Live broadcast: My leisurely life on the island

"Why are you so careless? This is your own lunch. Are you so cruel to yourself?"

"Be sure to handle it with care. These are benefits for fans, and they must be fresh."

"Also, you'd better pray before you do it every time, because all of these are gifts from Mother Nature. You have to do things with a grateful heart."

On Coral Island, the sun is shining brightly, and the humid sea breeze brings a touch of saltiness, which makes people extremely comfortable.

Several big men were lying on the reef, almost falling asleep from boredom.

And only a graceful figure was pinching Qiong's nose and digging for the oysters attached to the reef.

To tell the truth now, Li Shishi really regrets it.

He looked at Zhang Heng with gratitude before, but now he has the idea of ​​being fooled by a devil.

She even suspected that Zhang Heng had premeditated this matter. She was completely sold out and counted money for others.

At least she will no longer feel grateful for saving a meal.

Saving thousands and eight hundred meals, the price paid is indeed a bit high.

"Don't complain, and don't just know what to ask for, but don't know what to give back."

However, the moment this thought first surfaced, Zhang Heng's voice sounded in Li Shishi's second ear again.

"He can read minds?"

Li Shishi glared at Zhang Heng angrily, looking at the dozens of oysters that had been cleaned up, she was already sweating profusely.

"For you to save a meal, it's fine if you're not grateful, why are you still treating me like an enemy?"

"You have to know that after you clean the oysters, you can earn 800 yuan at most. This salary is beyond the reach of many people."

Zhang Heng looked at Li Shishi who was playing petty temper, and hit him mercilessly.

What he said was indeed the truth. On the construction site, those migrant workers worked hard for 300 yuan a day, which was far more difficult than this little work.

They never complained, nor would they ever complain.

They say all men are created equal.

In Zhang Heng's opinion, this sentence is really the most blatant lie in the world.

The starting point is different, how can it be possible to be born equal.

Some people, like Li Shishi, whose father's name is Li Gang, were born with a car and a house.

What about more people?
Zhang Heng smiled faintly, not wanting to elevate this matter to a certain height.

However, what he said casually caused an uproar in the live broadcast room.

Many people were deeply touched and told many stories.

After all, you can still speak freely on the Internet, because others do not know your identity.

Some words can never be spoken in front of acquaintances.

Maybe it will be hidden until the end of life.

But here, no one knows who you are, no matter if it's a big guy who picks your feet or a yellow-faced woman, no one cares about your appearance, let alone your background.

The so-called equality, it seems that in today's era, only the Internet is relatively fair.

"My family is from the countryside. When I was young, I felt that the gap between everyone was not that big. Everyone couldn't afford meat. At that time, there was not much pressure, and I didn't understand these things."

"It wasn't until I stepped out of society and after I had children that I realized that the progress of society is really not just talk. The cost of raising children makes you breathless."

"We know that there are many good conditions. After the child is born, he uses various nutritional products, and even a bucket of milk powder is the cost of my child for a year. This is simply incomparable."

"You can't say that my child is inferior to other children, you can only say that he doesn't have a rich father."

In the live broadcast room, someone seemed to have found an outlet and said a lot.

Many people responded, after all, ordinary people are always the majority.

We are all ordinary.

We are not content to be ordinary...

When Li Shishi was wiping her sweat, she would look up at the live broadcast room from time to time, until she saw a paragraph of subtitles, she stopped complaining.

"Just yesterday, the construction site just got off work, the house was too hot, and I went out to enjoy the shade. I sat under a big tree by the roadside, bought a bottle of ice-cold Master Kong mineral water and drank it, and a clean girl walked by me. He gave me a disgusted look."

"I smiled at her, laughed and cried, I'm only about the same age as her!"

The moment my father handed me the cigarette.

I know this family, it's up to me to carry it.

I can bear it, I can bear it.

If you can't bear it, you have to bear it.

A paragraph of words, each vivid font, represents a story.

It also contains an unknown past and bitterness.

And these seem to be something that Li Shishi can't understand throughout her life.

"In this situation, I want to compose an impromptu poem."

"Da Hengzi, are you stealing my job?"

Yuan Hua scratched his head, suddenly felt Alexander.

He knows a little about Zhang Heng's talent. If fans ask him to write a poem, what if he can't write it?
And if there is no comparison, there will be no harm. This kind of thing cannot accommodate two tigers.

"Brother Hua, how dare I compare with you, I just feel a little emotional after seeing the stories told by so many friends in the live broadcast room."

"As for talent, even ten Zhang Hengs can't match you."

"Haha, scumbag, this is a naked humiliation."

"Scumbag, if you say that, Brother Hua will blush."

"Show Brother Hua some face."

In the live broadcast room, the fans booed and seemed to be watching a show.

Especially those fans of Brother Hua, they were even more unconvinced, and they were not afraid of Zhang Heng, a former high-achieving student.

Anyway, for fans, the contest between these two people is the best benefit.

It seems to be more addictive and exciting than eating oysters.

"Dahengzi, you don't talk about martial ethics."

"Brother Hua, I'm free."

Zhang Heng smiled at Yuan Hua, after all, he is a young man, and he is not afraid if he doesn't talk about martial arts.

"Brother Hua, accept the offer."

"Brother Hua, feed the mouse."

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't know who will win the battle."

"In case Brother Hua wins, don't you forget that Brother Hua won the award when he lied to my father, the head of the district?"

"According to what you said, the scumbag from the bottom is afraid that he will bow down again."

These days, it's really not a big deal to watch the excitement.

Zhang Heng glanced at the screen and sighed helplessly.

"Zhang Heng, do you really want to write poetry?"

Li Shishi blinked and looked at Zhang Heng curiously.

The previous modern poem had already made her eyes shine.

If she can also rhyme in poetry, it really shocked her.

One person, so talented.

Who can't love?
It seems that besides not feeling sorry for girls, there is really no other shortcoming.

Zhang Heng smiled lightly and did not answer Li Shishi's question.

He got up, stood on the reef, and said slowly.

This is a descendant,
Even as a former guest.

Drunken Dance Jingge half volume book,
Sit well and talk about the sky.

Dazhi opera fame,
Haidou measures blessings and misfortunes.

When it comes to cash-strapped,
Angrily pointing to Qiankun's mistake.