A Journey to the Heavens Starting from Tushan

The difference between ordinary people and normal authors and water gods. How to water 1. How ordinary people write: I put the battery into the flashlight. 2. The normal author's writing: I stuffed two AA batteries into the somewhat worn flashlight. 3. How to write the Water God: Now, I have an old-fashioned flashlight in my hand. Holding it, I felt uneasy. I looked at it and found that, like other old-fashioned flashlights, it had a cover on the hip that could be opened by rotating. When I opened the lid, as I expected, I was speechless when I faced the empty space inside. My brows furrowed tightly, and the feeling of wanting to commit suicide by throwing myself into a lake hit me from all directions. Because I was faced with a difficult choice - go downstairs and buy two batteries, or find two batteries at home. Where in life is there no trouble? Although it is daytime and I haven't had breakfast yet, as an old-fashioned flashlight, it does not have two AA batteries in it, which is very, very unreasonable. Has anyone heard of such a thing? How could I allow something that no one had ever heard of to happen? ? I'm human too! I have feelings too! ! ! It's just... Making a choice is really, really hard. When I go downstairs to buy batteries, I have to put on clothes and pants, I have to be careful that I forgot to bring my keys, I have to avoid speeding cars on the street, and I have to be wary of meteorites in the sky. Thinking of this, I am speechless... But if you look for it at home, my dear friends, after this age, who else still has AA batteries in their home? I thought about it over and over again, and was in a dilemma. I thought about it for almost two hours. . . . Finally, I couldn't help but let out a deep sigh. Well, I can only put these two AA batteries in my pocket. These two batteries were a token of love given to me by my first girlfriend. I thought I didn't have to make such a sacrifice, but it wasn't true. Everyone was involved in the whirlpool of flashlights and batteries. Life is a life of solving problems. If you have an old-fashioned flashlight and its center of gravity is not right, just put the battery in it.

What the hell, fat sheep? Isn't Wang Yu a poor orphan? And he is also unemployed. Can he be called a fat sheep? Couldn't that little gangster have taken someone's money and deliberately come to cause trouble? Or, in their eyes, anyone who can give money is already a fat sheep?

This is my first time writing a fanfic. I can tell you if there is anything wrong with it.

The author doesn't read enough. Can you add a few more chapters a day? Just add more, I have a little loli here for you to choose.

Xia He, Xia He, accept Xia He. I haven't read the novel of the heroine Xia He yet😣

Well, Wang Yu's experience was really ups and downs. He was just squatting in a pit to solve major life problems, but he suddenly traveled back in time to a very poor orphan. At this time, the company was about to lay off employees. Wang Yu was lucky enough to win a lottery. As a result, he accidentally killed a mosquito when he returned home, and turned on the most powerful assistance system.

Update update update update update! ! ! !

This plot change is really disgusting. The main character has no IQ and looks like a retard. I'm really speechless.

I admire you. I have never seen such a coward in my life. I said I bullied Tushan Yaya before, but she turned out to be a coward before.

Caring little secretary and housekeeper, clear eyes