The most unforgettable and unique impression of Hong Kong is probably the old ladies pushing cardboard carts on the streets.

Only in the blurry old Hong Kong movies in my memory, as if filtered through a time filter, would this scene appear again and again so tiresomely.

After watching Grandma Su push the cardboard cart away, Su Yun turned around and glanced at the calendar on the wall: June 25, Sunday.

In addition to the green solar calendar words, the old-fashioned calendar also has other information marked in small print on the side: Lunar calendar May 15, 1972, Ren Zi Rat Year, Bing Wu Month, Ding Hai Day.

The clear printed words clearly indicate that she has moved from a modern apartment in the information age to a slightly backward housing estate from the 1970s.

I don't want to find out whether it was just a fleeting dream or she died before she became bald. In short, she really crossed several decades and retreated from modern society to the 1970s.

When she first woke up, she was still wondering "where on earth is this place?" Later, the question she was thinking about changed to "what era is this place?"

In the end, it became "Since we are here, we might as well live well."

Now that she had made the decision, Su Yun began to collect all the information she could as quickly as possible: this body was also called Su Yun, eight years old this year, and lived with the elderly cardboard picker, Grandma Su, and they lived in No. 387 So Uk Estate, a typical low-rent housing estate in Hong Kong where middle- and lower-income people live.

Grandma Su is Su Yun's grandmother, and as for the rest of the family...

Su Yun looked at the small altar next to the door, where there was a black-and-white photo of a pretty woman and a tablet with the name "Su Yin" engraved on it.

Su Yin is the twin sister of "Su Yun". She died prematurely before she was one month old due to weakness caused by premature birth, leaving only Su Yun, who was slightly stronger, to survive. The pretty girl named Su Qing is the mother of the twins and died in a car accident five years ago.

In her early years, Su Qing was sent to Singapore for further studies because of her excellent medical skills. Her twin daughters were also born in Singapore.

As for the "father" who had disappeared... Su Yun gently lifted up the neglected bangs of her girl and looked closely at her eyes which were a different color from others.

If you don't look closely, you'll just think her eye color is lighter than that of normal Chinese people.

If you look closely, you will find that the different colors in his eyes are more obvious in the sunlight - an indescribable gray-blue mixed with a light smoky purple, like the hazy mist and drizzle in an ink painting.

When Su Yun first discovered this, she thought the boy had cataracts at such a young age. Later, she felt that there was no problem with his vision, so based on his heterochromatic eyes, slightly deep facial features, and the fact that he was born in a foreign country, she guessed that he was of mixed race.

In this way, we can also infer why the role of father is missing in this family, and why Su Qing can only take his children home to depend on his elderly mother.

It's just another story of a cross-border love affair, in the end, the unfaithful scumbag abandons his wife and children.

"You think too much. It's not mixed blood, but albinism."

Who is it?!

The voice was a typical electronic synthesized voice, but it did not come from any direction. Instead, it echoed in her mind again: "I am System LJJ007."

Through the system's emotionless narration, Su Yun finally learned that her rebirth was actually an experiment from a higher plane world.

According to the system's explanation, the purpose of this experiment is to find suitable lonely souls from the future and place them in a parallel world for observation. The general time of placement is chosen to be the old Hong Kong in the 1970s and 1980s.

Her mission is to use the help of the system to revitalize the world's Chinese cultural strength based on this special time point when Chinese film and television were close to their peak.

It's not like there haven't been missionaries sent down to do missions before, but most of them couldn't resist the temptation - either they lost their original intentions in the entertainment industry full of handsome men and beautiful women and driven by money and power, becoming tycoons in another sense and gaining super-rich hegemony; or they got entangled among many admirers and finally chose the one they loved the most, got married and had children, and gradually faded out of people's sight, keeping a low profile and focusing on their families.

"So, what you want to see is a sense of morality that can withstand temptation and a commitment to one's original aspirations, as well as a sharp and clean career path?" Su Yun asked.

"That's right." The system considered itself to be an auxiliary system that was familiar with the experience of its predecessors, and immediately threw the first auxiliary guidance to Su Yun, "According to the records, previous taskers all debuted by plagiarizing or accumulating initial funds, and I have many suitable recommendations here..."

"Wait!" Su Yun stopped the system's invitation, "Isn't this the old plagiarism highway? Isn't it said that we should maintain morality?"

Although it feels great to get something for nothing by copying the memories of later generations, the era is no longer so accepting of plagiarism princesses, not to mention that the system came so suddenly, so Su Yun has not yet overcome the hurdle in her heart.

"These are all unpublished works. If you use them, the conclusion of the world line will naturally compensate the original authors with equal talents, allowing them to create good works of the same quality in a similar period of time." The system explained.

"Oh... That is to say, according to the rules here, the writing is natural and it is the result of accidental success - and then it is equivalent to me holding a large stack of golden fingers and the experience summary of the fancy endings of my predecessors, and figuring out an ending line that you hope to see in this game?" Su Yun asked tentatively.

The system gave a positive response to Su Yun's inquiry.

After hearing the system's confirmation, Su Yun, who had fallen into countless pits and desperately looked up at the stars, suddenly became excited: "If this is the setting of this world, can I first 'write' that series of cosmic pits where my life span is longer than the author's, and then let those pigeon-like authors who coo every day dig a bunch of new pits of the same level for me?"

Faced with this ingenious idea of ​​urging for updates in disguise out of love turning into hate, the system froze for a second.

After finally adjusting, the system could only responsibly remind: "That's true in theory, but in reality, even with the assistance and resources of this system, the host's own planning is also very important."

"I understand." Su Yun nodded: there are always clumsy people in the world who can win even with a nanny-level strategy, and idiots who will ruin a good hand even though they have a bad start. The system's prompt is to remind her that even if she is a plagiarist, she still needs to use her brain and make choices selectively.

After taking a few deep breaths and spending a while calming down the struggle in her mind, Su Yun finally gave up the struggle: "Come on, I'm an ordinary person and can't resist the temptation of getting something for nothing."

So the system immediately sent Su Yun the full text of several long novels that the old Hong Kong plagiarists had to copy.

With great excitement, Su Yun took out paper and pen and sat on the shabby dining table - yes, a dining table. The Su family was too poor to afford much furniture, so the old dining table in their home served as a desk, a writing desk and many other functions.

However, even when Su Yun had overcome her shame and began to rely on the system to earn starting capital by being a plagiarist, the tragedy of not being able to write traditional Chinese characters ended her fantasy of becoming a great writer the moment she started writing.

Most Chinese people are born with a built-in reading device that can automatically convert between traditional and simplified Chinese characters, which caused Su Yun to forget the despairing truth that "being able to read does not mean being able to write".

In this era and in this region, written text has always been written in traditional Chinese characters.

At this point, the system silently recorded a log: On June 25, 1972, the plagiarism route was temporarily terminated because the host could not write traditional Chinese characters.

Not only was the system speechless, Su Yun was also speechless and choked up by her own wasteful behavior: "I have been using the computer keyboard for so many years that I have long been a modern illiterate who has forgotten the words when I pick up a pen. Not to mention the traditional Chinese characters that often have 20 or 30 strokes, I can hardly write the simplified Chinese characters that have 12 or 13 strokes..."

"Before various input methods come out, please don't ask me to write articles. I really can't do it——"

After recording the log, the system calmly replied: "Okay, I understand."

"Eh? Is it so smooth?" Su Yun was a little surprised. "According to those system novels I've read before, when the protagonist can't do or doesn't want to do something, the system will force him to execute the task. Especially when it comes to those tasks to increase the favorability, if the actions are a little slow, the system will threaten to deduct points and kill him..."

After hearing this, the system was silent for two seconds before giving Su Yun a reply: "Host, please remember this most important point: This system is a system exclusive to the host alone."

"The system and the host live and die together. This system will never issue such a contradictory command that is similar to killing itself."

"Also, if there is a mission that requires the host to improve someone's favorability, then it proves that the intelligence of this system has reached the level of invading the human brain. In this case, wouldn't it be better to directly invade the brain of the mission target and issue the mission to the mission target to improve the host's favorability?"

"The system is the host's system, not the task object's system. To help, it must help the host."

What the system said made so much sense that she was speechless!

It is rare that this system is so easy to talk to and has a firm stand on not being a double-crosser, so Su Yun naturally knows how to return the favor.

Since she couldn't take the plagiarism highway for the time being, she might as well go out and get familiar with this era. Before the system appeared, she was afraid of being exposed, so she stayed at home pretending to be sick and not fully recovered. She looked confused and dazed.

Compared to the written language which is too profound and difficult to change all at once, the spoken language is easier to accept because I watched many original Hong Kong films in my childhood.

It just doesn't say it very clearly.

But it doesn't matter. He is still young and just recovered from a serious illness, so his slurred speech and slow reactions are not too surprising. Besides, the most important thing to practice speaking well is to communicate with others more.

Since I want to be in the entertainment industry in the future, I have to practice my spoken English well. After all, the media in any era are always very sharp-tongued.

Even if it wasn't for the media reasons, firstly, dubbing was not popular in that era, and secondly, Su Yun was used to having enough respect and professionalism for whatever industry she was in.

Su Yun hung the rope with the key around her neck, closed the door, and looked around at the surrounding environment.

No. 387, where the Su family lived, was the second to last room at the end of the corridor, and No. 388 was next to the staircase. Seeing that the door of No. 388 was closed, Su Yun didn't think much and walked straight to the other side.

The so-called "housing estate" is actually the same as "housing village". Most of the residents in these estates are from the lower-middle class who lived in the poor shantytowns in the past. It is said that because of the shantytown fires a few years ago that left the victims homeless and in order to maintain the city appearance, the government built large-scale low-rent housing estates for the lower-middle class citizens to live in.

As she walked along, Su Yun could see the unit numbers of this floor marked on the wall: 349-371, 372-388.

Although there are many units, because they are low-rent housing, the area of ​​each unit does not seem to be that big.

After walking forward and turning the corner, Su Yun immediately heard the sound of mahjong tiles being shuffled.

This was a classic scene from old Hong Kong movies in her memory: in a wide open corridor, four housewives were sitting around a mahjong table, gossiping and playing mahjong, with a group of children playing next to them.

Su Yun-rao stood quietly in a corner with interest, watching the housewives chattering about the TV fundraising charity performance gala program held last night for the June 18 natural disaster. They said that a total of 9 million yuan in donations were raised, breaking the record for disaster relief fundraising since the founding of Hong Kong.

"I never thought I could see Sister Ren and Sister Xian singing The Imperial Concubine, and Sister Ren sang so well even though she had a high fever!"

"The part where Lu Shaolong takes his son to play board game is also pretty good!"

"Did you see the part where Sister Bao Shi made fried rice? Oh, that clumsy guy...hahaha!"

"She is a female star. No matter how badly she hypes herself up, there are still people who will buy into her. It's a charity. Her hype has raised so much money for the victims of the Sau Mau Ping landslide!" Another housewife sighed, "Being a star means it's easy to make money. No wonder TVB opened an artist training class some time ago, and so many young people who dream of becoming stars signed up..."

"But speaking of which, TVB has been coming up with new things this year. Their company logo used to be colorless, just a circle wrapped in a square that looks like a TV. But two days ago, when I went out shopping, I found that not only was their logo changed to color, but it also had three horizontal lines in blue, green and red in the middle..."

"I saw this, too. My son told me that this is a change they made to mark the official entry into the color TV era... But color TVs are so expensive. What's the point of changing to this? How can we, the residents of the housing estate, afford one?"

"Hey, Susu, are you well? Why are you coming out to get some fresh air so soon?"

"SuSu is really amazing, much better than my little girl. Unfortunately, she is so young and has no parents, so she was raised by Grandma Su. My little girl still failed to pass the test even after so many tutoring sessions, but SuSu doesn't need any tutoring, and she is still the top student in the school!"

How can you eat melons and still eat your own home? !

Although these housewives openly say that their children's grades are not good, they secretly brag about how their children are loved by their parents at home. In comparison with themselves, the orphan, they are eccentric and praise him openly and criticize him secretly. However, it can be seen that they are just a group of gossipy women and do not have much bad intentions.

It's simply because her own child can't compare to the child raised by this garbage woman, so she has a complicated mentality, and then she compares her child with the child using things that she can't have, just to deceive herself and comfort herself.

Besides, when all the aunts and uncles of this age gather together, their fighting power is so strong that no young person can win the argument.

So Su Yun had to give an awkward yet polite smile, chuckled a few times and prepared to leave.

Just as I turned my head, a tall, thin boy with tanned skin walked up from the stairs on the other side.

"I don't have money to buy bread when I'm on the street, but I'm afraid of borrowing money..." Before the song with a weird tune that changed the lyrics of "Emperor's Flower" was finished, the boy holding a small paper bag also saw him standing here. Su Yun on the side.

When their eyes met, Su Yun suddenly felt an urgent urge to turn around and run away.

Who is this boy? Why does he have such a strong impact on the original body?

"My second elder brother knows that you reported false news. Susu, run away! Otherwise he will beat you!" The next moment, another chubby boy who followed the dark and thin boy shouted at Su Yun anxiously.

Enemy!

After confirming this fact, Su Yun ran away without saying a word.

"Stop right there!" The dark and thin boy immediately chased after him angrily.