Words are heart-wrenching, tonight, it is a collapse that belongs to the readers of "Krypton Gold Becomes Stronger".

Some people are crying, some are crying, some are sleepless, and some are unbalanced.

It turns out that other people's living expenses are calculated in tens of millions.

It turned out that the most broken car in someone else's house was an extended Lincoln.

It turns out that other people's living expenses for half a month can buy a villa.

It turned out that while we were sleeping, someone else was collecting rent.

It turns out that the rich second generation will also have low self-esteem.

……

Whew, it's so sour, I also want to feel inferior, and I also want to shed tears of guilt.

Of course, there are howling and crying, and there are grumpy brothers, these people are on the verge of collapse, while watching, scolding, scolding, scolding, and seeing the latest chapters, all with a mouthful of real fragrance to survive.

And now, there is no need to converge, and the spray is over.

"This is the so-called inferiority child? It's funny!"

"Keeping a diary? I wonder who still writes a diary for serious people now, and those who write a diary are not serious. ”

"Shall we kill the author first? Okay? Okay? Okay?"

"It's the New Year's Eve, tonight, we're all Avengers, woo!"

"Kill, kill, die!"

"Do you want to be a coward, or a hero for a second?

“……”

Overnight, the reader's area of "Krypton Gold Becomes Stronger" was full of smoke, and corpses were everywhere.

This book once rushed to the first place on the topic list, causing a lot of heat in Longkong.

Some scolded the book, some crusaded against the author, and more broke down to seek hugs and comfort.

There are all kinds of things in the world, and there is nothing more than this.

……

The next day, Xijing got up, flipped through the book review area, and saw the crusade remarks of the sand sculpture readers, his face was calm, and he even wanted to laugh for a while.

Good medicine is good for disease, and good advice is good for action. The harder you scold, the deeper you love. These people still love themselves quite a lot.

What's more, he looked at the trust number on the panel, and overnight, it rose by three or four hundred, indicating that the psychological defense line of these people had been basically defeated. The rest of them are only stubbornly resisting, and when the diary is constantly updated, these people will probably have to surrender.

It's just that...... That's not enough!

Xijing sighed, he is a very greedy person, and he always wants to swallow a big fat man in one bite.

This kind of increase in the number of trusts will not expose his face, nor will it attract a group of celebrities, so he naturally wants to brush it hard.

A head is 1,000 yuan, the more pits, the more you earn, and the leeks of sand sculpture readers, Xijing will never be merciful.

But......

Xijing thought about it for a long time, but decided to talk to someone of insight.

"Knock knock!"

knocked on the door of Li Fei's office, pushed the door and entered, Li Fei was lying on the chair, his face was dull, and Xijing took a special look.

The book "Eighteen Strategies for the Rise of the Dragon" was not on the table, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Very good, it seems that Li Fei still followed his own advice, and within three months, he does not plan to publish a book.

It's just that...... I don't know why I, a general, am so depressed now, as if my faith in life has collapsed.

Is there a situation?

Xijing was shocked.

You must know that since he came out of the mountain, Li Fei has been a typical example of passion, working hard, sleeping all night, not letting Longming Entertainment down, and vowing not to give up.

Right now...... Why did it wilt?

Li Fei ...... What are you?"

"Brother Xi, did you write those two diaries in the novel?"

Li Fei raised his head, his eyes containing a bit of sadness.

"Yes...... Yes. ”

Xijing nodded stiffly.

"In other words, you live on 10 million a month, use Maybach to collect rent, and buy a villa in Los Angeles?"

"Yes!"

Xijing continued to nod.

"Ah Wei is dead!"

Li Fei was so sad that last night, he saw the two diaries updated by Xijing. He opened it and saw that the diary was not marked with a person's name, and on the dim title page, each page had four words written with the words inferiority complex and guilt.

He couldn't fall asleep horizontally and vertically, and after reading it carefully for half the night, he saw the words in the cracks, and there were two words written all over the book, envy!

In the past, he was very sympathetic to Brother Xi's control by fate and family, but now he wanted to say...... Leave me alone!

"Original...... Li Fei, this guy saw those two diaries!"

Xijing suddenly realized, patted Li Fei on the shoulder, and comforted: "Li Fei, it's okay, rich people are actually not so happy, those are all other people's gossip to confuse the public, have they experienced the boredom of collecting rent, do they understand the inferiority of wealth......?

"Brother Xi, don't say it, I'm a little overwhelmed. ”

Li Fei touched his chest, feeling that the more comforted Xijing was, the colder his heart became, and in the end, even the warm wine in the cup couldn't warm his heart that became colder and colder.

It turns out that there is no snow on Wall Street, and it is the hearts of people who are cold.

"Wow!"

The liquor entered his throat, Li Fei's eyes were red, and his voice was a little choked.

"Brother Xi, fate is like this, I won't be envious, what I'm really uncomfortable with is ...... Why do you say in your diary that my face is round, is my face so round?"

Li Fei's heart was painful, what he longed for most was to become a strategist, a lupine scarf, suave, and Wolong was his pursuit in life.

However, fate was not good, creation made people, and because of his mediocre appearance, he finally became a phoenix.

Feng Xiao is just that, and Li Fei is generally satisfied, after all, Feng Yan is also a strategist of the Three Kingdoms.

But...... What's the matter with saying that he has a round face and a face like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival?

As soon as he thought of the phoenix chick holding a big moon, strategizing and directing the country, he suspected that there was a strong sense of disobedience.

"So that's it!"

Xijing shook his head: "Who said you have a round face, I'll show you a compass to compare." ”

Xijing asked Li Qingci to buy a compass, drew a standard circle with the compass as the radius, and put Li Fei's head in it.

Perfectly matched.

……

"There's something wrong with this compass, I'll find another washbasin, yes, a washbasin!"

Compared with several washbasins, they are all perfect, Xijing compared Li Fei's face shape, and even found that the arc of a basin was slightly flawed and a little crooked.

……

The atmosphere was awkward.

Xijing held the compass and the basin in his hand, putting these things away, and regretted it a little in his heart.

Lin Xi's kid is too, write a diary and write a diary, why do you write what you want to say?

In the end, Li Fei still closed himself, looked at the mirror, and stuffed himself into the circle from time to time, his face full of despair.

Xijing couldn't bear to continue to hurt, and hurriedly asked for countermeasures, and left quickly.

As he was leaving, he saw the sunlight shining through the window and on the tabletop, half light, half shadow.

And Li Fei was lying on the dividing line between the two, his face was cloudy. The sunlight split his face in half and looked at it from afar.

It seems like...... A wall clock.

Well......

A wall clock at six o'clock!