Wang Xiaopang's emotions, I don't know why, just rose so high, and, what's the use of saying so much, do you think I'll listen to it?

Hmph, just kidding, my brother won't listen, let me stay quiet for a while.

But then again, dreams or something? Could it be that my brother's dream is not to stay at home and be a quiet otaku?

Mo Tianzheng felt that it was impossible not to, deep down in his heart, the life he longed for the most was the life he was now! Carefree, he didn't have to think about anything, he didn't have to do anything, he lived like a pig. Huh, how do you feel weird about that?

Now, I have clearly lived the life I want, living in my dreams, is this kind of life not luxurious enough? Could it be that there is an even more luxurious way of life...... Well, it's definitely like that, I'll look into it again when I have time.

As for promises or something, can they be eaten as food? Isn't it similar to Chinese cabbage?

In Mo Tianzheng's thoughts, what to promise is the least worth mentioning, not to mention that he has seen a lot in his dreams, even if he lobbied, there are many such cases.

Mo Tianzheng thought about it, the things in the dream are very likely to be what he sees and thinks in reality, and they will appear in the dream, as the so-called, he thinks about it day and night, which is what it means, so when he thinks about it, he doesn't feel that the experience in the dream is any different.

Besides, the life he is living now is the life he dreams of in his dreams, the life he dreams of, and if you add a cup of instant noodles, then it will be even more perfect.

There is no doubt that dreams and promises are ethereal existences, which can be compared to real life. Even if life is shit, my brother will not give up life because of ethereal things. What's more, real life is not shit, so there is no reason to give up life and pursue an ethereal existence.

Oh, of course, if dreams and life don't conflict, he doesn't mind, chase after his dreams.

However, the reality is cruel, how can you get a return if you don't pay, and it is impossible to get a dream with an idea like Mo Tianzheng's now.

As for the wife-

Mo Tianzheng knew in his heart that if he could leave himself, no matter how much he said that he loved, it would be a lie, besides, he was like this, is there still love?

Mo Tianzheng felt that there was no love, so he ran away, and he didn't want to think about it. What's more, it's also good like this, only if she is happy, why bother herself?

Therefore, Mo Tianzheng did not change a little because of Wang Xiaopang's high mood, but he had to admit that Wang Xiaopang really cared about himself, and he still felt warm in his heart.

"Hey, do you have something to say?" Wang Xiaopang returned to Mo Tianzheng's side after apologizing to the nurse's sister, and said angrily when he saw that he was playing Dragon Fantasy OL again.

"Oh?" Mo Tianzheng stopped his busy movements and looked up, "What's the matter? What do you want me to say? dreams, promises, or women? Please, are you all boring?"

Wang Xiaopang was slightly stunned, his eyes were full of incredulity, and finally sighed: "Alas~ I knew, I should have known a long time ago that that thing had a flaw and was not finished yet, buddy, I'm sorry for you!"

Mo Tianzheng suddenly had goosebumps, and couldn't help but tremble, "You have something wrong, facing me, a big man, sensational wool?"

"Hahaha~" It seems that he is really sick, this is suddenly crazy, and I don't know if it will be contagious, my brother should stay away from him.

"That's right, I'm sick, I'm cold, if I wasn't sick, I wouldn't agree to you, if I wasn't...... "Wow, you say, can you not drop horse pee?"

Mo Tianzheng looked at Wang Xiaopang's shit-like appearance, sighed, took off the dragon fantasy OL, and said, "Okay, don't cry, it's okay if you're afraid of you, buddy? ”

Wang Xiaopang was stunned for a moment, grabbed Mo Tianzheng's shoulders excitedly, and asked, "Really? Do you really want to listen? Is this true? I'm so happy, buddy, I love you so much." ”

"Hey, hey, can you let go of your dog's paws? Your tearful and snotty dog paws are really disgusting, alas~ I have to find a nurse to change my clothes again. ”

"Sister Nurse~( ̄▽ ̄~)~" Wang Xiaopang suddenly floated.

"......" Mo Tianzheng was very speechless, he was still bleeding horse urine just now, and now he smiled lightly, did this pig use any brand of eye drops, so to speak...... Have I been deceived? Is it too late to change my mind now?

"Dude, now you've forgotten a lot of things, and that's probably a good thing, but there are some things you have to remember...... "Well, it seems too late."

Wang Xiaopang looked at Mo Tianzheng seriously and asked, "Dude, I'll make a long story short (Huh? I like this, fart.). Your dreams...... From small to large, the dream that has been pursued hard ...... "What is it, you are serious and serious, can you not stop?"

Wang Xiaopang coughed lightly, looking very solemn, and said: "You have worked hard for twenty-eight years (twenty-eight years, hell, my brother is only twenty-eight, it must be a lie.) I still haven't given up, so I don't want you to forget, and this year is your last chance. ”

I'm K, you mean, can you not fart? Hey, that seems weird.

"If you want to become a professional author, if you want to get a professional license, this is your last chance, buddy, do you really want to give up?"

"Wait, you mean, become an author?" Mo Tianzheng quickly reacted, feeling weird, what kind of dreams to write, hey, hey, hey, it's really enough.

Write something, forget it, I feel that I am either dying in the street, or dying in the street, what future can I have in writing? It hurts my brain and nerves, and it is not as happy as my current life.

"Yes, buddy, you've been working hard for twenty-eight years. Although your talent is a little low, and the chance of becoming an author is almost zero, you have said that you can only succeed if you work hard. Wang Xiaopang said.

"And then?" Mo Tianzheng smiled bitterly, feeling comforting or something, is it hitting himself?

Moreover, Mo Keer seems to have said, "Dad, you have no talent, mother's business will be handed over to Ke'er, and Ke'er will take her mother home." "It turns out that this talent refers to, the talent of writing.

I don't want to write, I really don't want to write, buddy, don't persuade me, whoever persuades me, who am in a hurry!

Then, you met your sister-in-law, and when you were with your sister-in-law, you gave up your dream...... "Yo, this is me, I know, how can I write."

However, before Mo Tianzheng was happy, Wang Xiaopang's next words hit him hard again, and the beginning of everything turned out to be starting with his feet.

(End of chapter)