My name is Lin Xiaobei. I am so poor that I only have instant noodles and my dream of being a screenwriter. I live in a ten-square-meter rental house.
Five League of Legends characters suddenly parachuted into the room: the top laner carried a sword, the jungler held a knife, and the mid laner wielded a staff.
They don't fight, they insist on acting as extras, and they say they can call teammates in the same position to help at any time.
I got a golden finger by accident, and I let them film skits, do housework, and even deliver goods live.
Galen repaired the computer, Li Qing swept the floor, and Ryze acted in an urban emotional drama, making her laugh out loud.
Others think I am filming, but in fact I am counterattacking in life.
I used to live on dirt, but now the whole Internet is following my "human theater".
They are not here to cause trouble, they are here to help me become the richest man and find true love.
From loser to billionaire, from social terror to national comedian, every step I take counts.
In this game, I finally defeated myself.
