The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted

Jingle bell, the phone rang.

Ans Air, oh no, it was Mo Xinghong who opened his eyes and turned off the alarm clock.

He sat on the bed in a daze, with countless images flashing in his mind, and he couldn't tell whether he was Jinlong Ansi Er on Vasiloa Road or Mo Xinghong, an ordinary Blue Star worker.

"Did Zhuang Zhou dream of butterflies? Lucid dreams?"

Mo Xinghong lowered his head and looked at his fragile human body under the quilt, and muttered in a low voice.

The strange picture in his mind was as if it was covered with a layer of gray fog, but the memory of twenty years of life was clearly visible.

The gods, the magic capital, the church, Sandro, Elena...

Mo Xinghong hooked the corner of his mouth and smiled: "It seems that I should watch less dragon writing recently. This dream is too real."

Of course, the game still has to be played, and his Yasuo has yet to get a pentakill.

It was getting late, Mo Xinghong remembered that he had to go to the talent market for recruitment today, and hurriedly took off the quilt and started to wash and eat breakfast.

Wearing a suit and leather shoes, a tie, and a briefcase with a resume in his hand, Mo Xinghong felt that his free soul had been bound by this outfit, and he couldn't breathe.

But he didn't have a better option either.

Mo Xinghong played games for four years in an ordinary undergraduate university until he graduated. He originally thought about taking the postgraduate entrance examination for another three years, but he didn't expect that the number of internal exams was serious and the number of people in the postgraduate entrance examination army exceeded expectations. Without exception, he did not. Take the exam.

His family is not well-off, his parents are just **** in a small 18th-tier city, barely supporting a family, and there is no way to support him to continue the postgraduate entrance examination.

No way, I missed the Spring and Autumn Recruitment before, and now I can only find a small rental house to live in after graduating from college.

After finally getting on the subway in the morning rush hour, Mo Xinghong stood for two hours and finally arrived at the talent market. The talent market was already crowded.

Because he knew how much he had studied in college, he just had a degree, and it didn't matter whether his major was right or not, so Mo Xinghong was hungry. Anyway, if he was a company, he would submit a resume and cast a wide net to catch fish.

"I already understand your information, go back and wait for the news."

The middle-aged woman in business attire, with a face thick enough to scrape off dumplings, looked at Mo Xinghong's resume, her eyes flashed with disdain and ridicule, she waved her hand casually, and said to Mo Xinghong in a formulaic statement .

Mo Xinghong sensitively captured the disdain of the recruiter towards him, and there was a faint anger in his heart.

If I were the golden dragon in my dream, I would tear her apart when I met this kind of human being. Mo Xinghong suddenly flashed this thought.

But this is not a dream, this is reality. He is not a tyrannical golden dragon, just an ordinary person.

Mo Xinghong suppressed his anger and responded with a polite smile, "I'm sorry to bother you."

Then turn around and go to the next company.

His politeness is not for the recruiter in front of him. Since the middle-aged woman doesn't like his education, she naturally won't give him a high look because of his politeness.

The reason why Mo Xinghong was gentle and polite was purely to impress other recruiters, even though other recruiters didn't care what happened to them.

It's so hard for a small person to live, even if he sticks his hot face on someone else's cold ass, it's just barely surviving.

As Mo Xinghong walked towards the next company, he recalled the strange dream he had last night.

The human beings in the other world in the dream, whether under the governance of the Western Continent Magician Association or under the control of the Eastern Continent Church, the people at the bottom always live numbly and numbly.

At that time, as a golden dragon in the dream, he had no sympathy at all, but in reality he was one of the objects that needed to be sympathized with.

......

I bought a cheap lunch at the talent market for lunch, and then applied for the job in the afternoon.

After graduating, Mo Xinghong realized how far people were involved.

Twenty years ago, even a college graduate would be rushing for it.

But nowadays, Mo Xinghong, a student who graduated from an ordinary one, has difficulty finding a job.

It's not that he can't find a job at all, mainly because some companies can ask him, but they are recruiting interns. The monthly salary is more than 1,000 yuan, which is almost equivalent to free labor, even less than migrant workers.

Of course, migrant workers can bear hardships and stand hard work, and most of the jobs Mo Xinghong is looking for are not physical work.

But this is not even comparable to the salary of going to the electronics factory to make screws. Mo Xinghong really doesn't know how these companies have the face to offer such salary.

Even so, when Mo Xinghong asked them to increase their salary a little, the other recruiters behind him expressed that they could accept the salary.

Well, it's probably a scam company.

Mo Xinghong thought about it and walked away. He felt that he was still young. If he chose a job with no future, he might as well go back to his hometown to find a job and start retirement.

On the other hand, there are other jobs with high salary and good salary, but the required degree is at least a master's degree, which also makes Mo Xinghong understand why so many people take the postgraduate entrance examination.

However, according to the speed of this volume, I am afraid that only a doctor can be regarded as a "talent" in the future.

Taking the subway back to his small rental house, Mo Xinghong fell on the bed with a faint musty smell, and he didn't even bother to take off his shoes.

The amount of exercise in just one day today is far more than in the past four years.

After sleeping for about half an hour, Mo Xinghong was woken up by the loud closing of the door from the couple coming home next door. The sound insulation of the old house was really bad.

There was a little bit of wake up in his heart, and it was completely dark when he looked up.

Only then did he realize that he had taken off his tie without even taking off his suit and shoes.

After taking a shower and changing into relaxed pajamas, Mo Xinghong suddenly felt hungry.

He didn't go to open the refrigerator because he knew he couldn't cook.

He took out a bag of instant noodles, or the old phlegm pickled cabbage noodles. Mo Xinghong's face collapsed when he remembered the recent crazy pictures on the Internet.

He bought a whole box for cheap!

This wave has made the already poor family even worse.

After removing the sauerkraut buns, the rest should still be edible, Mo Xinghong thought to himself.

But then a feeling of suffocation came. In the dream, he was served by a servant when he was eating, and he cooked delicious food for him every day, and it was not the same.

While Mo Xinghong was waiting for the instant noodles, the young couple next door started a day of activities.

Mo Xinghong:......

Damn it!

He suddenly remembered why he was so conservative in his dreams. There were so many beautiful girls in his dreams, but he didn't seem to be interested at all. The golden dragon in the dream was only interested in gold and silver treasures.

Mo Xinghong is also interested in money, but what he likes is the social value that money brings, while the giant dragon in the dream just likes shiny treasures.

I was really tired today. Mo Xinghong felt a heavy feeling of exhaustion from his heart. He had no interest in using traditional craftsmanship. He just put on his earphones and turned on the computer irritably.

The instant noodles will be ready for a while, don't worry, start the game first.

When he opened the familiar icon, Mo Xinghong had a rare season in his heart. He felt as if he hadn't played this game that he had been thinking about for more than ten years.

In retrospect, this game has been with him for more than ten years, and he used to be a real "primary school student".

Most of the avatars in the friends list have not been lit in years.

However, he was lucky today. The roommate who played games with him in the university was still online today.

Mo Xinghong hurriedly typed.

Gangzi, how about going back home? 】

Feng Gang: What else can I do? That's it. My father arranged for me a position as a small civil servant and asked me to work honestly for two years. I recently transferred a house and a car to my name, so I hurriedly went on a blind date to find a daughter-in-law to live in peace and stability for the rest of my life. 】

Mo Xinghong felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, because his family background was different from his birth.

Even if he went back to his hometown, he would just live with his parents, and then find a small company to mess around with. If he was lucky, he might find a daughter-in-law who had no requirement for RV deposits.

It's sour, Gangzi, with a car and a house, a stable job, a civil servant, and a bright future. 】

Feng Gang: What am I? You don't know that guy Wang Yulong will directly inherit a company worth hundreds of millions when he goes home, and shows off his wealth in the circle of friends every day. 】

Wang Yulong was also a member of their dormitory. Because of his extremely exaggerated style and not returning to the dormitory every three days, he did not have a good relationship with Mo Xinghong and the others.

Later, it is said that he bought a small villa around the school, moved out of the dormitory, and changed his girlfriend every three days.

People's lives are good, hahaha. 】

Mo Xinghong pretended to be indifferent. In fact, he had already closed the circle of friends because he couldn't stand Wang Yulong's drunken life.

Whether or not his parents have financial power is not something he can decide. He is jealous if there is any way to change it.

A person's background almost determines his whole life. The more Mo Xinghong grows up, the more he can feel the weight of this sentence.

Feng Gang: Don't talk about his second-generation rich, do you know how well Yang Tianru has been getting along recently? After his research, he was valued by an academician-level big man, and he was ready to accept key cultivation! 】

Although he is a strange person, he is indeed a genius. 】

Mo Xinghong typed and replied with a heartfelt sigh.

Yang Tianru is a legendary figure in their entire school. He scored zero in Chinese in the college entrance examination, and he just passed the English test, so he can pass the first grade.

After entering the school, in addition to reading and studying, all day long, I used a pen to draw and sketch.

In my junior year, I began to publish articles in various academic journals. I heard that I won some awards in my senior year, and I was praised by the school.

This is a genius. Although he does not have a good family background, he can still obtain treatment beyond ordinary people with a gifted and intelligent brain.

If it was placed in the magic capital, Yang Tianru said that he could become a legendary magician, and Mo Xinghong couldn't help thinking.

But most people are still like him. If you want talent but no talent, and want your family to have no family, you can only force Hukou in the struggle.

Mo Xinghong suddenly understood why he had the strange dream last night. A golden dragon with an extremely powerful talent, who can become a superpower by sleeping every day, isn't this what everyone fantasizes about?

Shaking his head and returning to reality, he asked as he typed as he did in college.

Are you free to play games now? Here comes a stone man, I am Yasuo, this time I will be able to kill five. 】

Feng Gang: No, I just took time to play a game, and I happened to have a chat with you. I have to meet my blind date right away. 】

Although he was a little disappointed, Mo Xinghong replied.

Well then, I wish you success! 】

Feng Gang: OK, I'll invite you over for a wedding party in a few months and see your sister-in-law. 】

Seeing the familiar head turn gray, Mo Xinghong suddenly felt an indescribable sense of loneliness, and hurriedly took a sip of instant noodles.

The world is difficult, it's better to be a dragon!

He sighed in his heart while eating instant noodles.

But it was all a dream, just a dream. Is it really a dream?

Mo Xinghong was puzzled. He had never had such a real dream, but before he could think about it, the computer had already matched his opponent.

The computer hadn't entered the selection page for a moment, but Mo Xinghong had already used his excellent intuition to place the mouse on the position where Yasuo would appear, and lightly clicked.

"Death is like the wind, always with me."

As the language prompt appeared, an icon of a prodigal son appeared on Mo Xinghong's Summoner's head frame.

Fortunately, my eyes are fast and my hands are fast, he sighed with joy in his heart.

There is no doubt about the quality of the black iron man. Mo Xinghong looked at the two junglers on the left and right, Yin Zerier who was on the road, and Eye of the Void who was walking down the road~www.readwn.com~ Well, confirm Looking at the eyes, it is a segment that the strongest king can't escape from the single row.

Mo Xinghong controls Yasuo to come to the middle tower, and the opponent is the child Jie with the Yuan plan skin.

Looking at the blue jacket of his original Pi Yasuo, and the gorgeous tech-style skin on the child's Jie, Mo Xinghong was not panic at all.

His Yasuo is 82 to Zed, and the skin does not provide attribute blessings.

This is what he likes most about this game, no matter how much money you charge, the same hero will never have higher attributes than others.

Mo Xinghong can find a rare trace of equality and a trace of hope of winning.

fifteen minutes later.

Mo Xinghong looked at his screen that went black again, and couldn't help but wonder if he was playing a black and white game.

The record in the upper right corner has reached an astonishing 0210, and the opposite Hokage Tribulation is already superb.

At a critical time, the quality of our **** iron man was reflected. Although Mo Xinghong was holding the keyboard alone and fighting for the sake of his ancestor's eighteenth generation, none of his teammates surrendered.

Even if the opposite Hokage Tribulation has already begun to abuse the spring, but the teammates still have to resolutely not surrender for their own backbone.

Finally, the super soldier on the opposite side couldn't bear the sinful behavior of the heroes, so he waved his hand and knocked out the crystal on Mo Xinghong's side.

Well, although hero balance is very important in this game, there is still a gap in the skills of summoners.

Mo Xinghong hopes that the designers of League of Legends will consider a new rank so that he can better adapt to his opponents.

The enthusiasm and joy in Mo Xinghong's eyes did not diminish when he clicked the next button.

The reason why life can survive in the world, joy is an essential reason.

Although he is incomparably powerful in the other world in his dream, he lacks entertaining games.