The Nth Disappearance of My Wife

"It's still short of energy, go and look for laziness—" The demon stared at the crystal ball in his hand, and saw clearly that there was still a lack of energy.

"That's fine, I'll look for it, isn't it the seven deadly sins? I can find it." Cao Wen volunteered to find the host of lazy energy.

However, Cao Wen found that it is actually quite difficult to find a lazy person with the seven deadly sins, because the people here seem to like work very much. Every day at three o'clock and one line, a group of people get up early and go to bed late, always like a perpetual motion machine In endless work.

"Is it so difficult to find a lazy person? Why are these people so hardworking, all for the sake of living? But can they really change their class and change everything with such hard work? It's obviously very difficult, anyway, I can't see it Ah." Cao Wen only feels that everything around him is redundant, because most people will not be able to realize their dreams if they work hard for a lifetime.

I don't know how long it took to find the real suitable host of the Seven Deadly Sins, that is a beggar.

"Hey, do you want to destroy the world?" Cao Wen approached the beggar like a master salesman.

"I don't want to." The beggar refused directly.

"You have the power I want in you. It's really good. Don't you really think about it? Saving the world is difficult, but destroying the world is easy!" Cao Wen thought that the current human society should all know about evil spirits. , and went on with the trend.

"Who are you, if you give me money, then I will definitely try my best not to come here to look for your presence. I don't have time to play with cosplay lovers like you. I'm so busy that I don't look at me. Are you begging? Stay away from your second illness.” The beggar slapped the bowl in front of Cao Wen. He only had money in his eyes, but he didn’t destroy the world, nor save the world. It’s good for a beggar to be alive .

"I don't want money, how much do you want? I'll give it to you. You can destroy the world with me. If you can destroy the world with me, I'll do whatever you want." Cao Wen opened his wallet and took out stacks of money. Throwing a wad of banknotes into the beggar's bowl, the beggar's eyes lit up, and he knew that the beggar was moved.

"I didn't expect you to be quite rich. You are indeed a young man dressed in fashion like you. If I were as rich as you when I was young, I wouldn't have to be a beggar." The beggar glanced at Cao Wen with shrewd eyes. , Immediately put the money in his pocket again.

"Didn't you be lazy when you were young, but it doesn't matter. If you are diligent, then you are not the person I want to use. This is the source of our strength for you in the end. I believe you can use it well." Cao Wen silently handed the chip to the beggar, Cao Wen only felt that the beggar in front of him was probably a bug, a scum despised by human society.

"What is this, isn't it just a small black chip, which can gain power? Are you kidding me? Young man, don't be too conceited at a young age. Reality will hit you hard." The beggar took the chip but didn't know Among them, the beggar has also committed the most common mistake in the world, so as to be a teacher.

"Don't you realize who I am? A beggar doesn't read much news or newspapers. I'm a complete villain. I came here for your power. I want your power to take Come to destroy this world." Cao Wen thought that the whole world was full of evil spirits, but it was a pity that the 50-[-]-year-old beggar in front of him just couldn't see his identity as a big villain, which was not very fun.

"You are so funny. I don't know where you are from, so let's destroy the world together." The beggar took the chip. Although he didn't know what the chip represented, he always felt that the chip was not as good as the one in front of him. It's so ordinary, it seems that there is really a mysterious force that is pulling the heart.

Stories about beggars becoming beggars.

If hard work can change everything, who would not want to work hard, but the fear is that what you get after hard work is the skinny feeling of reality. In repeated failures, are you still willing to change everything?

Don't you want to live lazily?
The beggar was born in a brave and not very rich family. His parents are typical working class, so the beggar was much shorter than his peers from the beginning. He was an autistic boy with low self-esteem and coldness who didn’t like to communicate with others. .

The beggar longs for success, longs for youth and promise, and longs to get out of the current hell. He wants to become a master.

But everyone around him regards him as a monster, thinking that he is wishful thinking, that what kind of person gives birth to a child who is also a kind of person, his whole life is just a piece of garbage, his parents are all illiterate, and he always thinks that he can live Well, living is the most important thing.

Since childhood, beggars hope to have handsome toys, but their parents are unwilling to pay money and love to buy toys for beggars, so beggars can only look at those happy children holding exquisite and handsome toys from a distance. Everything he wanted but couldn't get.

The inferiority complex engraved in your bones, your parents think you are too old and want toys, and you don't see what kind of family you are.

But is a toy really that expensive?Is it true that you can't have one in your life?When I was young, it was a toy. When I grew up, it was a new mobile phone. For a long time, beggars used the old man’s mobile phone.

It's such a disgusting life, but parents think that what they give you is already good, and it's good to be alive. Later, when he was older, what he wanted to have changed from a mobile phone to a pair of trendy shoes, but this Still can't get it.

The beggar knows his specific situation, he knows that he really has no way to have these things, what he hates is what people around him are talking about.

"You don't have good academic performance, what books do you still study, why don't you obediently lighten the burden on your parents?"

"As long as you still want to be a singer, what do you think about? What do you still dream about? Let's daydream!"

No one believes in beggars, and the only one who believes in beggars in this world is himself. The beggar works hard to guard the child in his heart, which is the light in the beggar's heart.

The beggar went to a school whose tuition fee was not too high and was not considered good. He chose a major he didn’t like very much. It was chosen by his parents. No one cared whether he liked it or not. People obviously had no way to bring him more A good life, but he likes to plan a life that he can fail and be boring.

"The animation industry is very promising. What Chinese department do you study?"

"Your dad is doing it for your own good, you must read it, don't let your parents down."

With a stomach full of grievances, he packed his bags, had no way to go to poetry and distant places, and could only stay in a small city, because there was a so-called safe haven there, his dearest parents.

When I came to the campus, I found that domestic animation has long lagged behind that of Japan, and all those with real technical content are doing animation. How can it be possible to stay in school to teach and educate people?Even many so-called university professors don't even understand the conventions of animation, and they all go further and further on the road of nonsense.

There are so few talents majoring in animation design in key universities like universities, not to mention a school that he doesn't know the name of, coming here is nothing more than dawdling.

I don’t like to go home and meet a few good friends occasionally. Some of these people who read animation design want to do animation because they like to see animation, and some are forced by their parents just like beggars.

However, everyone doesn't like this school, and they don't like the pretentious teachers. These teachers pretend to be high-spirited shops, but they just hang out with dead wages. If any students get offended, they will punish them for copying books. The iron ruler hits the students' palms there. , regardless of gender.

The beggar still remembered that when he was in primary school, that school was regarded as a key primary school.

The funniest thing is that a classmate who was a beggar dropped out of school due to depression, but was brought back to school by his parents within a few days, holding a ruler longer and thicker than the iron ruler in the teacher's hand, and handing it to the teacher respectfully .

"Teacher, how can our child be sick? If she is disobedient, you can beat her hard, even if she is killed!"

In front of the whole class, the parent didn't give the child any sympathy, as if hitting could solve all problems in the eyes of these parents.

The classmate burst into tears in front of the whole class, but was slapped twice by his parents.

"Why are you crying? Are you promising? You're not promising at all, and you're depressed. Go to hell. You'll only threaten the person you love with death. Look at which one of your classmates got what? Depression?"

The beggar and the classmates next to him all lowered their heads, and the whole class watched silently. Isn't this parent the epitome of all parents?
"Parents, if your child has a problem, just go to see a doctor obediently. Hitting won't solve any problems. Your child is still young, so you can't solve it with violence. You can't solve anything like this. If your child doesn't obey You have to teach it well, you can’t hit the child all day long, if you beat the child in front of so many classmates, how can the child raise his head in the future.” The teacher hurriedly protected the child behind him, and began to reason with the parents. Affection.

The eyes of the parents staring at their children are still like cannibalism, which has not changed because of the teacher's words.

Later, the beggar heard that the depressed classmate committed suicide by jumping off the building.

Instead, the parent blamed his child for being so sensitive and ignorant.

Even if they are sad, they will not feel that they are wrong. On the contrary, the parents blamed the teacher for not teaching the child well, which caused the child to commit suicide by jumping off the building.

Later, the female teacher who liked to hold an iron ruler but was just putting on airs left, maybe it was because of the parents’ beatings that the teacher was forced to resign, and then a fat and plump male teacher came. About the same age as the children's parents.