It's business as usual,

Occasionally, Chen Motong would come over to harass him, but Lu Mingfei was still "unfazed", as if he was unconsciously used to Chen Motong's interruption.

"Last second I was watching fireworks in Taipei."

Today, with 61 days left before the college entrance examination,

Lu Mingfei heard his table mate humming a song at the end of class.

"One second I was watching fireworks in Taipei, and the next second you were drinking Mojito in Shanghai

You feel like I feel like I feel you, the other me in the world

Last second I was raining heavily in Berlin

The next second you're in Bangkok on a sunny day

You feel me as I feel you

Another me in the world. ”

"What kind of song is this," Lu Mingfei asked.

"Cut, turtle, haven't heard of it, it's another me in this world.

That's a good sound. Su Xiaoqiao, who was dressed very expensively, said.

Taipei, Shanghai, Berlin, Bangkok, listening to these place names, Lu Mingfei felt disgusted.

Why, it's all the kind of place where rich people go.

This is naked capital brainwashing.

Why, there is no ordinary name for a small county town,

Lu Mingfei despises the yearning for money and the contempt for the working people in this world.

While listening to the humming of his tablemates, he wrote hard and wrote articles full of sarcasm:

I am the one in this world who is in the bud rice field

One second I was peeling budding rice in the county, and the next second you were drinking Mojito in Shanghai

You feel me as I feel you, the other me in the world

Last second I was raining heavily in the county

The next second you're driving a Ferrari in the city

You feel me as I feel you

Another me in the world.

Life is full of fake love

Weaving lies is actually coins

A few of them accompanied me and waited for the rain to stop

There are no real feelings

In the bud rice field, my feelings who listen

The world is like a wave, and I am like sand

And you are left behind

My world has been turned upside down

But you haven't changed

Hahahaha, I'm damn you

The years have been sunny and rainy for me

And you're under the house

My mind is in turmoil and complicated

You can't decode

......

Lu Mingfei finished writing with a big stroke of the pen, waved his big hand, and sent the article to the same table, saying:

"Su Tongtable, you have been brainwashed by capital,

Take a look at how our unpretentious smallholder farmers who move bricks on the construction site make up the music. ”

After that, he walked out of the classroom with the shocked look on his tablemate's face, he was very sassy, he was so sassy.

It's like a rich man wearing a trouser vest to a five-star hotel for dinner and meeting a delicate female Internet celebrity.

The female Internet celebrity disdainfully took a photo of the rich person and posted it on the Internet, and finally found out that he was the richest man in the Forbes top 100.

Contempt, contempt, silent and deliberate contempt

Lu Mingfei feels that he is talented, his writing is extraordinary, and most importantly, he has a backbone.

Feng Gu is not a prime minister, a minister, it comes from the common people.

To be honest, Lu Mingfei thinks:

There aren't many people like him in this world, so he's proud.

Walking out of the classroom and out of the school alone, looking at this world of fame and fortune, he feels more and more "lonely".

It's a waste of talent for someone like me not to write something, Ming Fei thought.

People like me will be appreciated even if they write something casually.

Yes, Lu Mingfei thought of a road to the pinnacle of life, that is:

Write novels.

Lu Mingfei is very beautiful in fantasy:

When I write an online article, I believe that it won't be long before I become a starting point god, become a platinum writer, marry Bai Fumei, and walk to the pinnacle of life.

When I think of live streaming every day,

After saying hello everyone, Mo Yan will send a rocket, and then he will smile and say:

Haha, thank you Mo Yan for the rocket I dropped.

He was angry, I was upright and live broadcast, why did I become your Mo Yan's son, this is an insult to my personality and a trampling on my dignity by capital.

And most importantly,

When Lu Mingfei told this depressing thing to the old Tang in the Star Channel,

Old Don sent a message:

Ming Fei, cherish it, how many people want to be trampled on like this, and those who have money don't look down on him.

You have to cherish it.

Lu Mingfei looked at this sentence and smiled, he turned off the channel disdainfully, and walked alone.

His idea now is simple, and that is to write a novel.

Sign up to be a starting point writer,

Start coding words and write about 2,000 words a day.

I believe that it won't be long before Lu Mingfei will marry Bai Fumei and reach the pinnacle of life.

。。。。。。

Before I knew it, it was the third day, why didn't I sign a contract?

Why are readers scolding me?

What is this written about, what the hell?

It can be seen that the author should not have graduated from high school, otherwise he would not have been able to write such a sand sculpture plot.

This kind of fighting novel is outdated, and now writers write this kind of subject matter as if the Boxers joined the Qing Dynasty in their later years, and it is over.

Lu Mingfei looked at these three comments, he was so uncomfortable, the whole person was not good.

Is it easy for me to write 6000 words, me.

What's wrong with not graduating from high school, who said that you can't write novels if you don't graduate from high school, aren't people also writing online articles at the age of eighteen or nineteen.

And the doujin never goes out of style.

He angrily scolded the three comments, even so, Lu Mingfei did not delete the three comments, because there are only three in total, and one is one less to delete.

After that, he secretly logged on a trumpet and made a high-level comment: I think this senior high school student writes very well, but you don't know how to appreciate it.

He meowed, and after a few hours, he was actually scolded:

I suspect you're the author's trumpet, otherwise how would you know he's in his third year of high school.

Yes~~

Lu Mingfei's dream of writing a novel was broken at the first step: signing a contract.

After that, he persevered, typed another 2000+ words, and thought of an extremely ingenious idea, wanting to slap the faces of the three netizens, but he didn't expect that a day had passed.

The comment area is a pool of stagnant water,

Wow, why didn't anyone scold me anymore, and I'm a little unused to it.

Lu Mingfei was still a little happy in his heart, thinking that his article had conquered three young netizens.

Let me see how much I have to follow.

Ming Fei opens the mobile app: start reading, click on your own work, and turn to the last page,

A line of words popped up in front of the mobile phone screen:

Congratulations, you're the first person to finish reading this book.

Lu Mingfei wowed, almost didn't cry.

It turned out that the person who scolded him had already left.

Fuck it, how can I suffer such a grievance and not write.

Lu Mingfei threw away his phone, turned on his computer and started his live broadcast.

"Hi, everyone."

Whoosh, a rocket went straight to the top of the computer screen,

Lu Mingfei sighed quietly, and then immediately said with laughter:

"Thank you, this Mo Yan is the rocket I dropped,

Mo Yan, if you are a woman, I can supermarket you. ”

Opening Interstellar 2, he began the first battle,

Select the Terran and enter the competition.

An operation was devastating, and the opponent was defeated in ten minutes.

He vented all his anger in his heart towards the three netizens who posted bad reviews to his opponent.

Three hours passed quickly,

Lu Mingfei closed the live broadcast, the night was already deep unconsciously, and when he saw that the time was half past ten, he turned around and looked out the window, it was dark outside, and Mingfei was still a little lost.

The reason for his loss is simple, that is:

His lofty dream of online writing was shattered.