The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

It's half past ten in the morning.

"Alas!" Meng Lang sighed as he came out of the building where Jiuzhou Publishing House was written.

I still take it for granted...

The rejection was very tactful, and they also gave professional suggestions very considerately, such as submitting short comics like this for submission, and also introduced several Internet websites and well-known popular science magazines.

However, this approach has proven to have little effect.

Of course, if he is willing to use his money and spend millions, there will be publicity and exposure.

However, this kind of market behavior that is completely inconsistent with the laws of the market will inevitably end up being a dog.

The most important thing is to make money at a loss in such a big way. If someone notices it one day, how to explain it will be troublesome.

How can we promote things quietly and silently...

Just as he was thinking about it, his cell phone rang, and it was Duan Xian's call.

"Hey! Ah Lang, are you free at noon?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"My mother cooked a table full of food and insisted that you come over for a meal. She said she wanted to thank you very much."

"Auntie is too polite."

"Anyway, I'm at my wits end. She said, if you don't come over, I won't have lunch, so you can do whatever you want."

"Haha! Okay, it just so happens that I haven't arrived for lunch yet, so send me your location and I'll be there in a moment."

"Chi Chi Chi Gu Gu...Chi Chi Chi Gu Gu...Ouch~"

There was a vague background sound coming from the phone. It seemed like someone was talking quietly over there, and a faint cry of pain could be heard.

After a while, Duan Xian's voice came again.

"Ahem! Ah Lang, pay attention to your appearance when you come to my house, just... dress up a little, do you understand what I mean?"

Meng Lang was stunned for a moment.

Do I need to pay attention to my appearance when I go to your house?

He looked down at himself. His sports clothes were clean and tidy, and he had gone to bed early and gotten up early recently, keeping in good health and exercising.

Although my eight-pack abs are still shyly hidden in my belly, I can still be considered a spirited young man.

Hmm...it's just that my hair is a bit long.

Also, when you go to someone's house for the first time, you shouldn't be too rude.

And it doesn’t quite fit in with my “live streaming trendy persona” persona, so I’ll do a full show and help people to the end!

"Okay! I get it!"

Hang up the phone and think about it.

Anyway, I have to go home to worship my ancestors in two days, so I will buy myself an outfit.

Not to impress my parents or anything.

But for those who work hard outside, if you look more glamorous on the outside, your parents will feel less sad secretly...

Meng Lang glanced around and walked straight into a large shopping mall not far away.

Half an hour later, Meng Lang, who had changed his outfit, walked out of the mall carrying the changed clothes.

He has short, capable hair, a close-fitting beige shirt, a casual black suit, a pair of brown casual leather shoes, and the latest Juchang Watch2 watch on his wrist.

Meng Lang spent more than three thousand soft girl coins, which was not too high-profile, but it really made him feel... that he had indeed completed a class jump.

The first pot of gold was 14 million, and a loan of more than 500,000 was repaid, 1.5 million was given to Duan Xian, 5 million was lent, and there was about 7 million left in the card.

If you don’t buy a house, this is still a huge amount of money.

As he walked towards the bus stop, Meng Lang always felt that something was missing.

Passing by a 4S store, he suddenly realized that he was worth tens of millions and didn't even have a decent mobility scooter.

Not to mention buying a tycoon model like Yan Weiwei's, how can we achieve a breakthrough from scratch?

Walking into this 4S store, a sweet-looking sales girl walked up with a professional smile.

"Sir, do you want to buy a car?"

"Um!"

"Then do you have any requirements for brand price?"

Meng Lang already had an idea in his mind. He glanced around the store, and his eyes lit up when he saw a small figure.

"That's it!"

"Well……"

Sign the contract and entrust the license agent to deliver the goods to your door.

After filling in the information and paying, the whole process took less than twenty minutes.

After walking out of the 4S store, Meng Lang couldn't help but sigh.

"No wonder rich people always say that buying a car is like going out to buy groceries. Just two words! Cheap!"

…

Half past eleven.

"Ding dong!"

As soon as Duan's mother opened the door and saw Meng Lang, she immediately smiled.

"Xiao Meng, here we come, hurry up! Come in quickly."

Meng Lang also smiled and handed over a bag of gift boxes.

"Hello, aunt. I'm short of time and have nothing to prepare. I brought some health products to my uncle."

Meng Lang walked into the room. It was a 100-square-meter suite with a warm decoration style. It looked like an ordinary well-off home.

"It's good when people come, and why don't you bring any gifts?"

Duan's mother looked Meng Lang up and down, and her smile suddenly became brighter.

"Xiao Meng, come and sit down to eat."

Duan Xian came out of the kitchen with two plates of food, his face seemed a little helpless.

"Sit down, dinner will be served soon."

"How is uncle now?"

"I can have surgery tomorrow and my condition is good," Duan Xian said.

"That's good...hey! Thank you, aunt!"

After taking the bowl and chopsticks handed over by Duan's mother, Meng Lang was stunned for a moment as soon as he sat down.

There were four sets of dishes and chopsticks placed on the table, but there were only three people here.

Duan's father will have surgery tomorrow, so it obviously can't be him.

"Are there any guests today?" Meng Lang looked at Duan Xian and asked doubtfully.

"Well...my sister is coming back today." Duan Xian gave you a look that you knew.

Meng Lang was stunned.

After looking at Duan Xian with a helpless expression, and then at Duan's mother with a smile on her face, she felt a sudden toothache.

After doing this for a long time, Duan’s mother really introduced her daughter?

No wonder I need to tidy up my appearance!

Duan's mother's execution ability is really good, she was caught off guard!

Meng Lang thought of another question.

How come there have been so many episodes... and none of the brothers reminded me?

Obviously my influence on Duan Xian and the others only ended with the visit to the ward, so logically it shouldn't affect today's meal.

Do they think this matter is not worth wasting words on, or...

Meng Lang thought about it for a while.

According to my brain circuit, this kind of thing is like eating an orange and accidentally eating a super sour one. My next reaction is usually...

"Oh, it's so sweet! Come and try one too."

emm…

For the first time, he strongly condemned his bad nature of being a spectator and having no sympathy!

"Ding dong!" At this moment, the doorbell rang again.

"Xiaoyi must be back!"

When Duan's mother got up and opened the door, Meng Lang leaned over and whispered to Duan Xian, somewhat speechless, "Why didn't you inform me in advance?"

"I wanted to inform you in advance, mainly because my mother didn't tell me in advance!

With a knife-like gaze on my neck, how do you think I could tip off the news? "

Duan Xian said helplessly. He looked at Meng Lang's new look and felt a little toothache.

"I asked you to dress up 'a little'. Even if you didn't understand the code, why did it really look like we were on a blind date? Is there still some tacit understanding?"

"Shit! I was preparing my outfit to go home, who would have thought that I would end up with a gun!"

Meng Lang rolled his eyes.

"Xiao Yi, put down the salute, go wash your hands and come over for dinner."

"Mom, I'm too sleepy after not eating. I didn't even sleep well on the plane. I'm going to catch up on my sleep first. When I wake up, I'll go to the hospital to see Dad."

A slightly hoarse young girl's voice came from the door.

"How about that? Eat first and then go to bed. There are still guests here today!"

"Guest? What guest?"

Meng Lang felt quite uneasy when he heard the two men approaching.

Not counting the time with Ou Lu in "Fortress Besieged", this was the first serious blind date in his life.

Are you unprepared for the first time you have to confess?

The key is... Duan Xian's last meaningful sentence "Unfortunately for the family" last time made Meng Lang think for a while.

My brother won't trick me, so what if he is a "Qianjin"...

How should I smile awkwardly but politely and politely decline Duan's mother's kindness?

The next moment, a girl walked in.

She looked directly at Meng Lang, the only stranger present, and was stunned for a moment.

Meng Lang was also stunned for a moment.

This girl's appearance has completely inherited the good genes of the Duan family, and she is no less than an internet celebrity.

She was wearing a jacket, jeans and a cap.

The dress is somewhat neutral, but based on the figure and appearance, it can score above 95 points. It is not as "exaggerated" as imagined.

He is not tall, about 1.5 meters tall, with some dark circles on his face, and his skin is very white, the kind of pale that rarely sees light.

"Brother? Who is this?"

"Oh, this is my buddy from college, Meng Lang, the prodigal son, and this is my sister, Duan Xiaoyi."

"Uh... hello!" Meng Lang stood up and greeted the other party, then glanced at Duan Xian questioningly.

Is this what you call "unfortunate family"?

If this family is unlucky, then the domestic family happiness index will probably fall into negative numbers?

You don’t want to be my uncle, so you deliberately lied about military information, right?

Duan Xian gave him a small look that you gradually come to understand.

When Duan Xiaoyi saw this scene, how could he not know what was going on?

However, she glanced at Meng Lang, frowned, and sat down obediently.

Duan's mother saw that everyone was sitting down and the atmosphere looked good, so she smiled and said.

"Xiao Meng, I have to deliver food to your uncle. You young men can just eat by yourself. You can't let go while I'm here.

Treat this as your own home, don't be polite.

Ah Xian, take good care of Xiao Meng and your sister for me. "

"knew!"

Duan's mother went out carrying a thermal box, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little subtle.

"So you are that Meng Lang?" Duan Xiaoyi looked at Meng Lang and smiled.

"I heard what my mother said. Thank you so much for my father's business. We will find a way to pay back the money as soon as possible."

She spoke normally and politely, without the arrogance of a problematic girl, which made Meng Lang even more confused.

"No, no, no, I've already told my aunt. These are investment dividends earned by Duan Xian himself."

Duan Xiaoyi glanced at Duan Xian and curled her lips.

"Just my brother? I believe he is proud in love, but proud in the shopping mall. I really didn't realize that he has this talent."

Duan Xian twitched the corner of his mouth, "Ahem! Let's eat! Xiaoyi, you've been traveling all day. You must be tired. If you are tired, eat quickly. After eating, go back to your room and sleep."

Duan Xian looked like he wanted to end the meal quickly.

Duan Xiaoyi glanced at him, then turned to look at Meng Lang.

"I can probably guess what my mother means, so I'll be more direct. I have a pretty good impression of you.

He doesn't look too insecure like my brother, and his character is also very reliable.

But... can you play games? "

"Uh..." Meng Lang was stunned by this question.

Now the opening question of the dating game has been upgraded from "Do you have a car?" "Do you have a house?" to "Can you play games?"

"Be good at it. Your brother and I used to play League of Legends a lot when we were in college."

"How does your level compare with him?" Duan Xiaoyi pointed at Duan Xian.

"this……"

After all, your brother is a diamond, and I, a handicap, am still in the bronze ranks. There is no comparison at all!

After living in college for four years, I still couldn’t live the way I wanted…

"Ahem! My sister is an LPL player." Duan Xian couldn't stand it anymore and said directly.

Meng Lang was stunned.

LPL, the League of Legends Professional League, is the highest-level LOL professional competition in China. It is also the only channel for domestic divisions to lead to the annual LOL Championship and LOL Global Finals.

"It turns out that the reason your kid is so good is because you have such a powerful sister hidden in your family!"

"Haha! They were all tortured." Duan Xian sighed.

"Worse than my brother? Then I'm afraid we are not suitable." Duan Xiaoyi frowned.

"Well……"

Most people may have thought about the reasons why they would be rejected on a blind date.

Ugly rejection, poor rejection, short rejection, honest rejection...

But this is the first time I have encountered someone who was rejected because the game was not good enough.

On the importance of rank...

Duan Xiaoyi took a few mouthfuls of rice, yawned, and looked like she was really sleepy. She politely said goodbye to Meng Lang and went back to her room to sleep.

"Well, don't mind. My sister has an irregular schedule. She probably stayed up late last night."

"I don't mind this, but I do mind that you have such a sister. Why didn't you tell us earlier? If you introduced her to us earlier, why can't I get into Baiyin in a university?"

"Uh... Judging from your handicap, I guess a professional might not be able to move it..."

"Nonsense! How will you know if you don't try!" Meng Lang looked angry.

"And I think your sister has a good personality and is a professional player. Why does she come from such an unfortunate family background? Are you really a sister-controller?"

He stared at Duan Xian suspiciously.

"Don't be deceived by my sister's appearance. I'm doing this for your own good." Duan Xian looked helpless.

“She is a heartthrob when she doesn’t speak, but when she speaks she will choke her to death.

That is to say, she has a good impression of you. Otherwise, if she turns around and leaves without saying a word when my mother is looking for a boyfriend for her, it will be considered as a sign of her giving you face. "

"real?"

"Even if it's fake, do you think that with your bronze level, you can meet my sister's mate selection requirements of at least 'same level' opponents in this life?"

"Well……"

I admit, there is little hope in this life.

But nothing can be too absolute. I have so many brothers, maybe there will always be one who can live up to my expectations?