During the live broadcast of my engagement, I was called off by a wealthy family in public and became the laughing stock of the entire internet. They laughed at me for being vulgar and ignorant and not worthy of a high position.
I opened the live broadcast room with my backhand, restored the lost national treasure, and restored the ancient art. The master of traditional Chinese painting has certified me, the hacker emperor has called me his teacher, and the financial giant has treated me as his master.
Gradually, people discovered that the back of the goddess of national style who promoted intangible cultural heritage through live broadcasts became more and more like the ghost on the hacker list? Like a missing genius in mathematics? Like the archaeological team's secretive ancestor?
When all the layers of vest were peeled off, my ex-fiancé, who had abandoned me like a pair of worn-out shoes, was kneeling in the rain. And behind me, stood the entire family of the hidden boss, and the commander with a high status.
"Madam, which vest will you drop today?" He asked in a low voice. I looked at the camera: "Today, teach them what a civilization is."
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
