Northeast Heavy Industry: the World of Old Iron

Knowledge changes destiny, and struggle makes dreams come true. This sentence has always been Bian Shuai's motto. However, the ideal is plump, and the reality is skinny. The 30-year-old Bian Shuai looked up to the sky and screamed, "My fate is up to me, not to God. Unexpected things happen... I am nothing if not..." "Brother! You have to stay calm! If you die, your fans will be sad..." Hao Jian comforted "It's a pity that no one cares about my beauty despite my great beauty! I really feel sorry for my ancestors..." Bian Shuai looked decadent. "Damn it! Brother, you have mastered your shameless temperament so well..." "Thank you Lao Tie! Thank you for your rocket! Brother, you are my benefactor... You are my Bole..." Bian Shuai in front of the computer camera immediately came to life. "Death!" "Loss of color" "Not dead?" "Hahaha! It's so shameless..." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.