Class 9 of Senior High Two, one year before the college entrance exam, collectively transmigrated.
A Western fantasy world, turbulent, with frequent wars.
A group of students at the pea...
Home
When Lin Yuan returned home, the house was brightly lit.
Although Jiangsu Province is often criticized for its lack of nightlife, the lights are always on at night - the heavy academic workload means that the lights in every household rarely go out before midnight.
Such scenes rarely appeared in Lin Yuan's home. Due to the work of his parents and brother, the huge luxurious duplex apartment was usually occupied by the live-in nanny, but today, for the first time, there was a young man - he looked to be about 1.8 meters tall, with handsome and aggressive features, which made him feel very oppressive.
Anyone who has even a little knowledge of the entertainment industry would know this man: he started out as an idol, then made his solo debut, his OSTs became popular all over the country, and later he transformed himself into an actor, winning all the awards. Now he is the undisputed first-tier artist in China - Lin Shen, Lin Yuan's older brother who is twelve years older than him.
"You're back?" Facing his brother whom he had rarely seen for months, Lin Shen, who always looked like a cool and aloof man, softened his expression and said in a gentle voice, "Are you tired? Aunt Zhou made some soup and it tasted pretty good. Can I serve you a bowl?"
Lin Shen's daily schedule is extremely full, and getting four hours of full sleep a day is considered a luxury. If he has time to rest at home, he would like to sleep for a full 24 hours, and usually goes back to his room to rest at eight or nine o'clock.
At this moment, he would wait in the living room until nearly ten o'clock, and it was obvious for whom.
Faced with his own brother's undisguised show of goodwill, if it was the Lin Yuan before the time travel, he might have been entangled, but now he calmly sat down opposite Lin Shen, took the bowl of soup handed to him by Lin Shen, took a sip, and showed a surprised expression: "It's really good!"
Because they are rich in magic, Parnaki's high-end ingredients are more delicious than those on Earth, but ordinary ingredients are far inferior to the crops and livestock that Earth has spent thousands of years carefully selecting.
At the time when they traveled through, Panaki was not rich due to years of war. The lower-class people even had problems getting enough food, let alone developing cooking techniques and studying food.
The Western fantasy world not only has a medieval European style in terms of clothing and dressing, but also has similar cooking methods. The nobles who have the ability to improve their meals only pursue the original taste of high-end food and do not care about complicated cooking techniques.
It was not until they traveled through time that, as part of a country of foodies, they could no longer tolerate food being ruined by "simple" cooking methods, so they made drastic reforms, allowing Parnaqui to have a systematic cooking method for the first time.
However, due to the lack of Chinese spices and ingredients, no matter how hard they tried, they could not restore the taste in their memory. Even though the food in Parnaki today is not inferior to that on Earth, it still cannot alleviate their desire for the taste of their hometown.
The amber soup in the bowl was steaming. Lin Yuan stirred it with a spoon, and regardless of the burn, he picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp, as if he hadn't eaten for a week. After putting down the empty bowl, his eyes were still staring at the casserole next to Lin Shen, revealing a longing light: "Why don't you just give me the pot? It will save me the trouble."
Lin Shen: “…”
He forcibly took the empty bowl from Lin Yuan's hand and filled him with another large bowl. He watched Lin Yuan bury his head in the bowl with unconcealed joy and frowned with heartache.
"Although I've heard you complain before, is the food in your school so bad?"
Look at my brother wolfing down his food. How many days has it been since he went hungry? He looks so pitiful!
"Ah?" Lin Yuan raised his head after hearing that. There was still soup stains on the corners of his mouth. His eyes were blank. "I think it's okay. It's not too bad."
After eating exotic food for hundreds of years, I now just think that the school cafeteria, which I used to be picky about, has a unique flavor, and whether it tastes good or not is secondary.
Unfortunately, in the eyes of Lin Shen, who loved his brother dearly, this look was just his brother being stubborn and not wanting to make them worry. His pity for Lin Yuan suddenly doubled, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: If he was wronged, he could obviously act coquettishly to him.
Although both he and his parents loved Lin Yuan very much since he was a child, the child was born sensible and never took the initiative to act coquettishly in front of them. He always kept a certain distance from them - even though he thought he had concealed it well.
Lin Shen didn't understand why Lin Yuan was like this, so he could only pour his love on Lin Yuan again and again. But the more he loved him, the more Lin Yuan retreated. In the end, even his parents couldn't help but be cautious in treating Lin Yuan, fearing that their actions would alienate Lin Yuan from them again.
Yesterday, Lin Yuan contacted him for the first time, hoping that he could do him a small favor. He was so excited that he rushed back to Y City from S City overnight, thinking that his younger brother was finally willing to take the initiative to get close to him.
Now it seems that maybe he was just being too sentimental...
"By the way, brother, why are you at home today?" Lin Yuan's voice interrupted Lin Shen's melancholy. As an actor with good acting skills, he quickly switched his mood, lightly suppressed the grievances in his heart, and only left the purest tenderness to Lin Yuan.
"I've been too tired from work lately, so I took a break." Lin Shen said calmly, without mentioning a word that it was because he was worried that his brother would ask him for something, so he asked his agent to turn down three days of work for him.
Lin Yuan said "Hey", and then asked: "How many days will you rest?"
"Is there anything I can help you with?" Lin Shen did not answer the question directly: "Just tell me, I am not busy at all this month."
Lin Yuan: “…”
Lin Yuan looked at his brother with complicated eyes: "Is there something wrong with your studio?"
Lin Shen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What are you talking about? I, your brother, now have the trophy in my hand, so there is no need to arrange work frequently to maintain my status and exposure."
Lin Yuan smiled and seemed a little embarrassed: "Our school is holding a Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, and our class is going to direct and perform a play. It's not that we all have no experience, so I wanted you to find a screenwriter to guide us yesterday." He put down the bowl of soup in his hand, his eyes sincere, and with a little embarrassment: "I just want to ask if you want to come and see our performance."
Lin Shen was stunned by this unexpected news: "...You want me to watch your performance?"
"Aren't my parents busy? Our school requires parents to attend." Lin Yuan rubbed his nose: "I just don't know if you have time..."
"Of course I do!" Lin Shen interrupted Lin Yuan without hesitation, and immediately put aside the full schedule of announcements for the next half month: "I'm very free recently! If you need guidance during rehearsal, I can help!"
Lin Shen, who was calm in the face of thousands of invitations, was now excited and flattered by his brother's invitation. After accepting it, he hesitated again and said with difficulty: "Xiao Yuan, why don't you just forget it... Didn't you say before that you hate being harassed by paparazzi? If your brother goes, you will definitely not be as free as you are now in the future."
In the past, Lin Yuan had expressed his disgust at being exposed as the younger brother of a celebrity more than once. Because of this, Lin Shen has been working hard to protect his family's privacy, and even went home less and less often, just to prevent his younger brother, who is a student, from being affected in his daily life.
Facing Lin Shen's hesitation, Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "You are my brother, so it is natural for you to participate in my school's activities. Why are you hiding it?"
He seemed like he would go up and argue with anyone who dared to say something irresponsible.
Lin Shen was so moved by this unexpected answer that he was at a loss for words. He could only stare at his brother with deep emotion and said, "Xiao Yuan, I'm really happy that you think this way!"
"Brother..." Lin Yuan wanted to say something else, but Lin Shen stood up with a bang: "Well, Xiao Yuan, it's already late, brother will go back to the room first, you should go to bed early."
As if he was afraid that Lin Yuan would go back on his word, he rushed back to the room without waiting for him to say anything else. He did not look like the "nobleman" that his fans or the media described him as.
As the crisp sound of the door closing was heard, Lin Shen's voice, pretending to be calm but full of excitement, appeared in Lin Yuan's ears again.
"Hey, Dad, did you know? Xiao Yuan invited me to participate in his school's activities. He's going to perform a play... Didn't you receive an invitation? Haha, it seems that Xiao Yuan only invited me! Okay, okay, I will help you film the play!"
"Hey, Mom, let me tell you something. Xiao Yuan invited me to participate in his school's activities... What? Didn't he invite you either? Oh, Xiao Yuan is going to perform in a play! He and his classmates are directing and acting in it... Okay, okay, I will definitely take a picture of it!"
"Hey, Brother Li, where are the radio and video equipment in our studio? Please prepare them for me. I want to film a play performed by my brother... Forget it, please help me contact my brother's school tomorrow. Just sponsor it in my name and help them upgrade their stage equipment..."
Lin Yuan: “…”
Should he tell his brother that the door was not completely closed?
Seeing that his brother's money was about to flow out like water before the party even started, Lin Yuan sighed and smiled helplessly.
After all, it was all his fault, and now he just wanted his brother to be happy.
Thinking back to his past self, Lin Yuan really wanted to knock on his head and ask: Are you a fool?
If only I could open up sooner.
Because of his parents' and brother's success, he chose to retreat step by step and live in the beautiful dream he wove. He knew that his parents and brother only wanted him to be happy, but he fell into a vicious circle of thinking. While enjoying the rich life they brought him, he was constantly wasting his energy because he was not good enough and could not return this love. In the end, not only did he not get redemption, but he dragged his family into pain and lived cautiously.
Compared to his past sensitivity and worry, he has now lived for hundreds of years and is as happy as a carefree fool.
Fortunately, it is not too late to save it now.
However, no matter what the purpose of inviting his brother is, Lin Shen, who appears as a parent, will definitely be rumored by some people with ulterior motives as pure marketing after he becomes a hot topic on major platforms.
He is no longer at the age where he can get angry over rumors. Seeing through the operations behind the scenes and turning them into exploitable resources is what he should do at his age.
Not only his master, many students in the class have started a new round of struggle. Even Teacher Rui is not idle. He is busy with many things besides teaching. Naturally, he cannot stand still and live off his capital.
Recalling the familiar faces in his mind, a plan gradually took shape in Lin Yuan's mind.