Zhou Mingyi is not the only one posting comments at this time.

In the playground of Shike University, half a city away from her campus.

Zhang Beixing rubbed his hands excitedly. Being recognized and amazed by so many netizens naturally satisfied his vanity. But what Zhang Beixing looked forward to the most was that he finally allowed himself to pay for it today.

With so many comments, why can’t he be given a hundred and eighty suggestions?

So I stretched out my finger and scrolled down.

Then the smile on Zhang Beixing's face disappeared.

He looked at the phone and his face immediately dropped.

He put on the look of an old man on the subway with his cell phone.

Very speechless.

Weird!

It’s so weird!

How could the suggestions given by netizens this time be so outrageous:

"Tch, it's just practicing martial arts on a steel wire two meters above the ground. How difficult is it? If you have the ability, you can practice martial arts on a building a hundred meters high. If you can do this, then you are considered great!"

"Is this considered awesome? Isn't it just a little higher? How difficult is this? If you ask me, the blogger would have to run on the wire wearing weights and boxing while running!"

"My evaluation is that Qinggong is not as good as floating on water!"

"The Qinggong Water Floating is just a Gokuba. If you ask me, if this blogger is so awesome, he should challenge the Ozaki Bakara and see if after the challenge, he can really become a god directly like what is said in the movie!"

"Good guys, you are the king of hell, right? Talk about a hundred ways for anchors to die? Look at all the outrageous suggestions you have put forward. Bloggers, don't listen to them, listen to me. I don't have high demands.

, just do a hundred pull-ups on the edge of the cliff without any weight!"

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Look at those comments and listen to the system prompts in your ears.

Zhang Beixing was silent for a moment, put down his phone, silently lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.

His eyes were particularly melancholy.

Admittedly, he really wanted these netizens to give him suggestions.

But.

I asked you to make suggestions, but I didn’t ask you to put this wish aside!

I, Zhang Beixing, am a human being.

Not that bastard in the wishing fountain!

What's more, when others care about the tortoise in the wishing well, they still have to give that tortoise some steel.

What about him?

No separation, just companionship.

The main theme is: wish, I have made it, it’s up to you whether you make it or not!

"Damn it, why are the netizens of this generation so difficult to guide? These are all bullshit suggestions, none of them are useful."

Often exhaling a breath of smoke, Zhang Beixing picked up the phone again and opened the comment area.

"How can I guide netizens without any useful suggestions..."

Zhang Beixing scratched his head and started thinking.

Until a moment later, he was scrolling through the comments section.

Suddenly I saw something from it, and my eyes suddenly lit up.

He hurriedly opened the first martial arts training video he posted earlier.

Find the ID of the kid who previously suggested letting him practice martial arts on the wire, and click to copy.

Then return to the current wire training video comment area.

He copied his ID and @ said: "This friend, I have already practiced my lower body, wire boxing, and walking like a dragon! I wonder if you have any other suggestions? Please stop bragging and give me more advice!

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Chapter completed!