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东北土炮三兄弟在2000
I Am The Dragon Warrior
In 2000, Tieling No. 1 Middle School, Grade 2 (3) class. Tang Desheng, Song Yang, and Liu Zhiguo, three poor boys who all dreamed of getting rich, were reborn overnight. With the memories of the next twenty years or so, they made the most important decision in their lives: to go south to Shenzhen. Setting up street stalls, speculating in stocks, engaging in real estate, and e-commerce-they haven't missed any of the trends of the times. When you have money, you buy a house, and you catch the woman. The three brothers who squatted together under the overpass to share a roasted sweet potato finally became masters in their lives. But I don't know since that day, the conversations at the wine table have become less and less, the phone calls have become shorter and shorter, and there are no gatherings during the New Year. Old Tang returned to Changchun to open a hardware store. Lao Liu was alone in Shenzhen, and his son disowned him in Shenyang. I'm still in Tieling, and I occasionally send voice messages. Some of them get a reply, and some don't. Others say that we are lucky and have caught up with the good times. Only we know: money is made, brothers are separated. This is a story about getting rich and getting separated. It feels really good to feel good, and it really hurts to feel pain.
In 2000, Tieling No. 1 Middle School, Grade 2 (3) class. Tang Desheng, Song Yang, and Liu Zhiguo, three poor boys who all dreamed of getting rich, were reborn overnight. With the memories of the next twenty years or so, they made the most important decision in their lives: to go south to Shenzhen. Setting up street stalls, speculating in stocks, engaging in real estate, and e-commerce-they haven't missed any of the trends of the times. When you have money, you buy a house, and you catch the woman. The three brothers who squatted together under the overpass to share a roasted sweet potato finally became masters in their lives. But I don't know since that day, the conversations at the wine table have become less and less, the phone calls have become shorter and shorter, and there are no gatherings during the New Year. Old Tang returned to Changchun to open a hardware store. Lao Liu was alone in Shenzhen, and his son disowned him in Shenyang. I'm still in Tieling, and I occasionally send voice messages. Some of them get a reply, and some don't. Others say that we are lucky and have caught up with the good times. Only we know: money is made, brothers are separated. This is a story about getting rich and getting separated. It feels really good to feel good, and it really hurts to feel pain.