the stock market, and now I am in urgent need of a large amount of funds to operate, and I will ensure that you are full of money.

Zhang Xiaojian commented in his heart, he has won many battles, so he can't vote, what can he do if he earns it.

——Mr. Zhang, I have an idea, my family has an ancestral cake recipe, and I will definitely be able to do it if I work with all my might.

Zhang Xiaojian...... Did your ancestors make pastry cakes for foreigners?

Disappointed, Zhang Xiaojian read hundreds more, most of which were too ordinary, and ordinary means that you may really be able to earn it if you are down-to-earth and hardworking, and this kind of business is not reliable at all.

Fortunately, a message finally washed his eyes.

- Mr. Zhang, I have a dream, I heard that the US imperialists will sell retired aircraft carriers again, I want to buy them, drive them back to China, and stop on the beach in Sanya for tourism.

Zhang Xiaojian is lying on the grass, this is reliable!

So I left a message - brother, your idea is very good, but whether you can buy it back may be another matter, but people, there are always dreams, please take a screenshot of our dialog box, private chat LUO.

As soon as Zhang Xiaojian's message came out, it instantly shocked countless netizens.

Netizens savored it, first the dark cuisine, and then the retired aircraft carrier, all of which have one thing in common, at least to be unexpected and creative.

So sand sculpture netizens began to meditate.

What's so special about being creative?

What is the sand sculpture career that Mr. Zhang can look at?

Under the correct guidance of Zhang Xiaojian, netizens finally began to fly together.