On the evening of June 19, 2015, in a basement of less than eight square meters in the suburbs of Beijing, a young man skillfully typed on a keyboard in front of a computer.

There was nothing in the room except an iron-framed wooden bed against the wall and a dilapidated wardrobe in the corner that could be called furniture.

There were two pairs of shoes under the bed, a blue plastic basin, and towels and toiletries in the basin, and the room was clean, just a little cold and damp. But it's finally a room by myself, and it's quiet.

This young man who concentrates on coding words is called Song Tianpeng, born in eighty-seven years, and his appearance is very ordinary, and he belongs to the kind that cannot be found in the crowd. After graduation, he has been working hard in Beijing for five years, and now he is still a small clerk, living a 9-to-5 life every day.

Song Tianpeng's hometown is in Sichuan, the earthquake in 08 made him lose all his relatives, if he didn't study in other places, he might be with his parents forever. When he first heard the bad news, Song Tianpeng's whole person collapsed, and he lay in bed for three days without eating or drinking, shedding I don't know how many tears, maybe all the tears of this life have been shed

Song Tianpeng thought about dying, but what can death solve, let's live well, and it can be regarded as worthy of the nurturing grace of his parents.

Song Tianpeng finished college with a student loan, found a job with little future, worked for more than a year, and finally paid off all the debts he owed. Because he has no house, no car, and no savings, Song Tianpeng has not talked about his girlfriend until now, not because he doesn't want to talk about it, but because he can't talk about it, why should he pull a girl to accompany him to endure hardships with him.

Such a day is also comfortable, one person feeds and the whole family does not go hungry.

Drifting north is very hard. In Song Tianpeng's words: Men, TMD should suffer a little.

It is said that he is about to run for three when he is thirty, but Song Tianpeng has no capital at all.

Song Tianpeng, who has experienced so many setbacks, has never even seen the shadow of hope, and when he thinks about tomorrow, there is still no hope, and Song Tianpeng's heart is also relieved.

Living in the present, why bother yourself.

It's nice to live every day carefree and simple!

Recently, Song Tianpeng was conceiving a fantasy novel, and he tentatively named it "Pretending to be a God"

There is no Internet in the basement, which has naturally become the best way for Song Tianpeng to pass the time after work.

Since it is a fantasy novel, it is necessary to travel through the other world, and a simple introduction before the male protagonist crosses over is still very necessary, because this directly affects the development of the plot later in the novel, such as the male protagonist's personality, conduct, values, cultural level, etc., etc., these aspects are closely related before and after the crossing, why should there be a tall protagonist.

However, there is still a difference between the ideal and the reality, Song Tianpeng sat in front of the computer for a long time and couldn't write a sentence, after writing and changing, it was not easy to delete after the change, so he tossed for seven days, and held back six words - I am a pure ** silk!

In the end, Song Tianpeng had no choice but to write it according to himself, and he was out of control.

"Whew"

Song Tianpeng, who was sitting on the bed, stretched.

"Finally finished explaining the general situation before the hero's crossing, the next step is to cross, how to wear it?"

"Saving people from being hit by a car, falling off a cliff while traveling, an earthquake, or being electrocuted?"

"These all seem too old-fashioned, you have to think of a different plot!"

Song Tianpeng thought hard and thought, and there seemed to be no way to satisfy him

"I'll write about it today.,Tomorrow is the weekend.,It's the Dragon Boat Festival again.,It's still early.,Just go to a nearby Internet café to play a few games and then play some movies.,The movies stored on the hard drive have been turned over and watched several times.,It's almost no longer feeling.。 Song Tianpeng lay on the bed and thought.

Turning over and getting out of bed, Song Tianpeng put the 500g hard disk and data cable in his pocket, put on a coat and went out.

The night tonight is very strange, it is obviously empty, but you can't even see the shadows of the stars and moon. Looking up at the sky, Song Tianpeng didn't pay much attention to it, after all, in Beijing, it depends on luck to see the blue sky

Looking at the cars coming and going on the street, Song Tianpeng would always be obscene, "If you are a rich man, how exciting it would be to drive your luxury car to an Internet café to play a movie."

Looking at Song Tianpeng's pursuit, it is estimated that he will not be able to be a rich man in this life.

After a few hours of hard work in the Internet café, Song Tianpeng finally ordered a few satisfactory movies, tonight is really evil, it used to be very fast, but today these films are several times slower than usual.

"Could it be that the strict crackdown a few days ago limited the Internet speed?" Song Tianpeng shook his head with a smile. I've never heard of the Internet speed.

I looked at my phone, 23:45, "It's so late, it seems that I have to watch less tonight, so as not to be able to get up tomorrow." Although there is a holiday, you still have to insist on running in the morning!" Song Tianpeng muttered to himself and walked out of the Internet café. "Damn, it's such a strong wind!poof!poof!" Song Tianpeng, who had just come out, was blown a mouthful of ash.

"Hmm, why did your left eyelid suddenly jump? Want to get rich?" Thinking of money, how could Song Tianpeng not be happy, "There won't be pies in the sky, right?, it's better to drop a bag of money, and I'm willing to kill it." Song Tianpeng muttered quietly as he looked up at the sky. Don't think about anything good, let's go in peace. Get home early and enjoy it early.

"The results of my more than three hours of struggle in the Internet café!", carrying the 500g hard drive, Song's heart was still a little excited, "Teacher, nurse, ol, you are waiting for me!"

In this society now, young people like Song Tianpeng, who have no house, no car and no savings, can only rely on watching movies from the island country to vent the fire in their hearts.

The sorrow of a lonely man, who understands when you say it?

The wind blowing at night was still very comfortable on his body, and before he knew it, Song Tianpeng had already walked to the door of the community. I'll be at my place in no time.

The community where Song Tianpeng lives was newly built a year ago, with a total of 18 buildings, two units of large square meters, and three units of duplex building, all of which are elevator rooms, ranging from 12 to 18 floors.

"I guess I can afford to buy a set of my own life. Song Tianpeng smiled self-deprecatingly. In the face of rising housing prices, he has no bottom in his heart.

Walking downstairs to his unit, he was about to step in, when a crisp voice came into Song Tianpeng's ears.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding".

The sound was not far behind him, Song Tianpeng looked for prestige, and a small silver-white ring on the road not far away flicked a few times, and then fell into the lawn on the side of the road.

Song Tianpeng walked to the lawn, squatted down and turned over a few times, and found the little thing, with the help of the hazy light emitted by the street lamp in the distance, it was actually a ring inlaid with diamonds.

"Wowhaha, diamond ring! No wonder my left eye keeps jumping, I was waiting here, hahaha!

Song Tianpeng was a little excited, he couldn't lose anything when he was so big, and he had never picked it up, but he didn't expect to encounter such a valuable thing for the first time, and looked around, there was no one, it was his own, and he was going to flash when he pretended to be a flash.

"Hmmm, no, the ring looks like it just fell from upstairs. Song Tianpeng looked up while putting the ring in his pocket, hoping that no one on it would find out that he had picked up the ring, or return it to its original owner.

As soon as Song Tianpeng's head was raised, a white object fell from a high place, and it arrived in front of him in an instant, and he didn't even make a sound before he could see anything clearly

Time: 12 o'clock sharp.