I Really Don't Want to Be the Protagonist

Fushi Railway Station.

There is a lot of people and bustling. Although it is the off-season now, there is still enough traffic at the entrance of the train station.

A man wearing a white vest, black shorts, and dragging a large suitcase walked out slowly from the gate of the train station.

He is about [-] meters tall, tall, dark-skinned, and with his tattered adibas, he looks like a young man who has come to work in the city.

In fact, he is also like this, looking around, with novel eyes, cheap clothes, and pirated clothes.

Perhaps due to the butterfly effect, the time when Qin Feng arrived in Fushi was still slightly off, more than a day earlier.

That's right, this young man who looks like a wage earner is Qin Feng, the soldier king Qin Feng!

I'm afraid no one would have guessed, and no one would have noticed that this seemingly honest and honest boy turned out to be the king of soldiers of the Hua Kingdom, Qin Feng, who would kill thousands of people without changing his expression, and for whom countless underground forces in the West trembled!

"It's been a long time, Huaguo."

Qin Feng looked at the sky, and the sadness in his eyes was fleeting.

His figure was not tall, but at this moment it seemed to cover the sun in the sky.

"Hey, boy, come here, I'll give you a big advantage!"

At this time, a sneaky man slipped over and whispered to Qin Feng: "Look, this is the fruit 7 that just came out. I'm catching the next bus to go home now, but I don't have any cash with me, so I can sell my phone." for you?"

With that said, he turned on the phone, turned around, and unlocked it in front of Qin Feng, showing the fluency of an Apple phone.

"This is a real phone. It's absolutely true. I gambled and owed people money, and now I'm running home, but I don't have any cash on me, so there's nothing I can do. I only have this phone all over my body. Can I sell it to you?"

"I'm very straightforward. This phone costs seven or eight thousand when it's brand new. I've used it for less than a month. You'll definitely earn money if you buy it! Just take the two thousand!"

The man spoke urgently and kept showing the Guo 7 mobile phone in front of Qin Feng.

Qin Feng looked at him with amusement in his eyes: "Look at me, take a good look at me, do you look like a fool?"

The man was stunned for a moment: "Brother, why do you say that, I really have something urgent to do, and I'm in a hurry to run away!"

Qin Feng stopped talking, and his eyes gradually became cold.

The man was taken aback by Qin Feng's gaze. He didn't know if it was an illusion or what. He suddenly felt that the simple and honest young man in front of him was as terrifying as the black blind man he had encountered when he went up the mountain before!

"Well, if you don't buy it, don't buy it, why are you so fierce..."

This kind of feeling made the man dare not try again, he muttered in a low voice, and quickly left with his mobile phone in his pocket.

Qin Feng became no different from ordinary people again, with a simple and honest smile on his face, ready to leave.

But at that moment, his eyes suddenly lit up.

There are beauties!

Immediately, he saw the man running over, took out his mobile phone from his pocket in front of the beautiful woman, and muttered something, not knowing what he was talking about.

Qin Feng glanced at the beautiful woman, stopped his footsteps, and his eyes were burning.

I really didn't expect to meet such beauties at the train station, but it's really not many!

Immediately, he walked over slowly.

let's meet

I didn't expect that time passed so quickly.

It's time for this book to hit the shelves.

Maybe it's because I haven't felt the pressure of survival, maybe my parents' protection is too careful, maybe I'm too tired to keep writing and taking pictures all by myself.Although I am very happy to write this book sometimes, and I have enough motivation and responsibility to finish it, but before new things start, I will not update more than ten thousand words a day.

I really, really need your encouragement.

Even if you don't subscribe and watch pirated copies, you can comment to me "Come on, I'm optimistic about you." In my opinion, that's enough.

Not much.

Really.

There is no real empathy in the world, but, "Come on" is the same.

You think so too, right?

From the beginning to the present, there are more than two million words, and I have no name.

I've been up too long.

I don't know when I will see the final shore.During this lonely writing career, I feel that I am walking on a dark road, stepping on white salt under my feet, surrounded by silence, and alone.

This scene has been around for a long time.

Frankly speaking, this is still not the work I am most satisfied with, but it has been the work I think is most likely to succeed since I have written it for so long.

But when it didn't really work out, it couldn't settle my heart.

What I want, what I want to do, not much.

It is enough to give me a good income, no need to be famous or rich, and let me take my hobbies and my pure heart and leave my footprints on the road of life.

I've been looking, I've been looking, I've been looking for you!

But where are you?