Kuaishou's Heart Attack Battle Reborn

Some things, if you don't have them at birth, you won't have them in your life.

When Xi Hui saw this sentence on the Internet for the first time, he was stunned.

This is quite right, look at those luxury cars, there are tens of millions.Struggle for a lifetime, can you afford it?

There are self-made people, but there are too few of them. They are even known because of their rarity, and they have become inspirational cases one after another.

Xi Hui is an ordinary man with no money. The modern information explosion makes him unable to forget the phantom of prosperity in the world of flowers.

He had a wonderful boyhood.He looks good, and naturally received a lot of care and expectations, so that he was always dissatisfied with his current situation after graduating from university.

But his self-esteem did not allow him to sell sex.Mutually.

He is not willing to be ordinary, but he is also a person with great eyesight and low abilities.He said to himself why he should look down on the ordinary life that most people live in peace, while looking up at the gorgeous and noisy world.

The gap between ideal and reality made him restless.

His roommate is a great gamer, but Xi Hui thinks he has no ambitions at all.The master always picks his own feet, laughing and torturing the rookie opposite him to death. It seems that he has never thought of making a lot of money by relying on his game skills.

Xi Hui played games with Dashen to forget the dissatisfaction of reality.In one game, Xi Hui and Dashen took two rookies to torture each other.

Then the four of them continued to form a team to play black games, winning one after another.

Xi Hui and they became friends on the Internet.

In fact, those two people spoke very bluntly, and never cared about other people's opinions in the game, vaguely superior to others.

And they spend a lot of money, not to say that they spend a lot of money on games, but they are relentless where they should spend money.

Xi Hui keenly saw the difference between these two people.He remembered a sentence he had seen before: "How to meet rich people and be friends with them? Play games. Only games have no class. Ordinary people can play, and rich people can also play."

Just at this moment, one of the two jokingly expressed that he wanted to invite Dashen and Xi Hui to dinner, and Xi Hui thought that he should not give up this opportunity.

He immediately said he wanted to participate.After a while, one of them sent a "╮(╯_╰)╭" expression.

Later, Xi Hui asked carefully, and they finally sent the address.

The Great God shook his head and said that he didn't want to go, Xi Hui ignored him, but ignored the Great God's dissuasion, spent his savings to buy a high-end suit and rent a decent luxury car.

He didn't want to be looked down upon—and forgot that doing so made people laugh.

He dressed himself up like a successful man, and stepped into a completely different world.

He tried to hide his trepidation, tried to project his confidence, but he realized he was wrong.

— Nobody wears a suit to a fun party.

He was dressed in a high-end suit, among a group of second generations wearing expensive and casual clothes, he looked ridiculous like a clown on stage.

He saw Fu Ziyu - one of the two of them burst out laughing.

"Are you here to discuss business, little brother?"

The other of the two - Darren, the inch-cut man, pulled him maliciously to sit in the middle of the second generation.

"Don't say that, Ziyu. He—isn't he just here to discuss business? Let me tell you, how much are you going to sell your game technology for?"

"Or, are you here to sell yourself—"

There was laughter from people around.

Fu Ziyu sat on the table in front of him with his legs crossed.

He propped his chin, and the doll's face showed a smile that made people fall into the abyss: "how about it, be my good friend, I will give you many sets of clothes like this, and then you can come to this kind of party anytime, anywhere——" How are we playing?"

He made no effort to hide the teasing and contempt on his face.

Xi Hui didn't know how he sat down among a group of second generations who made fun of him.

Fu Ziyu handed him wine, and he just took one glass after another in a daze.

He overestimated himself, he couldn't be like the protagonist in the novel and be buddies with others after a party, and he will be on the rise from then on.

Mustering up the courage to get rid of Fu Ziyu's arm that was pretending to be close to him, Xi Hui staggered to the bathroom.

His head was in a daze, and he fell into the sink, so that he could hardly tell whether it was tears or running water that flowed from his eyes.

Too bad to live, he thought.

He closed his eyes and poured water on his head like a self-torturing self, until there was a heavy landing sound in his ears.

Then there's the extreme silence.

He opened his eyes blankly, only to find himself in another place.

He is no longer the ordinary citizen Xi Hui who needs to be cautious and climb up step by step. He is now Liang Qisi, the young master of the Liang family in the capital.

Some people are born with huge wealth, like Liang Qisi, besides wealth, they also have power.

Xi Hui imagined what would happen to him if he was the second generation.After he became Liang Qisi, he was excited, happy, bewildered and fearful.

He opened the closet and pulled out those clothes one by one, each of which was a luxury brand worth tens of thousands.

He walked around the luxurious villa, counting the unnamed furniture.

He rushed into the garage and drove all those four-seater luxury cars and two-seater supercars.

He couldn't wait to show the world his money, his power.

He subconsciously put the fact that these things did not belong to him behind him, and was forgotten along with his poor self.

When he finally had enough of showing off, he remembered the self who had been left behind.

Only then did he suddenly come to his senses, since he was in this body, would it be him, Liang Qisi, or dead?

He made a phone call to himself, and he heard voices coming from over there.

He had an intuition that it was his own voice, but at the same time he didn't feel like it.In other words, it is impossible for human beings to truly hear their own voices in their entire lives.

Xi Hui anxiously waited for someone to come to him, such as Liang Qisi who had penetrated into his body, but no one came to him.He gradually felt that his body might still be used by himself.

He is quite happy, because he feels that there is still Xi Hui in this world, and he also feels that he can still have everything Liang Qisi has.

Trying to get rid of the uneasiness in his heart, he thought of his previous dream.

He went to the car shop, ready to buy the car he wanted.

There, he really felt the power of money and power—the car he could only look at all his life, but now he gave it away as soon as he said it.

He was suddenly annoyed, why?

He thought of those second generations, why would they wantonly laugh at him?

He wants revenge.

Fu Ziyu, I am now the young master of the Liang family who is more powerful than you.Thinking of this, his confidence instantly rose.

He returned to the rental house, saw his mobile phone, and saw everything intact.

Even though the master roommate looked at him strangely, Xi Hui suddenly lost the urge to show off in front of him.In the end, he told the Great God his identity coldly, and left his contact information under the shocked gaze of the Great God.

The next day, he rushed to the place where Fu Ziyu was staying and told Fu Ziyu to get out, but unexpectedly saw himself.

He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar person almost in disbelief.

That person sat among a group of second generations who stood up, looking out the window expressionlessly, his whole person almost exuded an aura that people couldn't take their eyes off.

He didn't look like he was being teased by the second generation at all, but he looked like the core figure in this group of second generations.

Surprise and doubt made Xi Hui fail to escape Fu Ziyu's attack.

He just stared at that person's face, and after a long time, he said softly: "Follow me, be my..." Be my friend, a real friend.If you were me, I would give you all the good things.

But he didn't know why he didn't come and was scared, and finally ran away in embarrassment.

He felt that that person was not himself.That person is the real young master——Liang Qisi?Why didn't he come to find himself?

Xi Hui was very sad, he realized the gap between himself and those who are truly proud of heaven.

A truly powerful person can subdue those second generations with his body.But he, who is superficially powerful, is just pretending to be a tiger.

After receiving a burst of scolding from the old man of the Liang family, Xi Hui fell into a desperate situation.

Things in the upper class are different from what he thought.He didn't—shouldn't have jumped right in.

A lot of things don't just look at the surface.It's as if he once looked down on Fu Ziyu, who he thought was just a dude. He could buy a Porsche by himself without relying on his family relationship.Those second generations who seem to be doing nothing actually have a high degree of education. After wearing suits and leather shoes, the confidence exuded by them is incomparable to Xi Hui's fake.

If he saw his former self again, he would definitely laugh at him—knowing nothing, self-righteously looking down on others, but desperately envious of the people he looked down on—arrogant and inferior.

Xi Hui sat there at a loss, the bustling world had nothing to do with him.

"Don't grab other people's trousers to go up, use your own hands, even bloody go up to me!"

"I'm so good, go and be friends with the rich second generation, otherwise even if I go up in the future, I will always be inferior to others!"

It was his "self" words that brought him back to his senses suddenly.

When he heard the person he envied said that he was him, he wanted to cry.

Xi Hui staggered to the bathroom, put his head under the faucet, and burst into tears again.

He swore that when he raised his head again, he would work hard so that all the applause and glory belonged to him, just like that person.

He returned to his body.

He hurried to the bathroom, and saw Liang Qisi's body move after he had been using it for a while.

What was in that body was the real young master of the Liang family, not that person.

Xi Hui knew that the man hadn't lied to him—he was really himself.

He finally laughed.You can't live up to everything Xi Hui left behind.

"Okay." He wanted to learn from Liang Qisi.

Start with this world first, and gradually become a dazzling person.

The author has something to say: I personally think that Xi Hui is Xi Hui from a parallel world, but it is not impossible to treat him as a person, so you can. ． ． ． ． ．

There are about two extra chapters left.

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