On August 25, 2020, he just called a friend to borrow money, but was rejected, Tang Wen climbed onto the roof of his community in depressed.

"Damn, I used to borrow money from me and Brother Tang, and Brother Tang called me, now I'll ask them for help, and they all pretend to be grandson."

Tang Wen, who snorted a few cold words, opened a can of pineapple beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer.

"Himmer, himmer, himmer..." Tang Wen killed half of the pineapple beer in one breath, then burped, and cursed: "What a bad thing, it's still TMD's bloating."

"Ah" Tang Wen, who sighed a long time, lay helplessly on the slightly hot concrete floor, looking at the sky speechless for a long time.

Tang Wen, Gender: Male, Hobby: Be a rich man. In this economic downturn, he was born in an e-commerce major and was opened by the company without any surprise.

He spent all his savings of 1,360 yuan in a month.

"Damn, I can't find a job this month, and I'm really going to go to the street to beg for food next month. Damn, I won't be so embarrassed if I don't buy this broken phone." Tang Wen looked at the fruit XS and MAX in his hand.

Suddenly I had the awareness of seeing through everything.

That's right, Tang Wen has a deposit of more than 10,000 yuan, but for this "broken mobile phone" of more than 8,000, he has become what he looks like now.

"I can't regret it." Tang Wen wanted to smash the culprit, but he still didn't have the courage.

Shaking his head, Tang Wen stood up staggeringly. Just as he was about to reach out to pat the dust on his butt, he suddenly slid forward silently in his arms.

"Damn it, I'm TMD's phone." Tang Wen bent forward instinctively to grab the phone.

"It seems like this is the 8th floor?" Before I could react, I heard a girl taking a shower across the street screaming at Tang Wen.

"Fuck, this guy is usually covered tightly, but he didn't even pull the curtains today."

"It's so big, so white..."

"bump."

The next morning, the TV station broadcast a news broadcast.

"Yesterday, a building jumping occurred in XXX Community in our city. The deceased, Tang XX, died drunk in XXX Community after being unemployed. After being rescued by a doctor, he died on August 26, 2020 due to ineffective rescue."

"The current wave of unemployment among college students has caused great pressure on college students. The relevant "bricks" call on everyone to care for the physical and mental health of the college student group."

Of course, Tang Wen didn't know about these things. Tang Wen fell from the upstairs and felt like he fell into a dark space. Although it was pitch black, Tang Wen found that he could see that he had been falling.

All this is indescribable.

I felt like I was falling all the time, and Tang Wen wanted to shout, but was surprised to find that he could not do anything. He could only endure his drowsy consciousness.

"Fuck, where is this damn?" Tang Wen felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.

"Sleep, sleep, you will know nothing when you fall asleep." A sudden voice suddenly rang in your mind.

"Persistence, perseverance is victory." Before Tang Wen could react, another voice suddenly came into his mind.

Tang Wen, who was still struggling, suddenly discovered that a small white aperture appeared in front of him.

Tang Wen, who saw the light again, seemed to hold a life-saving straw and tried desperately to approach the aperture.

As the aperture approached, Tang Wen's eyes were so thorned by the dazzling light that he could not open his eyes.

It seemed as if a century later, Tang Wen found that he could breathe again. So he struggled to open his eyes. The first thing that caught his eye was a white ceiling with an old-fashioned electric fan hanging on it.

Tang Wen turned his head hard and looked to the side, but it was a familiar and unfamiliar place.

"Fuck, why am I here?" Tang Wen turned his head and looked at the white ceiling, his heart twitching.

He is too familiar with this place and too unfamiliar.

"Mosquito, what's wrong with you? Have a nightmare? You didn't go to morning self-study today, and the old class got a little angry." A voice came.

After sitting up with the iron railings on the upper and lower bunks, Tang Wen looked at the man who was speaking with confusion.

"Hey, hey, hey? What's wrong with you mosquito? Isn't it just that the girl has a boyfriend? What's wrong with you?" The man who spoke up said shaking his hands in front of Tang Wen.

"Get out, I'm like that. Damn it was a stiff pillow last night and bring me some food at noon." Tang Wen took a deep breath and pretended to be calm and opened the man's hand.

"Fuck, it's fine. I thought you were seriously injured by Jiang Yun. OK, Dad is treating you to a drink at noon." The man said with a smile.

"Get out of here." Tang Wen said angrily and covered his head with a quilt.

After the man went out, Tang Wen began to look around. Suddenly, something next to the pillow attracted his attention.

"Damn, the phone has become a sting." Tang Wen looked at his OPPO phone and his heart was panicking.

If it were anyone, I had just experienced such an outrageous thing, but suddenly my phone started to make trouble again. No one could stand it. Tang Wen, who swallowed his mouth, slowly took his hand over.

"Online money-making games, don't have 9998 yuan, don't have 998 yuan, just 9.8 yuan to reach the peak of your life from now on. If you can't buy 9.8 yuan, you can't lose money or be fooled."

The sound from the phone almost caused Tang Wen to throw away his phone.

When I came back to my senses, I realized that it was a web page that came with my mobile phone.

"Damn, when did this P mobile phone turn on WAP by itself? Damn, what's this thing? TMD can't be turned off?" When Tang Wenzheng was about to close the web page, he was surprised to find that this thing had only the next step, and there was no closing button.

"What's the situation? When did OPPO still have a virus? Hey, something seems wrong. How does it show that it was in 2011?" Tang Wen, who came back to his senses, was surprised to find that the time on his phone was actually October 28, 2011.

"Has I TMD traveled through time?" Tang Wen, who came back to his senses, began to consult and search around.

"Fuck, Wang Bingbing puts her socks under her pillow again." After seeing a book on Marx's philosophy from a gay friend's bed, Tang Wen basically confirmed a situation.

I really traveled through time or was reborn, and the time was so good that I could not die. The day after I failed to confess my love in my first year of college.

Tang Wen vaguely remembered that after his confession failed, he survived for several days in the dormitory. As a result, his good friend took him out to marry, and TMD broke up again.

Later, I simply gave up on myself. Mom's love is not enough, but I still have games, right?

So Tang Wen became the otaku in the mouths of women. It was not until his sophomore year that the hungry Tang Wen found a short girlfriend to live a "happy" life for several years.

As a result, as soon as he graduated from college, the little girl actually dumped him.

Tang Wen, who gave up on himself, began to let himself go. He basically did everything he could eat, drink, whore and gambling except not gambling.

As a result, in two years, he squandered hundreds of thousands of dollars from his family and then went to the online loan to earn more than 100,000 yuan. My cousin, who was so angry that he was helping Tang Wen get ashore.

After getting ashore, Tang Wen lived a stable life for more than a year, and then he started to let himself go. He took a credit card student to trade stocks and futures. At the beginning, the goddess of luck took good care of him.

Later, I lost whatever I bought and lost whatever I bought.

In less than a month, I got TMD in my credit card more than 100,000 yuan.

This is the beginning of the scene.

While Tang Wen was still sighing, the web page on the OPPO mobile phone in his hand suddenly showed: "Congratulations to the host for successfully binding the last number of CCB 3775."

"Fuck." Before Tang Wen finished cursing, he saw a strange S icon suddenly appear on his phone. Curiosity made Tang Wen click on the icon.

After opening the software, it can be said to be simple and crude.

There are only two options, one is upgrade and the other is withdrawal.

Host: Tang Wen

Current balance: 1 yuan

After a while, it suddenly turned into 2 yuan, and before it could react, it turned into 3 yuan. After Tang Wen looked at it for a minute, the balance had already become 60 yuan.

"Fuck, what about playing fool?" Tang Wen cursed with a contemptuous tone. However, he still clicked the withdrawal doubtfully in his hand.

Suddenly a text message came from the phone.

"China Construction Bank, your card number with the last number 3775 is 60 yuan, and the current balance is 3060 yuan."

"This wave of profits is 1 yuan per second, 60 yuan per minute, 3,600 yuan per hour, 86,400 yuan per day? It is developed, developed." Tang Wen murmured to himself as he looked at the arrival text message on his mobile phone.
Chapter completed!