Zhang Xiaoman

A young man sat listlessly in the car. His cheekbones, sharp as a knife, looked somewhat pale, but they couldn't hide the glint of ambition in his eyes, revealing an extraordinary spirit.,For the next twenty years, he lived like a dog, being ridiculed and abused, even resorting to begging for a living.,"Hey, Luochin, when you arrive, give me a call beforehand, and my mom and I will pick you up at the station."。