The End of the Slacker

Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty-Five

Under this young reporter's pen, the two young men supported each other, felt as though they had known each other forever from the moment they met, and forged an instant bond. They broke through the cage of the mortal world and strove bravely toward their goals.

So what if they were misunderstood? So what if no one saw them? Did walking through darkness once mean they did not deserve to see the light? As long as someone saw them, as long as someone called out to them, they would never stop moving upward.

When asked how he felt about being attacked with all sorts of words before, Li Wenchuan said that even the Chinese yuan could not win everyone's affection, let alone him. There was no need to let a few remarks affect his life; all he asked was to have a clear conscience.

"There are too many words, I can't understand it, but I think they sound very cultured."

"They were properly educated, after all. They're different from some internet celebrities. It's their temperament, you know? They're pleasant to look at."

"I didn't have such a good mindset back then. Later, I listened to my family and gave up. Looking back now, it's such a regret."

"Getting cursed at by so many people without developing psychological issues wasn't easy. The hostility online is really intense these days."

Back when Jiang Hansheng's handsome face first appeared in the entertainment industry, he had also been cursed at by a crowd of people. They thought he looked so refined and scholarly—what kind of career could he possibly make for himself?

In his previous life, Jiang Yan had also been dismissed by aristocratic clans all the way through. Born of humble origins, alone and unsupported—what great achievements could