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Mr. Zhang disappeared from the Internet for a while.

Recently, due to participating in the LOL star game, he returned to the public eye.

But no matter if he disappears or appears, the network will not forget his existence this year.

In his super words, there are tens of millions of wives waiting to be nursed every day with green eyes waiting for Zhang Xiaojian's latest materials, shouting that husband and husband we love you.

His news is still unattainable with an astonishing number of breaking volume and forwarding volume.

Not to mention his gossip, netizens have given full play to their imagination, and various rumors have never been cut off.

And his fans gave full play to Zhang Xiaojian's ability to dispel rumors and to spray people.

Whenever there is a small battlefield, they will forcefully criticize and spray the boring gossip creators to deny their mothers.

However, since the All-Stars, Mr. Zhang has disappeared again, and there is no sign of him. After several days, Mr. Zhang's cool and handsome appearance on the All-Stars, Zhang Xiaojian made a blog when the fans didn't know how to pass the time.

"Do you have dreams, I want to invest in dreams!"

So countless fans entered the battlefield for the first time.

Countless wife fans said that "my dream is you" sour the old man's teeth.

Of course, there is no lack of serious answers to the questions.

Many people said, "My dream is to spend money without working!"

Zhang Xiaojian replied——you are not me, obviously you want to eat...

A small number of netizens died in anger, and most of them had so-called dreams.

——Mr. Zhang My dream is to lay down work and return to field life.

Zhang Xiaojian's reply-come on...

——Mr. Zhang, my dream is to buy two bags of instant noodles and toss one bag after eating.

Zhang Xiaojian's red envelope is given out for four yuan, buy two yuan a bag...

——Mr. Zhang, my dream. My dream is to pee against the wind, but now I am peeing with the wind.

Zhang Xiaojian replied-I don't have your troubles.

——Mr. Zhang, my dream is to be as rich as you!

Zhang Xiaojian replied-everything in his dream.

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After watching for a full ten minutes, Zhang Xiaojian found that his words were wrong, no, where did this special go? Why are there so many sand sculpture netizens.

But since there are so many comments, let's look at it again.

So not long after, he finally found a creative dream!

——Mr. Zhang, our university often cooks dark dishes. I often come up with an idea. It would be great if we could gather the dark dishes from various universities in China and open a store. Then I watched the diners find it difficult The appearance of the pharynx may be very happy.

Lying on the grass, this is fine.

Zhang Xiaojian thought about it carefully. What is the main focus of the restaurant? Except for the high-end restaurants that sell environment and service, everything else depends on taste.

Bringing China's dark dishes together is bound to be a wave of reverse operations, and there will be big compensations.

So he called Luo Tengfei first, and after explaining some things, he left a message-brother, I have an idea, I voted for this project, please send a screenshot of our chat box to LUO. Second fool, he will talk to you Talk about investment matters.

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The sender of this message who was sitting in the university cafeteria was named Mao Fei, an ordinary senior. She was a girl, not Zhang Xiaojian’s little brother.

Today, her school cafeteria cooked a dish called Braised Salted Fish in Durian Sauce.... The smell of it made her feel stupid.

Then I bypassed this terrible stall, ordered a rice bowl with three fresh foods, and swiped Weibo while eating. After seeing Mr. Zhang's Weibo, she spit out skillfully.

Who would have thought that the messages that were sorted very late were actually replied by Mr. Zhang.

And who could have thought that Mr. Zhang actually supported her in this whimsical thing, saying that he would invest in her...

Mao Fei, who was holding the rice spoon, was stupid again. He carefully determined that it was the deity of Mr. Zhang several times. Looking at the ID in his message, she uncontrollably added Luo Tengfei’s Weibo and sent her to Zhang. The screenshot of the total conversation was sent in a private message.

The person whose ID is luo. The second fool replied-how many people are in the founding team and how big is it going to be?

Mao Fei: "..."

What is the founding team and how big is it?...Are you asking how many dark-cooking stores I want to open?

After thinking for a while, she decided to tell the truth-I'm just a student...

The reply came quickly again.

——The country encourages college students to start their own businesses, and Mr. Zhang will give you full support, don’t be afraid, and express your ideas.

At this moment, Mao Fei felt that the opposite luo. The second fool is really a second fool, is this a trick for me to be deceived?

But... this is the ID issued by Mr. Zhang. Could it be that Mr. Zhang's number was stolen?It is possible!

With this idea, Mao Fei asked weakly-don't you need to pay a deposit?

luo. The second fool replied——.........You don’t think I’m a liar, do you?

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When Luo Tengfei and Mao Fei were fighting wits, Zhang Xiaojian was still digging for interesting projects that he had never seen before but could still lose money.

Especially after his deity replied to Mao Fei, the comments on Weibo finally stopped being so off-track.

All kinds of serious messages are here.

——Mr. Zhang, I want to open a hotel, the kind without a small card, find a place with green mountains and rivers, to give passers-by a little warmth and an inch of beautiful scenery.

Zhang Xiaojian did not reply, but commented in his heart, not interesting enough.

——Mr. Zhang, my dream is to do finance. I have won many battles in the stock market. Now I am short of a large amount of funds to trade, so you can be sure that you will be full.

Zhang Xiaojian commented in his heart that after repeated battles and wins, he can't vote.

——Mr. Zhang, I have an idea. My family has an ancestral recipe for cakes. If I work hard, it will work.

Zhang Xiaojian... Did a foreigner in your family make pastry cakes?

Disappointed, Zhang Xiaojian read a few hundred more, most of which were too ordinary, and ordinary means that you can actually earn it if you work hard. Such a deal is not reliable at all.

Fortunately, a message finally washed his eyes.

——Mr. Zhang, I have a dream. I heard that the US emperor will sell retired aircraft carriers. I want to buy them, drive back to China, and stop on the beach in Sanya for tourism.

Zhang Xiaojian is lying on the grass, this is reliable!

So I left a message-brother, you have a good idea, but whether you can buy it back may be another matter, but people, always have dreams, please screenshot our dialog box and chat privately with LUO. Two fools, Maybe we can really buy the aircraft carrier back for tourism!

Zhang Xiaojian shocked countless netizens instantly when this message came out.

Netizens took a closer look, first the dark dishes, and then the retired aircraft carriers. They all have one thing in common, at least they must be unexpected and unique.

So the sand sculpture netizens began to think hard.

What is special what is creative?

What is the sand sculptor career that Mr. Zhang can admire?

Under Zhang Xiaojian's correct guidance, netizens finally started to fly.