I Really Don't Want to Be Lazy

At seven years old, you entered primary school. On the day you enter school, you are bullied by a fifth-grade child. You can't beat me, so I swore bitterly in my heart, thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river. Thirteen years old, you are at the peak of sixth grade. After years of martial arts training, you still have the aura of a naughty kid every time you breathe in and out. Like those fifth-grade kids, even three of them are no match for you. At this time, you meet the strong people in the junior high school level. Even the weakest junior high school strong people, their strength is by no means comparable to yours. And in this realm, you have enough financial resources to buy two packs of spicy strips! It's so scary. So you make up your mind to enter junior high school. At the age of sixteen, you have reached the state of junior high school, through years of study and hard work. You already look down on your classmates who are at the same level. The usually elusive high school realm is the direction that a strong person should move forward. At the age of eighteen, you discovered the reason why there are so few strong people in high school. It turns out that due to the limitations of the laws of heaven and earth, only a few people in each generation can pass the test of the college entrance examination. Those who pass will completely lose their mortal bodies and enter the university realm. Received blessings from higher education institutions. Those who fail to pass will lose this opportunity and become adults. In ancient times, some of them could also become the most powerful people and obtain the Great Way. But in the current world trend, where the vitality of heaven and earth is so thin, it is almost difficult. If you go with it, you will be ordinary, if you go against it, you will become an immortal. You must seize this opportunity. After graduating from college, you suddenly find that the people around you are all college students. At this time, your girlfriend of four years actually belongs to a huge family power. In their eyes, you without financial resources are like an ant. The family promised their girlfriend to a young master of a large family business. You were forced to leave your girlfriend temporarily. You just remember that Lihua Daiyu's girlfriend made a three-year contract with you. You recall the shame, the powerlessness, and the pain you experienced that day in elementary school. Your heart is roaring, roaring. The veins on my hands are bulging. When I return, I will stain the sky with demon blood! In order to become stronger in a short time, you chose the Internet. From then on, you enter a big company and get the guidance of a big boss. Even the time spent sitting on the toilet is used to study. As he continued to grow stronger, he discovered a shocking secret. From then on, he started his own business. I have encountered despair and encountered danger. From Beijing to Shanghai and then to Shenzhen, I have seen strong people working hard in the adult realm, gained life experience from the guidance of a mysterious old man, and talked about the genius who died young after graduating from college. They all become your strength to move forward. Three years later, everything was calm and peaceful at the woman's home. Do you think he will come? Hearing this sentence, my girlfriend felt a little bitter in her heart. In the past three years, she has refused many blind dates arranged by her family. Now it's almost reaching its limit. The sun is almost setting. Is it just a disappointment after all? At this time, a huge and trembling breath came to my girlfriend's home. The mother-in-law's face changed slightly at the sound of the mount. Their family had been in business for many years, but in the end it was just a small branch of the family. She had seen Bentley, the patriarch of the big family, from afar, and she would never forget that voice in her life. But this sound is different. The father-in-law suddenly thought of something, his face turned pale and he started to tremble, this was impossible. How can you do it. No matter how hard I try for half my life, I can't overcome it. Father-in-law and mother-in-law, you are well. A man's voice sounded. Sure enough, a golden dragon Rolls-Royce came down from the doorstep. Suddenly there was silence in the house, and the mother-in-law asked cautiously where the house was. The answer was, Taiyi Xianfu (urban area) in the magical city, so Mother Wen lowered her head in shame and arranged for the wedding, and the young couple needless to say. Another year passed, and on this day a man named Ma wearing glasses rode a penguin to visit. After some pleasantries, you are invited to enter the new map Zhengdao Alliance (Internet Conference). As soon as you enter, you find that there are about dozens of people present, and their strength is unfathomable. One can hear that I am not interested in money and I have not received a salary for a month. Set a small goal and earn 100 million first. My face is busy and I don't know whether it is beautiful or not. Things like that. You can't help but be stunned for a while. Recalling what I saw and heard along the way, it feels like a lifetime ago.

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This book can be said to be very good! ! It's logical, funny, and humorous, and the protagonist's character is well portrayed! That bitch should look like something to behold! But it's unreasonable for such a good book to have lukewarm results!

Let's first talk about how many chapters are released in a day, and then how many chapters are repaid in a day, and then think about how many chapters are still owed. Why do I feel that the author is going to ruin this book, otherwise would he have finished repaying it without breaking out? Isn't it to leave a book behind when it's finished?

How tall is Yang Xiaoman in the author's mind?

The characters in the book have distinct personalities and the plot is new. I don't want other novels to have cliché plots and no feeling. Your book has rich emotional lines, Yang Xiaoman's willfulness, and Xu Mang's extreme care. They all give people a different feeling. Although I am not rich, I will definitely support the original version of this novel in the future. Come on! The author.

This book is a self-abuse novel. The protagonist is a complete loser and has no self-awareness. The book is not interesting or enjoyable. Yang Xiaoman's character is not good either. I only read 9 chapters and couldn't stand it anymore. There is only one sentence in this book: the ratings are based on brushing.

The protagonist is set to have an IQ of 0, and the novel is probably a mindless novel.